Four Weeks Ago Yesterday…

It’s been four weeks ago yesterday I came home from my trip at the coast.

As I go onto the fourth week following the note, not being desperate by any means, was hoping my pre-perceived prejudices would be wrong yet again, to only be right yet again.

The ball is in her court, the question does she even know that the ball is in her court? Worse, given the news of late, did get get deported? Gawd I hope not.

Like I said before, she was one of the very few ladies in my life who was so sincere, or maybe I should be doubting that too. I’ve tried to open up to people who are so scared IRL. Females. Women, who think any male wants to treat her like a toy! If this pattern continues once in a lifetime, maybe I’ll be lead on my dying days near 75, or even younger where my heart won’t be broken yet again.

Valentine’s Day

Today is Valentine’s Day. For more than a decade here… or other places, on or off here; Valentine’s Day is really depressing. I don’t like to be angry. I’m as angry as radical feminists and red-pill men that put all of us into a bind and into greater hopelessness of romance. I’ll singe out people like Liz Plank on the feminists and I’ll throw “Myron Gaines” the alleged gay soyboy host of Fresh & Fit, and maybe the tomboy, perhaps lesbo “Women Shouldn’t Vote” Pearl Davis. All these types of specimen are like a kamikaze, whose going to crash first and take everyone down to hell with them?

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