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I blew it hard. Crashed, burned and still flaming. Had it perfect. Friends for years. Super smoking hot, one out of my league if she were a stranger. Things turned unexpectedly in my favor, out from left field suddenly things get super hot with us, nothing physical, just talking. I crash, boom, burn.

2 months later. Old flame, same sort of situation. Unexpectedly things shift high gear. Casual talk suddenly turns into discussions that could fundamentally change my life. Our life. It was perfect, happening too perfect. Then it happened. I crashed, boom, burn.

What did I do? The only thing I did wrong in all of this mess was telling them I got the fee-fees. The one effing thing not to do. The cardinal rule. The thing that I already knew not to do but I still did it. dumb dumb dumb. Don't ever tell them you got the fee-fees before they do. Now I lost them both lol. Not a chance in high hell to ever recover. And the wild part? I never started it.

I blew it hard. Crashed, burned and still flaming. Had it perfect. Friends for years. Super smoking hot, one out of my league if she were a stranger. Things turned unexpectedly in my favor, out from left field suddenly things get super hot with us, nothing physical, just talking. I crash, boom, burn. 2 months later. Old flame, same sort of situation. Unexpectedly things shift high gear. Casual talk suddenly turns into discussions that could fundamentally change my life. Our life. It was perfect, happening too perfect. Then it happened. I crashed, boom, burn. What did I do? The only thing I did wrong in all of this mess was telling them I got the fee-fees. The one effing thing not to do. The cardinal rule. The thing that I already knew not to do but I still did it. dumb dumb dumb. Don't ever tell them you got the fee-fees before they do. Now I lost them both lol. Not a chance in high hell to ever recover. And the wild part? I never started it.

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[–] • 4 pts

Guy I know was dating a pro football cheerleader. Bitch was crazy. he told me he fucked her on the side of the highway on the hood of his car once as cars drove by and honked their horns.

he saw her for a few months. On his birthday she came over and was fucking him on his couch and he said "I love you". She stopped and said " what did you say?". he repeated himself.

She got up , arranged her clothes, and walked out. he never saw her again!

[–] • 4 pts (edited )

The concept of submitting to love is frankly a feminine emotion. Saying that is basically like saying "I want to be the woman now".

The strength of a man is defined by his mental prowess in that he has the strength to control his emotions, including emotional attachments; love for instance.

[–] • 1 pt

Proves right there women are like niggers, all about muhdik.

[–] • 4 pts

Why waste your time with the body that's attached to the dick if that body is too weak to control their emotion?

Women want to procreate with the very best seed that they can. Simple as.

[–] • 0 pt

Really? How do we explain coal burning?