Call me a late bloomer if you wish but over the past few years, while I have been slowly but steadily improving myself, I have been finding something very worrisome about women. I find it perilously disconcerting how they suffer from what seems to be a sheer lack of consciousness. Aside from the fact that if you observe any group of two or more women, no men, talking at leisure about whatever they want—in other words, girl talk—the only thing they ever talk about is people, either their life or the lives of people in their lives; aside from that; there is a vaccuum of amorality. The only thing worse than immorality is amorality; it is better to be bad but have an existing moral compass than to be nothing but different masks.
I have intellectually known about this nature of amorality for quite some time but it hasn’t been concrete, substantive, to me until fairly recently, about the past six months. I fvcked a girl who (as it turns out) had a boyfriend and I fvcked another girl who who was engaged. I made out with a woman for an hour and about three fourths the way through I felt a big ring on her left wedding finger. I was struck by how it didn’t seem to even occur to them they were committing indiscretions. No sense of guilt, no second thought. No... thoughts. No “I shouldn’t be doing this.” They were the entirety of the emotion they were in at the moment. Sex. Lust. I had a date with a woman who had slept with over forty men—quite some sex enthusiast. Over the years I have witnessed women be on the hunt for a new boyfriend—or boytoy—and it’s disconcerting how at one moment they may be overheard expressing how they will dump their boyfriend or be found to just not obstruct male advances—no sense of guilt—but then to see them show complete desire and loyality when they are with their man. I keep thinking to myself that if I were that boyfriend I would have no clue in knowing anything was wrong.
There is a married gothic chick that I kinda know, who is 19 and married right out of high school. (Yes, disaster in the making.) She is very friendly to me and flirts with me, has made suggestions on various occasions about partying together, but I have kept myself restrained out of respect of possible negative consequences. I think I recently saw her at a bar, with her husband. I didn’t say anything to them but I sensed the guy picked up on who I was and seemed to be profoundly sad, like maybe he was realizing he had married a slvt, giving credence to the wisdom that gothic chicks are perhaps too easy. Who knows what was going on but it is moments like those which I find disconcerting.
There is always the argument put forth by women, married men, religious men, skinny or fat white boys, that on the subject of women and their hollow nature: “Yes, but if you find a good woman...” Okay, maybe—maybe “not all” women cheat. If we are to believe research on infidelity that a good handful of women never cheat, based on the word of women, there is hope. But if the nature of women is amorality, complete emotion, and if the lady front continues to progressively get easier for me as I progressively become a more desirable man, how am I to trust any woman that she won’t sleep or fool around while putting on the masks of goodness? If it becomes so easy for me to lay women regardless of their masks, what’s to stop another man to do the same against me?
It seems as if, if women reject the advances of a man it is not out of any sense of morality, of wedding vows, of honor of word, but simply because the price wasn’t right. Women are attracted to men with character and you know what they say about attraction, you are attracted to traits you don’t have.
I have intellectually known about this nature of amorality for quite some time but it hasn’t been concrete, substantive, to me until fairly recently, about the past six months. I fvcked a girl who (as it turns out) had a boyfriend and I fvcked another girl who who was engaged. I made out with a woman for an hour and about three fourths the way through I felt a big ring on her left wedding finger. I was struck by how it didn’t seem to even occur to them they were committing indiscretions. No sense of guilt, no second thought. No... thoughts. No “I shouldn’t be doing this.” They were the entirety of the emotion they were in at the moment. Sex. Lust. I had a date with a woman who had slept with over forty men—quite some sex enthusiast. Over the years I have witnessed women be on the hunt for a new boyfriend—or boytoy—and it’s disconcerting how at one moment they may be overheard expressing how they will dump their boyfriend or be found to just not obstruct male advances—no sense of guilt—but then to see them show complete desire and loyality when they are with their man. I keep thinking to myself that if I were that boyfriend I would have no clue in knowing anything was wrong.
There is a married gothic chick that I kinda know, who is 19 and married right out of high school. (Yes, disaster in the making.) She is very friendly to me and flirts with me, has made suggestions on various occasions about partying together, but I have kept myself restrained out of respect of possible negative consequences. I think I recently saw her at a bar, with her husband. I didn’t say anything to them but I sensed the guy picked up on who I was and seemed to be profoundly sad, like maybe he was realizing he had married a slvt, giving credence to the wisdom that gothic chicks are perhaps too easy. Who knows what was going on but it is moments like those which I find disconcerting.
There is always the argument put forth by women, married men, religious men, skinny or fat white boys, that on the subject of women and their hollow nature: “Yes, but if you find a good woman...” Okay, maybe—maybe “not all” women cheat. If we are to believe research on infidelity that a good handful of women never cheat, based on the word of women, there is hope. But if the nature of women is amorality, complete emotion, and if the lady front continues to progressively get easier for me as I progressively become a more desirable man, how am I to trust any woman that she won’t sleep or fool around while putting on the masks of goodness? If it becomes so easy for me to lay women regardless of their masks, what’s to stop another man to do the same against me?
It seems as if, if women reject the advances of a man it is not out of any sense of morality, of wedding vows, of honor of word, but simply because the price wasn’t right. Women are attracted to men with character and you know what they say about attraction, you are attracted to traits you don’t have.
