Hey brehs. Aint been in here in a minute. How nikkas living. We prospering?
Ever since I blocked my old chick shyt beenHey brehs. Aint been in here in a minute. How nikkas living. We prospering?

She's getting dikk elsewhere brehBout to Bush my girl brehs...
Everything seemed cool Saturday night when she was at my place. She left, I called to see if she made it home, and then went to sleep shortly after a brief conversation. Called her thrice early Sunday afternoon and no pick up. Ok cool, ball is in your court for the rest of the day (No call back). Texted her good morning Monday, she texts it back. Then texts a few items from amazon she wants for her birthday. My stance was ball is still in her court to reach out. She didn’t. So yesterday I called her and she didn’t pick up but texted saying she’s getting dressed and would call me back later. Still no call.
Don’t know what her issue is and only thing I can think of is I haven’t offered a key to my new apt, but I told her they only gave me one key.
I completely give up on dating and women in general. I have no problems smashing women i dont give af about but the minute there's one I like I never seal the deal.
I'm honestly developing a low key hatred for ALL women outside of my family and that shyt aint healthy. Tired of pumping and dumping birds as Im a pro at that. But I seem to never get chose for for anything substantial. Despite the fact that I have no kids, own place/car/business etc. I think it's God's way of telling me I'm undeserving of anything real and it's my fault for all the dog shyt I did in my 20's.
It is what it is. Starting to feel like going asexual and putting myself on a forced celibacy is what I need. If I keep on putting myself out there, Im gonna turn into Crayola Coyote before the end of the year.
Scheduled some dentist and doctor's appointments to get my health maintained and on point. Just going to grab my new camera I just copped and do more traveling and photography until I figure out whats wrong with me.
Im throwing all the women I'm dealing with to the bushes while I try to get to the root cause of what's wrong with me and also to fight/control my male urges for something real with the opposite sex.

Yup I feel you, it’s like a jigsaw puzzle but you’re missing a few pieces to complete the puzzleI completely give up on dating and women in general. I have no problems smashing women i dont give af about but the minute there's one I like I never seal the deal.
I'm honestly developing a low key hatred for ALL women outside of my family and that shyt aint healthy. Tired of pumping and dumping birds as Im a pro at that. But I seem to never get chose for for anything substantial. Despite the fact that I have no kids, own place/car/business etc. I think it's God's way of telling me I'm undeserving of anything real and it's my fault for all the dog shyt I did in my 20's.
It is what it is. Starting to feel like going asexual and putting myself on a forced celibacy is what I need. If I keep on putting myself out there, Im gonna turn into Crayola Coyote before the end of the year.
Scheduled some dentist and doctor's appointments to get my health maintained and on point. Just going to grab my new camera I just copped and do more traveling and photography until I figure out whats wrong with me.
Im throwing all the women I'm dealing with to the bushes while I try to get to the root cause of what's wrong with me and also to fight/control my male urges for something real with the opposite sex.

That’s his way of saying he feels the same.All you did was quote my post breh.... dont see anything u wrote.![]()
I completely give up on dating and women in general. I have no problems smashing women i dont give af about but the minute there's one I like I never seal the deal.
I'm honestly developing a low key hatred for ALL women outside of my family and that shyt aint healthy. Tired of pumping and dumping birds as Im a pro at that. But I seem to never get chose for for anything substantial. Despite the fact that I have no kids, own place/car/business etc. I think it's God's way of telling me I'm undeserving of anything real and it's my fault for all the dog shyt I did in my 20's.
It is what it is. Starting to feel like going asexual and putting myself on a forced celibacy is what I need. If I keep on putting myself out there, Im gonna turn into Crayola Coyote before the end of the year.
Scheduled some dentist and doctor's appointments to get my health maintained and on point. Just going to grab my new camera I just copped and do more traveling and photography until I figure out whats wrong with me.
Im throwing all the women I'm dealing with to the bushes while I try to get to the root cause of what's wrong with me and also to fight/control my male urges for something real with the opposite sex.
So the girls you’re smashing are really that trash you can’t see yourself with them?
The girls you like, you just don’t get or you can’t get them to commit?
I feel you, sometimes I feel like crayola coyote too lmao, but I tried not saying too much of shyt he says.
At the end of the day I don’t see why you can’t keep smashing birds, it’s better than being alone fully.
Where are you meeting these girls?

Nah. The girls that Im smashing is just pure physical attraction. Personality wise I have not much in common with them. The ones I actually do like I think I come off as too eager and subconciously push em away, which resorts to me having to fall all the way back to maintain my dignity and self respect.
At this point I'd rather be alone than smashing birds. Ive done it for so long that it doesnt excite me anymore. I'd rather have someone that I have a genuine connection to.
I meet women mainly through dating apps. But I realize I need to go to places Im interested in and see whats out there. But once again, these past few years the juice hasnt been worth the squeeze.
Going forward if I do find someone I genuinely like, I have to calibrate my mind to act like I dont give af about her to get the results I want. But at this point, giving up altogether and focusing on the positives in my life and improving some personal things makes the most tangible sense to me.![]()
When do you eventually divulge your real profession?For birds at a pub/bar, they ain't getting nothing. For all they know, I'm a co-owner of a large Maple Syrup conglomerate. I'm there to be mysterious, smash, and network. Though what I've learned, vanity is everyone's favorite sin...can't tell you how many numbers I get thrown at me the minute I tell a bird I'm a photographer.