"I had wanted to comment on an old RationalMale theme about the reality between a man and a woman is that man is actually the prize. She gives something that actually is nothing and in return she receives something that actually is rather substantive.
What you get from her is nothing, you get to rub some of your body parts on her body parts, and for this privilege you pay a considerable price. Anything else is some love projection that you seek on the part of conditioning, some love pat on the head, some attaboy.
What, are you going to be friends with her? Is she some trusted partner, some great confidant, someone who will faithfully look out for your best interest?
Or is she a fukking parasite that sucks worth and value from you? Someone that constantly imposes costs, conditions, impositions, demands, criteria, something rented, leased, compensated for its time?
So instead of the falling into trap of the feminine imperative, that she is the value and you must justify yourself to her, you step back a view the real and actual cost of her and demand that she provide real and actual value to you that is a reasonable exchange for the reality of the true and actual value that you provide as opposed to the ephemeral, transient nothing value of her.
This is an old Rational Idea. You are the prize."
literally came out the blue hatin on every female that i knew and even publicly gave them attitude for no reason
bytch i dont even know yo last name, the fukk is you doin"
