What Did She Do For You?

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Talking with a couple of co-workers, they began talking about Valentine’s Day. One said he ordered flowers this morning and they arrived at her work today and it ONLY cost $100. The other said he’s taking his girl to a fancy dinner.

I asked them both “What did they do for you for Valentine’s Day?” They both had a kind of glazed look in their eyes before saying “Nothing.”

I finished with a “What a bulls~~~ holiday.” and did a metaphorical mic drop.

I’ll keep feeding ’em red pills, don’t worry.

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[HermitParticipant 1121]

Hey, I’m sure they got their second Wednesday of the month hand job just like its regularly scheduled!

I don't hate women. I just feel better when they're not around.

[Anonymous 7]

TheSpice wrote:

One said he ordered flowers this morning and they arrived at her work today and it ONLY cost $100.

For f~~~ing flowers?
Flowers are just pretty weeds.

Tell that silly sumbitch that next year he should spend a $100 on a really good pocket knife for himself.

[Anonymous 54]

I think they mostly do it out fear of what will happen if they dont.

[Anonymous 12]

What did they do? They turned up. That is basically all women think they have to do now.

[AttonParticipant]

It’s international mgtow day.

A MGTOW is a man who is not a woman's bitch!

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Atton wrote:

It’s international mgtow day.

You’re goddamn right!

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[black_knightParticipant 2602]

Anonymous wrote:

I think they mostly do it out fear of what will happen if they dont.

That makes cucksimps even more contemptible.

[Old BuckParticipant 3596]

That’s hilarious. Great ending with the mic drop.

By the way, I like the Dune reference. One of my favorite movies. It’s a classic.
The remake was horrible.

Watch out for the bene gesserit witches, young human!
Now pull your dick out of the pain box and go your own way 🙂

Don't chase tail. Turn yours around, walk away, and live free!

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Old Buck wrote:

By the way, I like the Dune reference. One of my favorite movies. It’s a classic.
The remake was horrible.

I tried watching The Children of Dune and it just didn’t sit well with me. I’ll stick with the original, I don’t even want to know about a remake. Lol!

Old Buck wrote:

Watch out for the bene gesserit witches, young human!
Now pull your dick out of the pain box and go your own way

BWAHAHAHA! That’s classic! I’m stealing that if you don’t mind.

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[Old BuckParticipant 3596]

I don’t mind at all.

I have to watch that movie again.
It is amazing how movies can change and have different meanings after swallowing a few red pills.

Don't chase tail. Turn yours around, walk away, and live free!

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Old Buck wrote:

I don’t mind at all.

I have to watch that movie again.
It is amazing how movies can change and have different meanings after swallowing a few red pills.

That is the f~~~ing truth! Sometimes for better, sometimes for worse! I still think we need a kind of movie/tv show database for MGTOW.

Your quote is now in my sig. Lol!

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[Billy&The CloneasaurusParticipant]

If the answer to this question isn’t “anal”, it’s time to move on

The answer, is no.

[TheSpiceParticipant 2644]

Billy&The Cloneasaurus wrote:

If the answer to this question isn’t “anal”, it’s time to move on

I never gave a s~~~ about anal.

"I've been thinking about what it would be like if we got back together."
"You know it's too late for that."

[Sky-OParticipant 18936]

There was one that did alot for me –

Over the course of an 18 month journey into hell and back.

She narcissistically built me up into a pseudo, false and almost mythological like being. One that as being just a man, I could never actually be. But that was not the point. She required a man that was Superior to any she had known before. And despite the fact that no man, including myself could live up to her fantasy based ideal –

She convinced herself that I was. And I enjoyed that role as long as I allowed myself to block out objective reality and become a co-conspirator in her own self delusion.

She gave me incredible emotional highs. All based on her own self absorbed need to believe I was what she wanted. I knowingly continued the charade, unaware of the risks involved. Along with those highs came the well orchestrated and planned lows, when she was not happy and I was not living up to the artificial and unobtainable ideal that she set and the standards that few men would willingly agree too. It was during those times, she took away what she had given prior. And did so easily, mechanically and with no empathy. She was in control and I was a prisoner in a cell that was not locked but I refused to leave.

She gave me some of the most passionate and porn induced sexual experiences of my life. When our bodies merged in a primitive, almost uncontrolled union where time and space collided on those nights and we were reaching out for the next orgasm as if our lives depended on it. And I took her clit to the next level of orgasmic evolution.

She took me to a dark place on that journey. As dark and empty as her eyes that we’re almost a warning or prelude of what was to come after we first met. It was in her eyes all along. They were a sign that she might have lacked a soul.

And I embraced that side of her. I nurtured it and wanted to try to heal her. Attempt to break through and find the last remaining fraction of humanity left within her that had been buried long before we had met. At times I could sense it was there.

I failed at that. I couldn’t heal her. And it became what I consider to be my greatest failure. One that towered over any success I had prior. Because my strength, commitment and love for an entity so evil came from somewhere inside me that was born of strength. Most other men would have walked away sooner.

She was my dark angel. . .

I eventually walked away. Condemned to roam this Earth , in what I thought would be, half a life without her.

But like a phoenix rising up from the ashes, I was eventually awakened and reborn in the flames. Stronger, wiser, battered but unbound.

And the final phase of my evolution, which was only made possible because of that journey straight into hell and back became complete.

Ultimately. . .

That is what she did for me.

She was the fire that forged the steel of my soul in the aftermath of an experience that should have destroyed me.

That is all for now.

Peace,

SKY-0

[black_knightParticipant 2602]

^^^

On Sky-o’s note, there’ve been 3 women that cause seismic shifts in my awakening, and I’m the stronger MAN I am today because of the soulless s~~~ dished out to me.

One of my 3 fits Sky-o’s description. Though she gave me the most incredible ego highs, she also had the power at the click of the fingers to give me suicidal lows (I was blue pill, and lived for female validation).

[iMickey503Participant 12465]

Sky-O wrote:

She gave me incredible emotional highs. All based on her own self absorbed need to believe I was what she wanted. I knowingly continued the charade, unaware of the risks involved. Along with those highs came the well orchestrated and planned lows, when she was not happy and I was not living up to the artificial and unobtainable ideal that she set and the standards that few men would willingly agree too. It was during those times, she took away what she had given prior. And did so easily, mechanically and with no empathy. She was in control and I was a prisoner in a cell that was not locked but I refused to leave.

She gave me some of the most passionate and porn induced sexual experiences of my life. When our bodies merged in a primitive, almost uncontrolled union where time and space collided on those nights and we were reaching out for the next orgasm as if our lives depended on it. And I took her clit to the next level of orgasmic evolution.

She took me to a dark place on that journey. As dark and empty as her eyes that we’re almost a warning or prelude of what was to come after we first met. It was in her eyes all along. They were a sign that she might have lacked a soul.

And I embraced that side of her. I nurtured it and wanted to try to heal her. Attempt to break through and find the last remaining fraction of humanity left within her that had been buried long before we had met. At times I could sense it was there.

I failed at that. I couldn’t heal her. And it became what I consider to be my greatest failure. One that towered over any success I had prior. Because my strength, commitment and love for an entity so evil came from somewhere inside me that was born of strength. Most other men would have walked away sooner.

She was my dark angel. . .

I eventually walked away. Condemned to roam this Earth , in what I thought would be, half a life without her.

But like a phoenix rising up from the ashes, I was eventually awakened and reborn in the flames. Stronger, wiser, battered but unbound.

And the final phase of my evolution, which was only made possible because of that journey straight into hell and back became complete.

Ultimately. . .

That is what she did for me.

She was the fire that forged the steel of my soul in the aftermath of an experience that should have destroyed me.

That is all for now.

Peace,

SKY-0

This is what love really feels like. You get a high I bet not even drugs can touch. Makes you wonder why so many people do them.

I don’t save many posts. But this one? It just went all the way to 11.

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