Man

Man.

I was just laying in bed and thinking about how good I have it right now.

Rent for 300 bucks basically. A good job I'm probably going to get a 2 dollar raise at from 12 an hour to 14 an hour. A nice bed. A good gaming computer. A great gaming lappy. I'm not supporting anyone else but myself and spending my money how I want to.

And I had this exact thought, smiling to myself, while laying in bed reading. I've been 100% happier since not supporting a woman. Why just the other day Jake was complaining about his girlfriend about her saying "I wish you'd just get a million dollars and then I'd never have to work again".

It's all about HER. Not about him or him making money (he makes a FUCKTON of money and guess where it all goes? Her house, her kids, her car. It's fucking ridiculous and it makes me feel so bad for him.

Not to mention she used to be fucking SMOKING hot and then... well lol. She's a fucking balloon now. Like, pear shaped balloon... or dare I say, potato shaped.

And you wanna know what'll happen as soon as he leaves? She's gonna slim right back down again and fucking catch another guy. And another. And another.

I feel sorry for all the guys out there with GFs or who need pussy to fuck every night or some shit. It's not worth the STD risk, or the money risk in my opinion, or ANY risk to my well being to do ANY of that. God my last relationship put me off of women so much I am happy to be alone for the rest of my life. Cause you know what? All that woman has to do is fuck around with a co worker or someone she just randomly met on the fucking internet, BAM. STDs galore and all of a sudden, you have herpes for life. It's gross, and it's sickening. I'm glad for my low Testosterone, tbh. I'll have a babyface my whole life, idgaf. if I can fap and climax 3 times in oh, 10 minutes and be satisfied for two weeks, I'll take that shit over a woman any day. DON'T GOTTA PAY FOR MY FUCKING HAND TO EAT! (Well, I have to pay for myself to eat, but my hand isn't a separate person... you get the picture.)

Sure I'd like to stick my dick in a warm, wet hole for all of fucking 5 minutes, but I have an onahole for that. All I look for is the climax with fapping to get it out of the fucking way for the week or two and that's it. And the amount of women out there who DON'T put out for their guy after they've been slaving away at work is fucking ridiculous. If you stay home and don't work you better have that fucking lube ready cause jesus christ. A guy wants to cum and get that shit done. Sure, weekends can be for romantic shit but if you don't work and he does YOU ARE AT HIS BECK AND CALL, WOMAN. However depending on if you work or not, that's a different story, depending on the job of course and hours worked, etc. I could see two people working and having no sex at all or cheating on each other with co-workers, actually, which doesn't make too much sense but at the same time, it is a lot of work to actually PLAN time together in those cases.

And hey, for those couples who do plan time together and stuff, great, you do you. But the amount of woman out there who "find" someone better and then scream that their boyfriend of two years raped them is fucking astounding, and that's the shit that scares me. I'm glad to have an alibi at all times, but I doubt anyone would try and convict an uggo like me of rape, and I'm perfectly fine with that too. Let the chads be convicted, the idiots who go around fucking women like there's no tomorrow.

Behind every woman, there's a man that's sick of her fucking bullshit. And this rings true for almost every relationship on the planet. And why should men have to put up with women hitting men, women emotionally abusing men, women not caring what their men go through? WE SHOULD NOT.

MGTOW or bust, folks. Stare at purdy women, just don't touch em and don't fuck em.

Also there's some weird search terms leading to my blog, speaking of women and sex. If I get a chance I'll post a screenshot at some point in a post, but they're probably from my ex searching for them through google and finding my blog.

Speaking of which as well she's off her meds and back to doing crowd-sourced work on the internet for money. Sad. I wonder how our relationship would have turned out if she had gone on meds sooner like I told her to. Ah well, no use dwelling on the past I say. I'm done with doing that.

Oh, also I had a weird dream this morning, it was a zombie apocalypse dream in fact. I was with my brother Joel again in it and I just remember us fighting zombies and fleeing to some part of some town that was zombie-free... and they had a lot of food. Like so much food it should have been impossible. And we went inside this food restaurant that was primarily made of wood, seemingly, and basically the prices on the menu were ridiculous for the food, so we left. And then Joel went off somewhere and I wandered around and I found a... yeah I don't know what my brain was thinking, but I found a baby being beaten up by other... small children. And I kicked one's ass and then they all fled, and the baby could talk fluent English and sounded like a gruff dude. So I picked him up and then we started wandering around this other part of town we were in and then the baby was like "oh that's my house" and went into a house and didn't come out. So I was like, "whatevs" and kept walking around, and then I woke up. Also I think my ex was in there somewhere but I think she was a zombie and she died, cause she sure as hell wasn't walking around with me or me and Joel at any point.

Welp that's my day I suppose. I'm off to bed I think. I was going to write but it's  2:01 AM now and I should really go to sleep if I wanna get up on time.

...maybe just 30 minutes of writing. 100+ pages and I need to rewrite a lot of it, but I want to finish this rough draft...

Also I fucking hate people who use the ":3" shit as a snarky overtone as "oh look at me I'm fucking cute and a woman I can do ANYTHING BECAUSE PEOPLE CARRY ME THROUGH SHIT" fuck you fucking sluts. You put no fucking work into anything.

Okay I'm done. Lol.