juliaoceania -> RE: Busty slaves/subs (6/9/2007 11:35:37 PM)
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am disgusted by TOTALLY hypocritical women who whine and piss and moan about men being attracted to their body, even though they decorate it with make-up and clothing and jewelry designed to attract the attention of men, rather than repel. I am further disgusted by women who also complain about men looking at their body, but then want men to look at their body -- eyes. Hey girls! The problem is not that a man fails to look into your eyes (part of your body). The problem is that a man does not look into your heart, does not address your spirit. There are two reasons: (1) a man lacks the emotional intelligence to do so; (2) you are disconnected from your spirit and your heart is cold and closed, which prevents others from reaching it. I am further disgusted by women who look at the size of a man's wallet, or car, or house; women who depend upon a man as their source of love; women who prey upon a man for their survival needs; women who are basically energy vampires with not even one ounce of real love within their own heart to share. So, I think those women deserve "oogling" treatment from the men they willfully atrract attention from, in a manipulative bargain to take from them. Wow, this sounds incredibily bitter and out of place within the discussion at hand. This thread is about tits, not women that you resent. Your little rant seems to be indicating some hostility against women who dress nicely and wear makeup yet do not appreciate men having conversations with "the girls" My experience, it does not matter what I wear, men tend to stare at my chest regardless, you see wankers need no invitation to go wanking. There seems to be a bit of blaming the victim here. I could wear a potatoe sack and still get oggled. I am not really complaining mind you. I just eliminated such assholes from the pool of men I would be interested in when I was looking. You see, I do not really care what men think when they look at me for the most part, but I am pretty comfortable with me, and I cannot control what others do anyways.
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