Originally Posted by JD10367
According to "It's A Wonderful Life", every time a bell rings, an angel gets their wings. In a similar fashion, every time I open this thread, a brain cell dies. And I didn't have that many to begin with, so I can't spare them. But I can't help myself. It's like watching a train wreck, if the engineer had drank a gallon of antifreeze and set himself on fire and then crashed the train into an AIDS tree. It's fascinating watching you bounce from:
-"woe is me" 40-year-old-virgin nutless wimpery, to
-total asshole, treats-women-like-sperm-receptacles douchebaggery of the highest proportions, to
-closet homo who needs to come out.
Your problem is that all three of those need different things. The first part of you needs a girlfriend you can worship and buy things for and do things with and "make love to". The second part of you needs a total slut who you can just "have sex with". And the third part of you needs a guy with a big schlong, a set of furry handcuffs and a Gimp-style rubber-ball mouth-gag. If you would just make up your mind as to which one of those is the real you, then you'd know which of the three to target your attentions on. The reason it's been a futile endeavor for you is because you haven't focused on what exactly you need. Pick one. Good girl, bad slut, or Rob Halford from Judas Priest. Pick on, and then go f**king get it already.
Interesting analysis, but I'm none of those things.
I'm just a nice guy who secretly talks about girls like an asshole on the internet. In person I'm afraid to even drop an f-bomb...unless they do it first.