It’s just a thing I’m noticing about certain females now. Maybe all females in general at times. They’re fucking allergic to the bitch slap in your face truth.

I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I could careless now about whether a chicka wants me or because I’m on my purpose but….What the fuck is up with chickas today?

Pause.

I have no idea what it is. For some reason I’m getting chickas around me all hugging and fucking smiling in my damn face all the damn time and trying to push up on me and acting all fucking silly and shit.

I don’t know maybe I’m bullshiting myself. I was never a looker it might be because I pretty much say whatever the fuck I want now to them and don’t give a fuck what they think. Back in my beta bitch days I was more reserved now I really don’t give a fuck.

I had a chicka call me mysterious the other fucking day because she asked me what I was thinking and I smiled shaking my head because I didn’t give a fuck to tell her my thoughts that her hard nipples were perking up from under her thin shirt. Again. She wasn’t my type to damn tall “5’7” and who the fuck was she fooling not me.

I had to question my reaction though.

Was I afraid to tell her about her sexual excitement as she was looking at me? No. I just didn’t give a fuck and I hate it when a female asks me what the fuck I’m thinking. Every mother fucking time I tell a female they get all emotional and shit and it turns into some bullshit. That shit is always a mother fucking trap. Fucking hell.

Anyway,

It’s the silly bullshit lying all the fucking time that’s getting me. Why? It’s hard to nail down a direct answer from a talk-to-damn-much chicka about whether she wants to get fucked by a dude when she’s talking about wanting that dude to fuck her on a table as a fantasy.

No. I’m bullshiting. The table shit is mean. But a chicka has litterally tried to bullshit me into thinking she didn’t want a dude to fuck her when I hear a hopeful note of getting fucked in her voice.

Anway, have a nice day.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg