I'm pretty sure mentioning fulfilling one of my life's goals when it came to that, liberating my ancestors.
I'm at peace with my decision to cut her loose. Unfortunately she isn't. And I still love her, it's just she's pretty fucked up and quite dangerous. She learned a hard lesson from me aswell.
It'll sound arrogant, but she'll be stuck unable to find anyone who compares to me for the rest of her life, getting stretched wide open by guys who aren't me, unable to get off the carousel.
The one I love the most, is a destroyer. I never choose to love her, it's God's blessing in disguise. If I were weak, I'd be chasing her, which is actually bad for both of us.
This is stuff of wisdom not everyone would understand.So basically shes a bitch who is fucked in the head but your primal instinct is to still breed with her. And this is the love of your life that you'll remember on your death bed.
Lmao.
Technically yes. She is without a doubt the love of my life, and I think about her everyday.
You said something dumb again. And I know why you said it.Why is it dumb though? You said what you wanted most in life is respect, so I'm clarifying. Im not a mind reader buddy.
I said and I quote: "Don't care if I'm loved or not. I like respect."
You managed to get it twisted.
Like I said, it was I....Who cut her loose. So surprise again.
I told you to your face, but that knee jerk tic of yours has you looking silly again.Ok well I didn't know that, so now you clarified it. Like I said, Im not a mind reader. The world revolves without you too.
You had no reason to make assumptions either. I certainly wouldn't have, that low intelligence stuff.
Ironically its easier for that type of person to fuck other people, except the one they fear getting hurt by the most. It inspires her to pull endless shit tests to see if she's able to hurt me. I mixed her with friends once, and never again.You will probably have no idea what I mean when I say this, but this explains so much of your behavior.
I'm not a codependent people pleaser like you are. I simply don't chase. Could be an age thing, or it could be, I don't need to.
I'm indifferent to the women my friends pick up and date. It's not my job to cockblock my friends, nor do I celebrate my friends downfall, or their breakups Legga you dumbass.Im sorry, but youre not. It oozes off of you. Your story was like 50% about how your friend picks up girls, how they're foolish to go with him, and how he steals girls from you. That whole sidetrack could've been omitted from the story and it would've been the same. You chose to emphasize it because it felt important to you. What you emphasize in your stories tells a lot about you because I can contrast it with stories that others tell. Other people dont place such a huge emphasis on their friends' girlfriends. You do, and I notice it.
I think anyone who read what I wrote, would find this reply dunce.
Yes I wrote about how much of an asshole my buddy is, and included his audacity to cockblock me. This doesn't equate to 50% of what I wrote, nor do I find his downfall pleasurable.
What I emphasize is how he lost EVERYONE.
In my opinion the cuckold man is like iron. Like he can walk in on his woman cheating, then decide what he'll do about it.Im at a loss for words.
Of course you are.
See if you walked in on your wife bouncing on Steve's fat rod and loving it, you'd shatter.
The very thought of handling like a boss escapes you. Why, you'd even scoff at the idea of you coping with Steve giving her a solid ramming. There's no way you should ever maintain any stability whatsoever.
That being said I hope your wife never had to suffer when you were away spooning with, Steve. Better if she handled it like a cuck and shed no tears over your shit.