It seems like there some sort of madness that’s about to erupt on your relationship. You’re extremely pissed and you are about to embark on a first of many negative reactions.
Before you tell, nay screeeeeeeeaaaaaaam at your beau telling her you do not deserve the silent treatment and the not-so-understandable bitchiness... DON’T. Women, as programmed by our forefathers, are crazy. Just when you think they are going to go “amazon” on your fat ass, they all of a sudden give you a slew of niceness (this is basically the start of Make Up Sex).
Women never seize to amaze me. Their ability to morph their emotions in a rapid pace is a scientific mystery. You have to hand it to them. When men try to pull off this shit they end up doing it badly. We test this all the time with our mothers and while our fathers seem to understand us, it’s hard for them to even try.
Before we unleash a 487-hit combo of hurtful actions and words, men should at least allow a couple of seconds worth of pondering.
This interlude could give you pain... or pleasure.
Your choice.
Before you tell, nay screeeeeeeeaaaaaaam at your beau telling her you do not deserve the silent treatment and the not-so-understandable bitchiness... DON’T. Women, as programmed by our forefathers, are crazy. Just when you think they are going to go “amazon” on your fat ass, they all of a sudden give you a slew of niceness (this is basically the start of Make Up Sex).
Women never seize to amaze me. Their ability to morph their emotions in a rapid pace is a scientific mystery. You have to hand it to them. When men try to pull off this shit they end up doing it badly. We test this all the time with our mothers and while our fathers seem to understand us, it’s hard for them to even try.
Before we unleash a 487-hit combo of hurtful actions and words, men should at least allow a couple of seconds worth of pondering.
This interlude could give you pain... or pleasure.
Your choice.
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