so we are back to what men want and what women what...and...what I want...
It's difficult to be dating in these days and times. We have a flip of the sexes and a grand chasm between the two and may the gods forbid, if you are a different species altogether.
Men want to be the pretty one and to be the star and the prize. The need constant reassurance they are accepted and feel they don't need to reciprocate anymore. You cannot imagine the amount of men I see who use women for money and possessions and seem just as much an epidemic as they claim the gold-digging hussies are. They lost their spine along the way and now, not request but demand you take a back seat not only to their damaged ego and "id" but also to their whim...fuck this!
Women are dowdy. We can't compete with the multi-million dollar industry of porn and plastic surgery and every wannabe boy-toy feels he deserves some disgusting twat of a whore who giggles at every bad joke and is there merely to be a place for him to store his cock and it's fluids when they get a jingle in their pants. I'm not just angry here. We want to be cherished as is. To be valued and some even want to be rescued and "kept"...I am bemused. We can't compete even with cash and most only manage to when their hubby had died off, and now, we have retirees fancying themselves up like they are grade "A" hustlers and rock stars.
I have talked about this shit before and no matter how many times I run through this material I still keep shaking my head. So where do I fit in? Where do I find happiness? I am told I am too headstrong and too "macho" for a real man...lols...and by their definition of a real man all I see are boys...grown up boys who require more care than an elderly lung patient and twice as ornery...
Happiness for me is a partner. A man who is capable of taking care of himself. Who can provide his own transportation but is secure enough to not feel slighted when I want to drive. He should pay his own way...and if he offers to pay mine and I refuse, accept my refusal. Don't push it with some false sense of security and self worth that it is "his job" to pay my way. If he feels slighted, suck it up (buttercup) and surprise me later with the money you would have spent by doing something with it. Don't have to spend it on me, but you can certainly do things together with me or go somewhere and if it is important enough to you, give me a memento.>NEWSFLASH: SPERM IS NOT A MEMENTO!<
Gift giving is sweet. It is a way of telling the person you love that you were thinking of them. No one said you had to go to Tiffany's (left hand-6.5 thin band, 7 wide; right hand-6.75 thin, 7.25 wide lols) but you could make something. Change my oil, while I make you cookies. I DO things to show I love someone. I don't just tell them. I make myself available and am willing to go places and do things I don't necessarily like because to do something I don't like with you is still better than to do something I do like alone, sometimes...Gift your time and skills. Be a man. Hold a door. I am sick of holding doors and angry I have them shut on me. Consideration is gone these days...Courtesy too...
Can't count how many times I have heard what they will watch, listen, go to, visit, do and what they won't. And I hear how they want special treatment because they are men. Who behave...like...women. I hear how I have to be considerate of their need to not this and that, food, entertainment, activity...but am expected to jump through flaming hoops of stupidity for them. And there is no motivation. None. AB-SO-FUCKING-LUTE-LY NONE! Things are so one-sided I feel like paying them when we have sex, just so they can really get a "grade" in the amount they are paid and see what a fool they are!
~Smart, ornery, strong-willed, strength-driven, physically limited but not painfully, endurable and enduring, independent, ethereal, agnostic (look it the fuck up), spiritual, anchored, tumultuous, aggressive, inquisitive, thoughtful in the truest sense of the word, contemplative, educated (still learning), passionate (beyond the fathomability of most of mankind), feral, balanced (with a little extra lean towards the darkness in her world), giving, sacrificing, learning and teaching, strict, reserved, brutal, open with the things that matter and few that do not and closed where I need to be, funny, pretty (for what I have), deserving whether you think so or not.~ I want these SAME qualities in you.
I dare you, come and get this. Don't be afraid of your worth, but don't tell me to devalue mine...~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves...
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