For sure.. Men love idealistically, women love opportunistically..
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For sure.. Men love idealistically, women love opportunistically..
DeuceZ
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Three California teens arrested for rape that allegedly drove teen girl to suicide, parents demand justice - NY Daily News
As more and more stories like this come out I think feminists will push harder and more women will take advantage of false rape accusations. Not to say the girl in the link wasn't raped but often times in situations like this(IMO) rape accusations are made because they wake up and regret participating in drunken trains.Men really need to start being more careful when they go out partying because drunken sex between two people is being looked at as "rape culture" even when they both consent. RIP to the girl in the link, again I'm not saying she wasn't raped I'm saying situations like hers will be used to push an agenda
As more and more stories like this come out I think feminists will push harder and more women will take advantage of false rape accusations. Not to say the girl in the link wasn't raped but often times in situations like this(IMO) rape accusations are made because they wake up and regret participating in drunken trains.Men really need to start being more careful when they go out partying because drunken sex between two people is being looked at as "rape culture" even when they both consent. RIP to the girl in the link, again I'm not saying she wasn't raped I'm saying situations like hers will be used to push an agenda
Bumrush Bros.
THERES ONLY ENOUGH ROOM FOR 1 LIL MAMA STAN HERE
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From age 18-20 my partner number went from 1 to almost thirty. I snorted coke off some guys dikk because it was free (my lowest moment and turning point for me). I beat myself up for years because of the things I did, but really it's in the past, and I'm the person I am today because of it. Now I don't do any drugs, I watch my drinking, and I have only slept with 2 people in 4 years (both serious relationships). A lot of my friends didn't go off the deep end like me, and they are still doing crazy stuff, that I have no interest in being around. In someway it's been a blessing, because I got it out of my system and was able to move on fast.
Marry her brehs
Only 32 dikks have been in her and she's only 25
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I'm actually suppose to start a job in that department in about 2 weeks so ill probably see her around more...
And funny you mentioned the "lure you in easily" point, lol it definitely seems like that.....also gives vibes of "sugar mama" from the lady I met and the older intellectual female pawg that you came across....
We both could be ended up lured in easily lol because those women are experts
But if I play my cards right she could be a future sugar mama ......
relax I'm just joking
MBwithadream
All Star
CrossBones
Louder than words
theres a lot of that going on with men, and a lot of the music is also all about that. fabolous and ti has been basing their hit records around of what theyll buy for a woman. thats all reverse pimpin. its not even game by having a slick mouthpiece, or a man using his status to get a bytch. instead, its just them going out, looking up backpage hoookers, and buying expensive things for these whores. you dont even have to do all of that to sleep with them. they need to stop elevating these groupies, and stop treating them in every song. theyre acting like johns, straught up and down
on that note, I just heard this song. future is singing about "she got a million dollar p*ssyyyyyyyyy" who would even say something so simptastic ....
and so and so forth. so at the end of the track he starts crooning and getting real emotional talking about "I just want to touuuuuuch iiiiiit." this song seemed to personify the thirst. these men are practically on their knees begging for it.
nikki minaj of course made her appearance, and talked about being a diamond p*ssy princess who shyts out cupcakes or whatever she was sayin. lil wayne told us that if youre upset with your life, its because youre not fukking her p*ssy ...
the whole song was this whore entitlement, sappy, corny ass bytch made rap. and shyt is all over hip hop nowadays. sure, it was bad enough when you talk about all women are hoes, but nowadays tricking and simping over p*ssy is celebrated, and these same hoes from before are bordering on being worshipped. this is stupid. men are letting their little emotions come out so much these days over these women, and they dont know how to be a man about it.
they need to stop gassing these chicks heads up. the real trick is to talk highly of yourself, and not of a random female that thinks her p*ssy will let her get away with anything. thats ass kissing and simp shyt.
DaRealness
I think very deeply
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on that note, I just heard this song. future is singing about "she got a million dollar p*ssyyyyyyyyy" who would even say something so simptastic ....
and so and so forth. so at the end of the track he starts crooning and getting real emotional talking about "I just want to touuuuuuch iiiiiit." this song seemed to personify the thirst. these men are practically on their knees begging for it.
nikki minaj of course made her appearance, and talked about being a diamond p*ssy princess who shyts out cupcakes or whatever she was sayin. lil wayne told us that if youre upset with your life, its because youre not fukking her p*ssy ...
the whole song was this whore entitlement, sappy, corny ass bytch made rap. and shyt is all over hip hop nowadays. sure, it was bad enough when you talk about all women are hoes, but nowadays tricking and simping over p*ssy is celebrated, and these same hoes from before are bordering on being worshipped. this is stupid. men are letting their little emotions come out so much these days over these women, and they dont know how to be a man about it.
they need to stop gassing these chicks heads up. the real trick is to talk highly of yourself, and not of a random female that thinks her p*ssy will let her get away with anything. thats ass kissing and simp shyt.
nikkas have no integrity nowadays whatsoever You would think p*ssy is some unobtainable thing the way these nikkas talk about it
Poh SIti Dawn
Staying Positive, Getting Better Everyday. Holler!
Weird these last 2 days I'm sure these broads have been choosing. While me, playing my role, listening to some OB4CL, getting my criminology, "pardon my French but let me speak Italian" shyt on. I've just been in the cut like a fisherman in feudal Japan. I have my chemistry class on Tuesday and Thursday, Tuesday there was a girl sitting behind me, Thursday she's sitting in this girls spot sitting right next to me trying to chat me up. Today I seen a chick that I messed around with and she was mad at me before because I ditched her ass, now we were talking, but the vibes were so weird it's like she wanted to kiss but was being so awkward about saying goodbye that I just gave her a hug. Still put her ass in check as well. Then I walked away nonchalantly, as I will until I'm properly interested in a girl.
Poh SIti Dawn
Staying Positive, Getting Better Everyday. Holler!
Lol go for it man, I'd honestly not pay these bytches any mind though, they all want attention.I'm actually suppose to start a job in that department in about 2 weeks so ill probably see her around more...
And funny you mentioned the "lure you in easily" point, lol it definitely seems like that.....also gives vibes of "sugar mama" from the lady I met and the older intellectual female pawg that you came across....
We both could be ended up lured in easily lol because those women are experts
But if I play my cards right she could be a future sugar mama ......
Poh SIti Dawn
Staying Positive, Getting Better Everyday. Holler!
theres a lot of that going on with men, and a lot of the music is also all about that. fabolous and ti has been basing their hit records around of what theyll buy for a woman. thats all reverse pimpin. its not even game by having a slick mouthpiece, or a man using his status to get a bytch. instead, its just them going out, looking up backpage hoookers, and buying expensive things for these whores. you dont even have to do all of that to sleep with them. they need to stop elevating these groupies, and stop treating them in every song. theyre acting like johns, straught up and down
I have some experience with older women. the thing I noticed most about them, is that they know how to hide their problems better than younger girls. theyre not much different underneath all of that. deep down, they can still act like little girls, and you can make them feel young and giddy. on the plus side, they might know how to treat you like a man is supposed to be treated. on the other hand, they may be bitter, manipulative, and with kids. a lot of what they present might just be a well practiced act.
still, if you can get a cool, easy going older woman with her head in check and who respects you as a man, thenbut to take them seriously
Why is it that only black music talks about tricking tremendously?
Yeah man lol don't worry, I think I'm not getting involved with anyone anytime soon. How would you pull an older woman tho? I might need a PUAs help.
"Women have much more power in relationships than men do. Not just by social convention (which, believe me, is power enough), not just because others are more sympathetic to their side of any story (which, believe me, is also more than power enough), but via the full weight and majesty of the law.
Let us construct, in our heads, a hypothetical scenario. I shall use you and I as examples, just give some sense of the impact of these events on people's lives. Let us suppose that we meet, by chance, in some gathering place in some city where, at some time in the future, we both reside. I am tall, handsome, muscular, well-dressed, and confident; you are pretty, intelligent, charming, and you get my jokes. Nature takes its course.
About a year later, you decide that I am a good catch, the best of your available options, and you would like to be married. You drop hints, but I demur. I like you well enough, but you want children and I do not. Not to mention that I am still considering my options and am unready to enter into any sort of lifelong pact. (This is the branch point. This is where we tell the story of what you could legally do, were you so inclined.)
You simply stop taking your birth control pills, without a word to me. This is not a crime, because legally, I have no right to know. They are your pills, and it is your body. After a couple of attempts which I did not know were attempts, you become pregnant. You may have attempted with other men as well. Let's leave that matter unresolved for the moment. You do not tell me until you start to show. This is also perfectly legal.
Once I figure things out, I offer to pay for half the termination procedure. You decline to undergo one. This, too, is legal. The law allows you the "right to choose". I, however, have no such right. I do a little snooping, and discover unused quantities of birth control pills in the bathroom cabinet. Since they come in those neatly dated little wheel-things, I am easily able to deduce the exactly day you stopped. I terminate our sexual relationship post-haste. You are angry and accuse me of putting you in this delicate situation and then abandoning you. I demur, arguing that you placed yourself in this situation. Negotiations deteriorate. I demand a paternity test, not feeling very trusting at this point. You refuse. You can do that. You have the legal right, it's your body, I cannot force you to undergo amniocentesis. You give birth to a daughter, and name her Zoe. I am named on the birth certificate as the father, simply because mine was the name you gave when they asked. I was not even there. Now, I have refused to marry you. I still have that right, in most situations. (Look up "common-law" marriage, a law that allows a woman to force a man to marry her.)
So you legally demand that I provide you with the benefits of marriage anyway, to wit, a large portion of my income. You have the legal right to do this. It's called "child support". In court, I demand a paternity test, but am denied one. You see, because I offered to pay for an abortion, I acknowledged the child as mine. And my name is on the certificate. And, most important of all, the very court that is ruling on the matter receives a cut of all child support payments. (Bet you didn't know that, did you?) Legally, the money is for Zoe, but the checks come to you, in your name. You can spend them however you like, with no oversight whatsoever.
I'm not even sure Zoe is mine. Now I'm in a bad situation. But the story does not end here. The tanking economy causes budget cuts, and my cushy job as an engineer at a major defense contractor is lost. The only thing thing I can find to replace it is a job hawking cell-phones in one of those mall kiosks. This is not, however, grounds for reducing my child-support payments. The initial amount of them was determined by my income at the time, but legally, they are a right belonging to Zoe, and determined by Zoe's need, so my income is not a factor.
Now I cannot pay. I am a "deadbeat dad", according to society. And the newspaper my photo is published in. And the website my picture is posted on. My failure to pay tanks my credit rating, too, with all its attendant woes. The economy loosens up a bit, and I reapply to my old firm. They're keen to hire me, but they can't. With a record of delinquent child support payments, I cannot pass the background check. Now my career is blighted, too. Many years have passed at this point, and I'm in deep trouble. Broke, no career prospects, poor credit, spotty criminal record (failure to pay child support is a misdemeanor in some jurisdictions), depressed, no means or confidence to attract another woman even if I could ever trust one again.
But the story doesn't end here.
Desperate, I manage to find some pretext to visit you, and I steal some of Zoe's hair from her hairbrush in the bathroom. I pay for a lab test out of my meager remaining resources. Zoe isn't mine. I take you to court, and lose. Yes, lose. Because I had already been paying child support, I am the publicly acknowledged father. (If you do not believe this could possibly happen, I sympathize. It's crazy. But google "joseph michael ocasio" and prepare to be shocked.) Okay, end of scenario.
Look where we are. My life is indeed ruined. At no point did I have any power to stop it (except by remaining celibate my entire life). At every point, what you did, you had the legal right to do. You didn't have to "get away" with anything. You could write a book about it, and nothing would change, because it was all legal. The only thing protecting most men from this fate is nothing but women's lack of inclination to do this. They are entirely in her power.
Would you accept being in an 1700's-style marriage, where your husband owned everything, and had the legal right to beat you, simply because he was a "nice guy and wouldn't do that"? That is precisely what men are being asked, no, expected, to accept. Is it any wonder we are distrustful and suspicious to the point of paranoia? It's our only defense. The law will not protect us. The law is against us, straight down the line. Think about it. Try to imagine how that might feel.
tl;dr: When a man rapes a woman, it is against the law. When a woman rapes a man, the law is the instrument she uses."
Let us construct, in our heads, a hypothetical scenario. I shall use you and I as examples, just give some sense of the impact of these events on people's lives. Let us suppose that we meet, by chance, in some gathering place in some city where, at some time in the future, we both reside. I am tall, handsome, muscular, well-dressed, and confident; you are pretty, intelligent, charming, and you get my jokes. Nature takes its course.
About a year later, you decide that I am a good catch, the best of your available options, and you would like to be married. You drop hints, but I demur. I like you well enough, but you want children and I do not. Not to mention that I am still considering my options and am unready to enter into any sort of lifelong pact. (This is the branch point. This is where we tell the story of what you could legally do, were you so inclined.)
You simply stop taking your birth control pills, without a word to me. This is not a crime, because legally, I have no right to know. They are your pills, and it is your body. After a couple of attempts which I did not know were attempts, you become pregnant. You may have attempted with other men as well. Let's leave that matter unresolved for the moment. You do not tell me until you start to show. This is also perfectly legal.
Once I figure things out, I offer to pay for half the termination procedure. You decline to undergo one. This, too, is legal. The law allows you the "right to choose". I, however, have no such right. I do a little snooping, and discover unused quantities of birth control pills in the bathroom cabinet. Since they come in those neatly dated little wheel-things, I am easily able to deduce the exactly day you stopped. I terminate our sexual relationship post-haste. You are angry and accuse me of putting you in this delicate situation and then abandoning you. I demur, arguing that you placed yourself in this situation. Negotiations deteriorate. I demand a paternity test, not feeling very trusting at this point. You refuse. You can do that. You have the legal right, it's your body, I cannot force you to undergo amniocentesis. You give birth to a daughter, and name her Zoe. I am named on the birth certificate as the father, simply because mine was the name you gave when they asked. I was not even there. Now, I have refused to marry you. I still have that right, in most situations. (Look up "common-law" marriage, a law that allows a woman to force a man to marry her.)
So you legally demand that I provide you with the benefits of marriage anyway, to wit, a large portion of my income. You have the legal right to do this. It's called "child support". In court, I demand a paternity test, but am denied one. You see, because I offered to pay for an abortion, I acknowledged the child as mine. And my name is on the certificate. And, most important of all, the very court that is ruling on the matter receives a cut of all child support payments. (Bet you didn't know that, did you?) Legally, the money is for Zoe, but the checks come to you, in your name. You can spend them however you like, with no oversight whatsoever.
I'm not even sure Zoe is mine. Now I'm in a bad situation. But the story does not end here. The tanking economy causes budget cuts, and my cushy job as an engineer at a major defense contractor is lost. The only thing thing I can find to replace it is a job hawking cell-phones in one of those mall kiosks. This is not, however, grounds for reducing my child-support payments. The initial amount of them was determined by my income at the time, but legally, they are a right belonging to Zoe, and determined by Zoe's need, so my income is not a factor.
Now I cannot pay. I am a "deadbeat dad", according to society. And the newspaper my photo is published in. And the website my picture is posted on. My failure to pay tanks my credit rating, too, with all its attendant woes. The economy loosens up a bit, and I reapply to my old firm. They're keen to hire me, but they can't. With a record of delinquent child support payments, I cannot pass the background check. Now my career is blighted, too. Many years have passed at this point, and I'm in deep trouble. Broke, no career prospects, poor credit, spotty criminal record (failure to pay child support is a misdemeanor in some jurisdictions), depressed, no means or confidence to attract another woman even if I could ever trust one again.
But the story doesn't end here.
Desperate, I manage to find some pretext to visit you, and I steal some of Zoe's hair from her hairbrush in the bathroom. I pay for a lab test out of my meager remaining resources. Zoe isn't mine. I take you to court, and lose. Yes, lose. Because I had already been paying child support, I am the publicly acknowledged father. (If you do not believe this could possibly happen, I sympathize. It's crazy. But google "joseph michael ocasio" and prepare to be shocked.) Okay, end of scenario.
Look where we are. My life is indeed ruined. At no point did I have any power to stop it (except by remaining celibate my entire life). At every point, what you did, you had the legal right to do. You didn't have to "get away" with anything. You could write a book about it, and nothing would change, because it was all legal. The only thing protecting most men from this fate is nothing but women's lack of inclination to do this. They are entirely in her power.
Would you accept being in an 1700's-style marriage, where your husband owned everything, and had the legal right to beat you, simply because he was a "nice guy and wouldn't do that"? That is precisely what men are being asked, no, expected, to accept. Is it any wonder we are distrustful and suspicious to the point of paranoia? It's our only defense. The law will not protect us. The law is against us, straight down the line. Think about it. Try to imagine how that might feel.
tl;dr: When a man rapes a woman, it is against the law. When a woman rapes a man, the law is the instrument she uses."