When you’re kitty cat drunk you don’t listen
I’ve done the same thing first time around
Some women are so delicious sexually....their power that way is like fountain and you just want to bathe in it
You ignore the warning signs
They have fits
Jealous as hell
Scream at you even in public
Jump out of the car at the worst places
Throw crap at you
Then they disrobe and that penthouse pet body is all yours and they are extremely enthusiastic and will do anything.....and I mean anything and always tell you how great you are...the best she’s ever had....and even more intimate flattery about how “special” you are
It’s like heroin....better actually
I think it’s called nowadays borderline personality disorder
You know you’re healed when after the split you see her with some guy and know she’s all squirmy multi orgasmic undulating with him and instead of being jealous you’re relieved and have pity for him
I actually felt that way about my old husband in law....my ex has married five times so far
It’s harder to lbreak up with gorgeous women
Crazy women are the best at sex
It’s Gods trick
Actually that’s back asswards
We know who’s trick it is don’t we?
Word.
Preach!
I wish I could say I was drunk on the tang. Though she was an attractive woman, the tang was awful. Truth is, I was sucked in by the lavish lifestyle her rich father and, buy extension, she provided. I traveled in limousines, private airplanes, and the biggest, fastest boats on the bay all the time. There's an old proverb saying, " 'tis better to live on the corner of a roof than in a large mansion with a contentious woman." I can certainly vouch for that. I did manage to hang in there for seven years, though.
I did much better with my second wife, with whom I will soon celebrate our 15-year anniversary. My former wife remarried a great guy and he was smart enough to get the hell out after two years.
TMI, sir.