woo men. Is that really what we are? Those who woo men or “wife man” as some researchers say? I like to think we have evolved from the origin of the name that titles our gender. Though today I looked around and saw few that have. The constant vulnerability with ignorance and hope that a man can save “her” is so completely common, where I live anyway. I know my somewhat misandry posts would give the impression that I’m pro-woman, but not this type of woman. I don’t despise her, nor do I pity her for very long. I flip-flop on my ideas about her. I feel like representing myself as a woman of strength and courage for her and a vision of independence so she can see what is possible. Other days I falter and feed into it because too much honesty for her would crush her simplistic and un-evolved pretty little brain. Then what would she do? Is there a solution to this madness?
It sucks mostly because I see a woman I would love to bring home and then she opens her mouth and a bunch of gibberish comes out that makes it painfully obvious she is in such denial about herself and her desires that I can’t fuck with such innocence or ignorance. Then I do feel a little sorry for her. I really don’t like this. It puts such a damper on my fantasies and my own desires. I wish I wasn’t such a good person. I regret to take back the statement, “I should have been born a man” because I have too much heart to take advantage of a willing participant… Becuase these types are too socially ill to accept the consequences whether they realize it or not. A man would just fuck her and have plenty of ways to rationalize it.
It sucks to be better than men in this way, but it sucks even worse to be a woman like this too. Because the lost sadness for what is lacking is way to overwhelming and kills my sex drive.
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