Anyway, just want women around me to understand, you need to start aspiring towards financial independence with the exact same urgency society wants you to aspire towards marriage.
Girls will suffer unearthly tragedies and actually still run errands the same day with a smile on their face but if a man's parents divorce when he is 12 he will unleash his wraťh on the world for the rest of his life
Girl I’m bored let’s talk about our perceptions of the conflict that shifted our dynamic & reach a point of understanding instead of keeping quiet and resenting each other forever
something that really confused me as a kid was the fact that there’s a dragon in a book named eragon and then a giant spider in harry potter named aragog and a hot guy in lord of the rings named aragorn
You’re walking down the aisle.
Everyone is watching you.
Everyone is there.
There’s a man up there.
That’s the man you’re going to sleep beside, eat with, and have sex with forever.
Every evening with him, every holiday, every waking moment, forever.
You’re going to have to watch TV with him, split chores with him, and live with him, forever.
That man: no one else. Forever. No one else you ever meet will be allowed to love you romantically or be intimate with you.
You’ll be expected to bear his children.
And you don’t love him, not really.
You don’t really like him. He’s not your best friend. He’s fine. Ok. Average. “In your league”. He already annoys you sometimes. He already has habits you hate. You already feel the twang of regret.
But it’s too late. Everyone is looking.
That? That’s my nightmare.
Not being alone with a cat, eating chips.
Parental 'sacrifice' is a myth. A child's wellbeing is a parent's responsibility, not a favour. Any sacrifice is yours to bear, not theirs to repay.
Raise them fully cognizant of your challenges but know that it's duty, not charity.
A timely Soviet joke:
A man comes to a newsstand every day, scans the front page, and leaves disappointed.
One day the vendor asks what he's looking for. The man says an obituary.
"But, Comrade, the obituaries are at the back." The man replies, "Not the one I’m looking for."
Tolerating always turns to resentment. At first, you call it patience, then love. But what it really is, is self-abandonment. Every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern, or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score. And eventually, the bill comes due.
I met a first daughter who told me she loves men who don’t just accept anything, men who don’t get bossed around, men who lead and she follows. Whats funny is, this babe loves to boss people around and when you don’t do what she says, her mood changes.
Made me understand something about first daughters, if you don’t lead, she will lead, and her leading makes you less attractive to her
The last memory he has of me is my insistence and intensity in trying to fix things.
My last memory of him is the indifference and coldness with which he treated me.
Funny how most restaurants are full of male chefs, but at home it's magically a woman's duty... basically when it's an unpaid job, it's for women. when it's profitable suddenly it is a man's passion.