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from Aaron in NYC:
do you honestly believe that men are going to be tricked because there’s a image file with the post? when we click the link and see a picture of a cartoon, or some other crap that you pulled off the internet that is NOT you, we just lose all interest. either post a real picture or do not post any image at all. thanks.
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Women are destroying humanity. – and this dude wonders why he’s single, posting this shit…
That’s right, women are destroying humanity. Eventually us men are going to give up and let you take over. Then it will absolutely be the end of humanity. What makes you think it is alright to destroy the rest of a man’s life because he cheated on you. You were not having sex with him in the first place. How many times could you take your husband telling you “No” about something you really wanted to do? I am not saying that cheating is not wrong, because it is. But him cheating on you does not destroy the rest of your life. So why destroy his?
I hear all the time “women deserve this, that, this, that, this, that……” but when it comes time to work for what you deserve, less than half of you are willing to get your hands dirty. Why do you think you deserve anything if your not willing to work for it? The reason why men run things, is because we have bleed for that privilege. Just like you get to decide whether or not you want an abortion because YOU are the ones giving birth, not us. You say you want to be treated as equals to men. Why? We are not equal. Men cannot have babies or produce breast milk. I’m not saying women should be stuck at home as house wives, but you can do so many things that we physically cannot do. We used to have standing up and peeing, but now there are little cone/cup things that let you do that. But if you want to be treated like an equal, why would you expect us to still hold the door for you, give you our seat, buy a diamond engagement ring…and all that other crap? Seriously. I hear women at work talking about how unfair the world is because they are not treated equal to men. Then the same women say they won’t marry a man unless he gives them the “right” ring.
Then I hear women complain about how hard their life has been. How they have been through this and that and they just need a break. Well guess what, just we have dicks doesn’t mean we don’t experience hardships too. My own personal life has been hard, harder than most. But I am alive, I have a good job, the people I love are healthy and have above and beyond what they need. But I worked to get there.
If a man cries in a restaurant saying he doesn’t have money, the owner will call the cops. If it’s a woman, he buys her dinner.
Like I said…. women are getting more and more control over things. Women are emotional and most do not take the time to logically think something through. Most make rash decisions based upon those emotions… but like I said, they are becoming the one who control the way things are running. And soon enough, they will control most things if not all. And humanity will be lost. It is scary.
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The reason we are here, most of us at least, is that we think there is some ideal person on here, someone attractive, normal, fun, stable, someone unlike the thousands of people we walk past every day, take a quick glance and move on. But we know there isnt. It is an escape though, and a fine time, reading ads, responding, writing and hitting the backspace button and rewriting something we know will just come off brilliantly, witty, sarcastic. We will pen the perfect post, and find our perfect person, at least we hope we will. Maybe we tried this before, we talked a couple of times, made a nervous phone call, decided on a place to meet. We tried to act like it was no big deal but we spend the next week wondering what are we doing meeting a fucking stranger from Craigslist. And then we do it again. maybe thats all we are looking for, amusement for a night. Some attention maybe, something different, someone new. There are things to talk about: a new restaurant, an obscure band, maybe you will make fun of the hipster girl sitting across the way who just happens to look and feel just like you. And its all one big fat lie. Where does it end, this cycle?
via the wayward craiglist illusion m4w – w4m.
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