Now I dväljts a number of days in the very, very high fever. It was terrible for many reasons, but one of them was on hand to it and rose black liquid bubbles in my mind that I thought I must capture or explain, and all the time the exhibition was the ” there is no truth, there is no truth”.
It was not fun, but at least interesting. There was also no news on the concept of truth is this is highly subjective.
Worse was to an image of the four men ( alltså 25 % ) I have eaten in a bun and munched dinner had sent a picture that I never asked for and I when I found it had neglected but in feberyrorna came back and slid over and over again across the back of my closed eyes fever. A picture of his body in underwear. But why? We have eaten dinner once and he was pissed that he did not come home, and then have some kind of ” fun” but anxiously need for sexual affirmation rather than escalierat ebbed. It was so absurd that I joked back of rabbit Juck successor one day, but the maneuver does not begreps. Sometimes one can lie on an upper level and joke so that all the crap are come, so to speak, and become sensible instead , men nä, it was not a good idea. I was so tired of the content of communications, on the thinking behind them, even before I got the fever, it bothered me slightly crazy to a man I do not know more than over dinner and some letters, can appear in my phone completely seamless and be ” jokey” och ”attractive”. while also convicting course, because I did not listen to enticed. On top of that picture. I have not asked for it!
Who wants a picture of a man in underpants in his phone? So it was not a dick pick but this…. underpants!? And a body that I do not know, and I do not feel anything for! Why would that make me fall? But like WHY ?
Would a man like that would mmm, yummy… with a picture of such me in underwear though he does not know me? We are so different nurtured and many men have learned since pojkben that they have the right to consider and stirred up by an unknown woman's body, so probably. But I know many men who would not like it, as is well. I do not understand this strange way of approaching. I'm not sexual moralist, but this makes me sick.
It disgusts me to see a picture of a man who snaps himself in the mirror after a shower while wearing their underpants.
This man was in many ways fun and enjoyable, Moreover, an extremely successful person which makes me prejudiced think that such might behave but nä..liksom when did this happen, to believe that this is the good way to approach a woman? Than? So simple to make the encounter between man and woman as. Who has the desire to keep up with such a, regardless of his assets.
This body was flying around my eyes in the second day 40 degree fever fog and when that happens, it's hard to stop it. It is difficult to change tracks because you're completely blurred by the fever. Sickening. REPEAT…. can you imagine something so disturbing?
I have now a little clearer state cleared and it felt so good not to have that picture in my phone. It feels really weird to have a foreign person's body BRIEFS on his phone! HU! neither was, I write it about five times in the same text, so I'm angry.
Now I have at least tried dating. It does not work for me. I'm not the right type. I absorb too much and unfortunately far too present at each meeting, which is a plus at times but in these cases a minus. I feel really bad for it.
I've never been on the lookout for a man in my life, What the hell should I be the matter now? Nä, I do not even have time, my book is the first and only priority until it is finished. It is completely different from all my other works as it requires something else, and nothing can stop me from there. NOTHING. I was frustrated to death of sitting on a wooden deck in luxury treplansvilla and devote myself ”what life is all about” as underwear skilled, nej, I had not been, I had been involved in any sexual confirming him in some kind of pond. VA? Is that what life is all about? Ja, it is to mate. It has made the frogs!
Sorry, it is not enough for me. Men ack, says boxer bunny as you already know, since before last blog believes that there is nothing so extremely unattractive as a woman over fifty who put their life's focus on a project, or a performance!
but help? So I'm in shock. Still. For me it is just the opposite. A man who has a glow, a passion for something that just has to be that man very attractive and exciting – Moreover, usually such a passionate attitude to life color all other areas of life with. That there are people who find this wonderful property that is somehow man's Essence ” extremely unattractive ” equals the total wonder as if I suddenly found out that some people have their noses in the neck!
Who knows if this man is rare. Maybe there are lots of those men who simply could not bear to not be the woman's main focus for 50! Vad är det? A little immature huh…!
Aside from this experience I find that very stimulating wrath which cheers up, , dating is not for me. I have absolutely no need to be confirmed as potentiells sleeping. absolutely nothing. But there must be so many women have the – because they are bred so; man's gaze gives them value – because the behavior would otherwise have died of itself.
Fixing meetings with built-in expectations – it makes me lash out. But I confuse them because I'm genuinely curious – I've made it now. Actually, I took it as 16 age already, the curiosity of a human plane confused with ” half in” .
Rather, it should go to, so that you see a man moving somewhere and thinking… oj, He moves well… He has fine lines… vem är han? And then you see him a few times to …. oj, there he is, heart clicks even though you do not know at all who he is, but you have other sensors out there and feel, ofröklarligt something happens in me when I see him I do not know…. and you notice that he seems to have noticed a self… and then you see that at some point collide little, or get close and then exchanged a glance ( not Tinderblicken) and maybe a little laugh and an awkward word, and then a funny feeling in the whole body and the whole world seems to sing of love, trees, find, light, and energy in your own body and then… yes from one approach might piecemeal but no gas on, to handle it sensitively, open, gently, curiously. How will you do that, I think. It is the most open to me. Most exciting. Now is the chance for you very great in my life at the moment but it does not matter. Just because I feel lonely sometimes it does NOT mean that I'm going out and dating! NO NO!
I have to say never cottoned on that the stress that many divorced women have to find a man. Fy so boring. What a waste of energy. Why torment himself with such stress? So osensuellt and anxiously.
Nope.
Dessutom, really, the word ” dating”… it is a very dirty word. So very rational and utilitarian.
Not for me.
I think there are people who are totally dependent on where fast confirmation about that people get addicted to plastic surgery or tattoos. Pooh. I think the risk is that you stop seeing the other as a human, but sees it as a tool.
I hope now that my fever settles and I do not see where the body I do not feel, not like, not attracted, fly around in their underwear.
On new bold targets!
If anyone reading this is out dating was sure to feel what you want, damn! Do not fall, like so many women, for the simple that you will be confirmed. Do not be elected. SELECT!
Oh what a wonderful good post! It is on the dot so that I also think and feel!!! The men have been stuck for've never behaved so ocharmigt and tölpaktigt! Hua!