The bad guy is usually hot, his bad behavior is perceived as confidence instead of arrogance by these low iq women that have no dad
As long as he gives her the tingles, looks good, he can do what he wants with her and she will love it. Until it ends badly ofc.Then she’s a victim
Once in a blue moon it’s fun to infiltrate girls night with my wife. You can drink 17 beers and no one once starts talking about killing themselves or some kind of great fire that cleanses the world. They got me doing Fiona Apple karaoke
Half of young men do not approach women, and the response to those men from women is often judgment.
"What are you afraid? That's not masculine, pussy. Shoot your shot. Step up."
That attitude is a massive part of why men don't approach. You're unapproachable.
Imagine President Eisenhower sending the U.S. Army's 101st Airborne Division into Little Rock, Arkansas in 1957 to force your children at gunpoint to live around people who act like this.
The woman in charge of Public Safety is doing a gang-related drive-by shooting. Sometimes you have to say it out loud to realize how crazy America is. We live under an inverse hierarchy Soviet Gay Race Communist bureaucracy where the dumbest, most spiteful people are given jobs.
>send potentially life changing risky text
>anxiously wait for her to text back
>pace around the room
>phone buzzes
>instantly check it like a trained dog
>it’s an email from chick-fil-a telling me they updated their privacy policy
Stay-at-home boyfriends are the future. This is what real feminism looks like. Women fought for the right to be wage slaves, and now they get to live out their dream. It’s time to step up and provide for their men.
A pivotal moment in every RW anon’s life is when, on your quest for answers about why things are the way they are and how the world works, you come across knowledge that has been hidden from you. You soak up everything you can find, and the more you learn, the more the world makes sense. Why nations fail, income inequality, crime rates, IQ, everything starts to click. You conclude that it must be the truth, or at the very least close to it. In the excitement of your discovery, you want to share it with everyone around you and explain how things actually work. You naively believe people want to know the truth. Once you start telling them, you are met with anger and denial. You’re confused, because you’re simply sharing knowledge that disproves their worldview, but the more you share, the more they resist and begin calling you names. That’s when you realize the truth doesn’t matter to the average person, and in a world built on lies, the truth is a dangerous thing to speak.
I have a delusionally strong belief that even with all my problems, if you gave me a kid right this second and forced me to raise it I would immediately lock in beyond comprehension and get every aspect of my life together to become the most excellent father possible.