Message from @Xychotic
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You don't get mad at an incontinent puppy for shitting on your lap, you get mad at yourself for putting it on your lap.
children are simple...so are women...but they gave them the guns/gooverment...so fuck it
I think of them like some sub adult who makes sure the kids arent doing dumb shit
but they do such dumb sht themselves
They're just older children
Don't elevate them to adult status
yeah........if I see them doing dumb shit thats where I start to care again and may jump in
thats how its supposed to b
be
children < woman < men
that^
BUT
the moment a woman tries to see me on any sort of romantic level (however rare that is)
thats when the hate starts to come out
Oh, you have a hostile response to romantic overtures.
That... actually makes sense.
Is it sort of a "How *dare* you?" narrative?
nowadays I might supress it long enough to break off a peice, but not a minute longer, lol
yeah because I know full well where romantic gestures inevitably lead
leads to your enslavement
its almost as if she's looking at you and says "I love you"
replace I love you with "I think its time I became your master"
and you saying it back is really "Yes I agree, be my master"
A woman's "I love you" = "I think you're suitable to be my bitch"
and any action you do after that point that is not conducive to serving her, gets a negative reaction
without fail
Well, they don't take rejection well.
its so blatant that I cant help but become hateful of a woman once I think she's wanting a relationship
If you ever get caught in that sort of situation, laugh politely and sympathetically and say, "It's so sweet of you to lie to me like that. I'm gonna gho... go..."
And leave before they sort their heads out enough to retaliate.
my immediate response to "I love you"
is why
her next words tell you everything you need to know
In fact, if you find yourself in that situation again, "Thank you, but there's a problem. You love dick. And that's gay. Miss me with that gay shit. I'm out."
thats the most honesty you can get from a woman, is in that moment when you ask why
I need *somebody* to do that. If I don't get to do it first.
Thoughts on working as a leaflet distributer?
dont
Lmao
Aite