I had a dry spell of a good year or so after my girlfriend, but that was when I decided that slaying dragons was more important than slaying pussy.
I had a dry spell of a good year or so after my girlfriend, but that was when I decided that slaying dragons was more important than slaying pussy.
Ginger beard game. Represent.
Just seen the ex in town for the first time in yonks. Piled on the pounds.
She's clearly turned to food to get over you.
Or she's entering the lucrative BBW webcam market.
http://www.popdust.com/my-boyfriend-...891094057.html
Can make some serious cash.
Nothing much happening my end on the relationship front. Was seeing a lass for about 6 weeks but we established after about 3 that it wasn't going anywhere. Enjoyed chilling out though so just carried on, and then she met someone she actually liked and felt guilty about seeing me at the same time so binned me off.
Down to 178lbs; 10-15 more and I can be a womanizer again. It's close I can feel it.
First he would need to have a girlfriend.
Is he not still going out with that dwarf?
Pretty sure she dumped him.
He fell in love with her, let himself go, she dumped him due to his weight and now he's shedding it to win back her love.
My mate is in his 2nd ever long-term relationship. I knew his first one was a long distance thing with a Scottish girl he met on the internet when he was 18. On Friday though he revealed he met her on the IMDB message board for Friends, but more specifically on this like...ROLE PLAYING THREAD, where people posted as though they were actually Friends characters. I couldn't stop laughing for about 10 minutes.
Funnily enough that sounds like something you'd do, except maybe not as bad.
I'll be aesthetic af bishes will be 'mirin hard. Just a few more months of misery.
If I'm down to a lean and in shape 160-165 by next Summer I think I'll try out for the Georgetown soccer team.
I'm still with her, she was just antsy for a bit because of law school exams and me not giving her enough attention, but it's fine now.
I had a really vivid, strange dream last night.
There was more to it but my memory kicks in as I had a bandage on my hand to protect a cut or something. I went in the shower with the intention of taking it off but got distracted because the bitch wife hadn't opened the windows from her shower so it was all smelly and steamed up. I opened the windows really wide (horizontal even though they can't do that) and went in the shower. I saw a really bad electric storm outside and noticed this bird on my neighbour's garage (my neighbour does have a garage but it certainly isn't level with my bathroom windows and you can't even see it). It looked like a cross between big bird (but a lot smaller) and a Kakapo, except it had browny yellow feathers. It had a beak like a boxing glove. It also had a frowny type look like Sam the Eagle. I'm sure such a thing exists. I didn't want it to get zapped so I invited it in through the windows. It wouldn't come so I went outside (this is where it changed to my childhood house) on the stairs and it flew on to my hand.
It went to bite me on the hand but the bandage protected it so I wasn't bothered. I patted it's head and we became besties. I didn't tell the wife about it and slowly it convinced me to murder her. This is when I woke up. I think the paranoid delusions are starting.![]()
Last night was my first time 'on the pull' in the US since I lost a lot of weight, I have a new $60 haircut (had been growing my hair out to make it work) nice light summer tan, and the subconscious easy confidence of knowing I have a job lined up...
...and I felt 'it' again, in a way I hadn't since a short period sophomore year (where I once made out with 8 different girls in one night just to see if I could) and when I worked at a hotel in Turkey between Senior year and starting Duke (where I got banned from clubs for hooking up with too many girls and just picked them up literally off the street)...
I don't know if any of you even know what I'm describing, the sort of euphoric confidence bordering (if not crossing over into) delusion, just going into a bar, hitting on one of the hottest girls there, going bar hopping for the rest of the night after immediately establishing rapport, buying drinks, having her subtely compete for me with her hot friends, all of them unnecessarily touching and laughing at my comments, grinding in the corner of a club, her being so into it...I don't think most men ever experience it / have access to the experience and/or appreciate it...
I think I might not go out after tonight for a bit, just become a hermit for another 6 weeks so I can go from vaguely aesthetic to like 'woah' when I take off my shirt status...but I'm back, it's still there and I'm so close to being even better than I ever was...
Where's the nightlife in DC, then? I actually have no idea.
In my entire life I've only met two arguably three kids I know who know what I mean, all of them are like hint of 'exotic' Latin / Semitic, but phenotypically usually pass as Caucasian...I think you need the mix of coming from a more traditionally misognyistic culture, implanted into Western society always quietly feeling a need to prove yourself...otherwise you just wife up the first pretty girl who falls for you...
I was 'bar hopping' on Thursday, and a barmaid gave me a load of Lotus biscuits, so make that four.
Everyone operates the same way, most just lack the necessary self-awareness to consciously tie their preferences to a deeper instinctual drive.
I'm going to Berlin to study abroad in the Fall. Sex life at Stanford is ok, but I'm expecting big things in the German nightclubs.
Also, this is a thing? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/KitKatClub
Report back, Mok.
Just rolls off the tongue innitThe motto of the club is "Do what you want but stay in communication".
German girls are asexual, don't buy the PR
Russian/Ukranian>American>British>Anywhere in South America / South East Asia as a white guy> you're not getting laid
Yeah I'm not so sure about Ukrainians![]()
Mert sounds like a proper Louis.
(Pronounced like Lewis; a person who ditches his friends, in particular leaving one on their own, to go to the toilet, bar and/or pursue other interests. Named after my mates brother.)
I'm a twit
Is Lewis a Louis? He did get a pack of Lotus biscuits.
Lol. We'll see how you feel in 6 months.
German guys are better than you and far more feminized / pussy, German girls are spoiled by a bunch of guys who suck up to them constantly, as a result German girls can access really top guys at will if they wanted to have casual sex, they don't so they generally just slightly trade up to be in long-term relationships.
I lived in Germany for three years, had two long-term girlfriends. I've been getting laid regularly since I've been 16 years old.
Mert probably eluded to - but stopped short of - sexual assault. Or you're just a massively shit drunk.
I might have a chance with a German girl then.
Have you booked flights to Berlin yet?
Married now. Strange to be a Mr rather than a Miss.