SexyIncél
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- Aug 16, 2022
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[TW: violence, cucking, l*ve]
Ironically, on Valentine's I'm remembering relationships with gals who both demanded & dished out violence. I just looked at a study that said women perpetrated more "intimate partner violence" than guys. In my experience, at least half want you to inflict romantic/erotic violence onto them: simulated rape, etc. Some try provoking fights between you & other men on the street. When they can't express their emotions, they try punching your face as hard as they can, or scratch your neck. Some "playfully" touch you in incredibly uncomfortable ways — even in public!
They don't understand real violence. They're so shocked that hitting my jaw is useless. (Unaware that I roll my head, so it's like punching a falling leaf.) And their shock turns to horror when I constrain their bodies so they helplessly watch as I move my hand slooowly — stopping short before it touches them — demonstrating that I could tickle them at will. Or simply rip their face off
And that's nothing compared to the violence that the 3 possibly-armed guys she provoked could deploy onto me... then her
And then the emotional violence, OMFG! I've had the unusual luck, of never having been cheated on. (To my knowledge, at least. Even masculinity icon Andrew Tate was cheated on, so it's less shameful now anyway.) But I've certainly had gals try manipulating me with the threat of cucking me, so I'd provide them time/attention. "If you don't come to my city next week, I'm... well I'm scaaared I'll go to the student rally & meet someone like you and keep grinning at him... and then..."
They don't understand how much it kills a guy's romantic attraction. I resolutely tried being loyal. But they kept escalating, endlessly poke-poke-poke no matter how much you tell them to cut it out
Here's something I used to feel guilty about: Two gfs drove me to the point where I literally escaped to another country to relax — and they'd call, without knowing I was atm with some girl who loves seducing unavailable guys. One called herself "the Devil". And we'd be just awful; my gf would ask if I'm busy, and I'd respond "Well, sadly no. Idle hands are the devil's plaything" — as I massaged the Devil's lower back with my hands & lips. Daring her to laugh out loud
One gf told me she had crippling suicidal nightmares about it after we broke up. But did she care about that when she threatened ME with cheating? (I supported her after the breakup & we're still in touch. Last week we spoke for half an hour; she laughed the whole time & thanked me for some tiny thing I did.) tbh I suspect part of the nightmares is women's arousal when they see other girls want you. Such profoundly emotional & social creatures, desiring you because others desire you. I go deeply into girls' heads, trying to ignore the parts that disturb even me; and I'm certain part of her therapy was masturbating while imagining my depravities with the Devil
No wonder why I escape into philosophy & nonexistence.
I love girls. I hate them.
Sugar & spice & everything nice. I reassured them it was terribly cute, when I caught: one flicking her boogers everywhere, one farting when she got horny, one watching tv naked, rearranging her labia & smelling her fingers. Each of those 3 were educated girls from well-off backgrounds. Each from a different continent. Sugar & spice & everything nice
No wonder I'm on sasu. Posting overly on romantic matters. As a warning to myself? Retraining myself, so I can finally love a girl more responsibly than any girl has ever been loved?
"YoU dOn'T NEED a ReLaTiOnShIp", some women advise incels. (After they post about how they'd ctb if their bf broke up with them.) They don't understand. It burns in some of us, like how women desire children. It's not about sex; once I realized the Devil was asexual, I immediately pulled out & did we everything BUT sex
No, it's about their damned voices, yawns, peeing. They can do the grossest things, like pull a tiny mucus ball out their vagina — half-expecting you to taste it. And... part of me now wonders if these are the best memories of life
Girls, there needs to be a magical state between crazy & philosophy. "Dionysian & Apollonian", they call it. Even the good girls — who don't believe in astrology or moon calendars — could benefit from the balance
Ironically, on Valentine's I'm remembering relationships with gals who both demanded & dished out violence. I just looked at a study that said women perpetrated more "intimate partner violence" than guys. In my experience, at least half want you to inflict romantic/erotic violence onto them: simulated rape, etc. Some try provoking fights between you & other men on the street. When they can't express their emotions, they try punching your face as hard as they can, or scratch your neck. Some "playfully" touch you in incredibly uncomfortable ways — even in public!
They don't understand real violence. They're so shocked that hitting my jaw is useless. (Unaware that I roll my head, so it's like punching a falling leaf.) And their shock turns to horror when I constrain their bodies so they helplessly watch as I move my hand slooowly — stopping short before it touches them — demonstrating that I could tickle them at will. Or simply rip their face off
And that's nothing compared to the violence that the 3 possibly-armed guys she provoked could deploy onto me... then her
And then the emotional violence, OMFG! I've had the unusual luck, of never having been cheated on. (To my knowledge, at least. Even masculinity icon Andrew Tate was cheated on, so it's less shameful now anyway.) But I've certainly had gals try manipulating me with the threat of cucking me, so I'd provide them time/attention. "If you don't come to my city next week, I'm... well I'm scaaared I'll go to the student rally & meet someone like you and keep grinning at him... and then..."
They don't understand how much it kills a guy's romantic attraction. I resolutely tried being loyal. But they kept escalating, endlessly poke-poke-poke no matter how much you tell them to cut it out
Here's something I used to feel guilty about: Two gfs drove me to the point where I literally escaped to another country to relax — and they'd call, without knowing I was atm with some girl who loves seducing unavailable guys. One called herself "the Devil". And we'd be just awful; my gf would ask if I'm busy, and I'd respond "Well, sadly no. Idle hands are the devil's plaything" — as I massaged the Devil's lower back with my hands & lips. Daring her to laugh out loud
One gf told me she had crippling suicidal nightmares about it after we broke up. But did she care about that when she threatened ME with cheating? (I supported her after the breakup & we're still in touch. Last week we spoke for half an hour; she laughed the whole time & thanked me for some tiny thing I did.) tbh I suspect part of the nightmares is women's arousal when they see other girls want you. Such profoundly emotional & social creatures, desiring you because others desire you. I go deeply into girls' heads, trying to ignore the parts that disturb even me; and I'm certain part of her therapy was masturbating while imagining my depravities with the Devil
No wonder why I escape into philosophy & nonexistence.
I love girls. I hate them.
Sugar & spice & everything nice. I reassured them it was terribly cute, when I caught: one flicking her boogers everywhere, one farting when she got horny, one watching tv naked, rearranging her labia & smelling her fingers. Each of those 3 were educated girls from well-off backgrounds. Each from a different continent. Sugar & spice & everything nice
No wonder I'm on sasu. Posting overly on romantic matters. As a warning to myself? Retraining myself, so I can finally love a girl more responsibly than any girl has ever been loved?
"YoU dOn'T NEED a ReLaTiOnShIp", some women advise incels. (After they post about how they'd ctb if their bf broke up with them.) They don't understand. It burns in some of us, like how women desire children. It's not about sex; once I realized the Devil was asexual, I immediately pulled out & did we everything BUT sex
No, it's about their damned voices, yawns, peeing. They can do the grossest things, like pull a tiny mucus ball out their vagina — half-expecting you to taste it. And... part of me now wonders if these are the best memories of life
Girls, there needs to be a magical state between crazy & philosophy. "Dionysian & Apollonian", they call it. Even the good girls — who don't believe in astrology or moon calendars — could benefit from the balance
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