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Damn niggaz, some chickenhead I was diggin just got engaged
- Thread starter KillahBee
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Am I the only female that doesn't understand the male fascination with girls that are supposed to be with another guy?
I am not talking shit. I truly want to understand this line of thinking.
Funny, my exhusband used to tell me that he would purposely pursue these types so that he could *degrade them* (Yea and I didnt get a clue. He would only degrade these trashy females.... but NEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVER good girl me
- talk about being dumb and naive). He never respected ANY WOMEN because he didn't respect his own mother for not having the balls to leave their abusive alcoholic father. <--- his words, not mine.
My husband also never pursued a woman who was supposed to be with another man. So please explain the fascination. It seems to make no sense.
Why would a man purposely pursue low qualilty women then come up with the theorem that MOST women are low quality?
I am not talking shit. I truly want to understand this line of thinking.
Funny, my exhusband used to tell me that he would purposely pursue these types so that he could *degrade them* (Yea and I didnt get a clue. He would only degrade these trashy females.... but NEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVER good girl me
- talk about being dumb and naive). He never respected ANY WOMEN because he didn't respect his own mother for not having the balls to leave their abusive alcoholic father. <--- his words, not mine.My husband also never pursued a woman who was supposed to be with another man. So please explain the fascination. It seems to make no sense.
Why would a man purposely pursue low qualilty women then come up with the theorem that MOST women are low quality?
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KillahBee said:I'll probably read what BM said, then get into a ridiculous argument with her about absolutely nothing where everyone is wrong except her.
Dude - I am trying to understand this strange point of view.
I haven't degraded, name-called or cheap-shotted anyone.
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A male board member explained it to me in a K message.
*gotcha*
*gotcha*
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I wish the stones of my thoughts and dreams were hard and colored, so I can dip my sifter into the stream. Rich reflections are sometimes revealed despite the muddy disguise, which I send back to the unconscious. I lift and inspect each marvel, often fooled by wrong gold. Yet there are many streams from which we can sift, many stones that look like gold. What I enjoy most is watching the beavers and rats and tiny fish weave in and out of my world, scurrying into their dens, shelters, puddles. It's really their world.
Looking up, I inhale hearty wafts of grass-scented air. Uncut and growing wildly, it bends with the wind, revealing pale waves of green that extend over hills, fallen trees, and around bushes.
My hand finds the chain around my check and I lightly grasp it with my index and thumb. A simple beaded pull-chain with a Coke can cap dangling from the bottom. I blink slowly. It was the drink I had while my grandfather passed. A constant reminder of sacrifice and love and pride. Is it OK to lose your pride over someone you love? Absolutely. Is it OK to lose someone you love over your pride? No.
What do you say, fish? Do your thoughts flicker as fast as your lips pucker? Do ambitions drive me as does your tail for you? And you, rat. Sleek rodent of water, does the fish satisfy your hunger for life? I watch as you paw the silver shiner to your mouth, tearing off chunks of flesh. Wipe your face, there are scales all over it. Filthy little bastard.
Looking up, I inhale hearty wafts of grass-scented air. Uncut and growing wildly, it bends with the wind, revealing pale waves of green that extend over hills, fallen trees, and around bushes.
My hand finds the chain around my check and I lightly grasp it with my index and thumb. A simple beaded pull-chain with a Coke can cap dangling from the bottom. I blink slowly. It was the drink I had while my grandfather passed. A constant reminder of sacrifice and love and pride. Is it OK to lose your pride over someone you love? Absolutely. Is it OK to lose someone you love over your pride? No.
What do you say, fish? Do your thoughts flicker as fast as your lips pucker? Do ambitions drive me as does your tail for you? And you, rat. Sleek rodent of water, does the fish satisfy your hunger for life? I watch as you paw the silver shiner to your mouth, tearing off chunks of flesh. Wipe your face, there are scales all over it. Filthy little bastard.
