ok here is a specific example for u
i been taking my dog outside...see a guy looking...i smile...he smiles....more looking...then thats it...i keep it moving
does that scenario help clarify?
it's like they want to tell their friends, "he's weird... trying to hold my door open like i'm crippled," but when they tell their moms what happened, moms be like,
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i'll tell you what has increased my pussy rate tho...
when i go out with my lady (CELL PHONES LEFT IN THE CAR), younger broads be looking at how i hold her door open, pull out her chair, smile, ACTUALLY TALK AND HOLD A CONVERSATION WITH HER, hold her hand, touch her face, etc. one broad even said, "y'all look like y'all REALLY love each other."
well, what i do is double back alone to those same spots and you'd be surprised at how many of them remember me as, "that romantic guy." one just walked up and asked for my number without me saying a word.
i'm not talking just about fucking tho.
these broads don't wanna hear, "no" to NOTHING. it's like they expect, "yes," to EVERY fucking request they make, and if you say no...
pussy is off the table.
mouth is stuck out, poked out.
arms crossed
mean mugging, etc.
i call it the, "princess syndrome."
she went defensive QUICK... making posts about how nice she is, how she's not a demanding bitch, how she's easy to get along with, etc.
i'm her brother, and i'm telling you... ain't nobody buying that shit. my sister is a crazy, demanding, never-satisfied, "ain't no nicca good enough for me" whiny bitch about 75% of the time.
everybody knows why she's looking for hubby #3 at 48 yrs old.
Sound like she complaining about not getting gender based entitlements.
that's what I got out of it, I mean shit the second sentence ends with "there are no free drinks"
she dont owe u anything.. i seen n**guhz curse out females cos the females wasnt givin them time of day..bitch shit soft n**guhz
world sea of fish .. 
homie is a bit soft too.. why follow her after she reacts rudely?,u just turn around and keep pushing...
they want it all, dude... EVERYTHING.
btw, none of us have enough to satisfy them... bc guess what? they're never satisfied.
Like you said fam they're never satisfied, I'll just keep running my game like I've been doing
homie is a bit soft too.. why follow her after she reacts rudely?,u just turn around and keep pushing...
also u can tell shawty is young and feeling herself still , she's testing out her wings on how far she can give n**guhz attitude ..simple science
u know the type.. that go to the club to see how many N**guhz she can turn down
Pretty much! Between this article and the ones about "street harassment" you're pretty much damned if you do and damned if you don't
because dudes, a descent dude, does not want to be labeled as a sexual harasser.
women are only comfortable with advances from men that THEY FEEL are worthy of approaching them.
it's like this...
as a man, you should ALREADY know your league, and by reading her mind, you should already know that you should NEVER approach her... bc you're not her type.
i guess they don't know men... bc ALL of us (that like pussy) are going to look.
If men are that bad in her words, maybe she should become a lesbian and start dating women.
It’s Not That I Can’t Find A Man To Love Me, I Can’t Find A Man I Love
She must be alone because something’s wrong with her…
There’s a fallacy women need to “attract” men. They need the perfect skirt, tempting lipstick and a good blowout. They need to be poised and intelligent, alluring and girlish. They need to be funny and witty, but not overly obnoxious.
It’s the woman who needs to fit the mold of man’s dream girl; it’s the woman who must capture the love of a man.
Fortunately, this isn’t how it works — at least, not for all the strong women I know. By contrast, women who love themselves aren’t looking to attain a certain standard or to fit a specific mold. They aren’t dressing up their sexuality and dressing down their thoughts.
They know who they are and, unfortunately for all those men out there looking for a susceptible piece of clay to mold in their calloused hands, they already love themselves.
The problem, though, is they can’t seem to find a man they’re ready to love. A man who fits their standards and their ideas of a perfect partner.
A man who interests and allures them. A man they find worthy of their time and attention.
This is the new dilemma: The plight of the single woman. It’s no longer her problem, but his problem. No longer are women single because something is wrong with them. No longer do women feel alone because they’re undesirable or unattractive.
Women are alone because no one else is good enough.
“I’m not worried about impressing you; I’m worried about you impressing me.”
I don’t just know myself; I love myself. I’m at a point in my life where I no longer second-guess every move and every thought. I have taken the time to find out who I am and what I believe — now, if only I could find a man with the same self-awareness.
Unfortunately, I’m only finding boys with about as much character and depth as the hero of their favorite action movie.
I need a man who isn’t in the middle of an identity crisis. A man who has a sense of worth without being an arrogant assh*le.
A man who isn’t going to just mimic my actions or bail because he can’t handle a woman who has more strength of character than he does. As of now, this man does not exist.
“I’m not worried about my views; I’m worried about yours.”
I know who I am and what I’m about. You, however, I’m not so sure. I know what I stand for and what I believe. I have my ardent opinions and my unwavering views.
I’m not looking for someone with the same ones, but someone with views I can respect and learn from.
I don’t want a man who can’t hold a conversation with me. I don’t want a man who doesn’t have opinions on death, love and global warming.
I want a man who’ll challenge and ignite passion and a fire in my soul. Someone who’s dedicated and inspired.
“I’m not worried about my baggage; I’m worried about yours.”
I have my sh*t under control. I have my baggage, like everyone else, but I can carry mine. I’m strong enough to bring it around without letting it weigh me down.
I’m not pulling it 5 miles behind me, tripping over it and refusing to admit it’s sitting right there.
I need a man who doesn’t come with 20 pounds of sh*t. A man who isn’t going to be thinking about his wounds and his losses. I need a man who is present, a man who learns from the past, not just drags it along.
“I’m not worried about being alone; I’m worried about being with the wrong person.”
I can handle being alone; I like being alone. I’d rather be alone than acquiesce to the standards of the lonely and insecure. I stand on my own, proudly and without fear.
I won’t enter a relationship just for the sake of it — like those women who don’t know what they want so they settle for what they see.
I won’t settle for some man just because he’s better than no man. I need passion, fire and the assurance this relationship is almost as good as the one with myself — and it’s a hard standard to meet.
“I’m not worried about my performance, I’m worried about yours.”
I’m not worried about how I’m doing or if the night went well. I’m no longer asking my friends if I did it right or if he thinks I’m not good in bed. I’m tired of wondering if it was good for them; it’s always good for them.
What about me? What about my needs? What about making me feel the way I make you feel?
I’m looking for a man who doesn’t quit when he’s finished. I need a man who keeps going because he finds pleasure in mine — a man who doesn’t think sex is finished when he’s satisfied.
http://elitedaily.com/dating/not-cant-find-man-love-cant-find-man-love/956734/
If men are that bad in her words, maybe she should become a lesbian and start dating women.
ok here is a specific example for u
i been taking my dog outside...see a guy looking...i smile...he smiles....more looking...then thats it...i keep it moving
does that scenario help clarify?
Shit I will not lie these chicks got me scared.
I feel they pretty much they get hit on everyday and some just tired of guys approaching them.
One day I got off work, I worked the late night shift so it was early morning stopped in a store before I hit home to pick up a little something. This black chick was in aisle I was walking down to get what I wanted. She was dressed like she just got out of bed, I was wearing my manager gear slacks, dress shirt, tie, tie clip you know looking fresh
Well we are about to cross paths now I would never holla at this chick wasn't feeling her like that but I was going to be nice since we both gave each other eye contact. Damn man as soon as we walked up to each other to pass I started the hey head nod and was about to say good morning man this chick rolled her eyes at me like "dude don't even try to holla"
I was just trying to be friendly man
but that mofo gives the best BJ's i've ever had in my life x 50. 
It’s Not That I Can’t Find A Man To Love Me, I Can’t Find A Man I Love
This is the new dilemma: The plight of the single woman. It’s no longer her problem, but his problem. No longer are women single because something is wrong with them. No longer do women feel alone because they’re undesirable or unattractive.
Women are alone because no one else is good enough.
“I’m not worried about impressing you; I’m worried about you impressing me.”
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face.
was at Ross and saw an older woman (60's) struggling with the front end of a trunk she was carrying, then saw a younger woman carrying the other end. older woman looked like her spine was about to snap. i asked her: "ma'am, would you like some help with that?" she looked relieved and happy and said yes, but simul-fucking-taneously the younger chick said NO emphatically. i looked at the older woman, whose face was that of a person seeing the last bus for the night leaving her bus stop before she made it there.
some of these young birds dont know how bad they fuckin up THEIR game.
but some do and behave...keep hope alive.
Shit I will not lie these chicks got me scared.
I feel they pretty much they get hit on everyday and some just tired of guys approaching them.
One day I got off work, I worked the late night shift so it was early morning stopped in a store before I hit home to pick up a little something. This black chick was in aisle I was walking down to get what I wanted. She was dressed like she just got out of bed, I was wearing my manager gear slacks, dress shirt, tie, tie clip you know looking fresh
Well we are about to cross paths now I would never holla at this chick wasn't feeling her like that but I was going to be nice since we both gave each other eye contact. Damn man as soon as we walked up to each other to pass I started the hey head nod and was about to say good morning man this chick rolled her eyes at me like "dude don't even try to holla"
I was just trying to be friendly man
dude, you're taking that scenario the wrong way.
i had something similar happen to me, and my sister straightened me out about it.
see, it wasn't that she didn't think YOU were good enough to step to her. she gave you the stank face bc she was dressed-down and wasn't feeling like she was ready to be approached.
women like to be approached when they are all dolled-up. all that fake hair and make-up gives them confidence. or another way to look at it... they can't see their own beauty unless is covered-up by some artificial bullshit.
broads want to fool you into being attracted... thru cosmetics. it's the "fake reality" world they live in. the shit is past pitiful.
ready but to kill a potential situation with ur insecurity is a cop out ..shawty in that video was totally dolled up and ready to mingle..shawties in clubs on the streets all dolled up and still got shitty 'tudes ..whats their excuse?
