Nuking- The Black GiftPosted: November 8, 2013
i was in japan, walking to the cab stand with my girlfriend. she was about 4-5 paces behind me texting a coworker. once off the pier you have to walk past a HORRIBLE pizza place. there’s a newspaper machine next to the entrance of the joint. i was straining to see the headline on the recent paper (it was about 15 feet away), and i suddenly heard a voice exlaim-
“you know that’s rude, right. staring?”
my focus shifted and i notice a girl standing by the door. the way my ateention focused to her must have made her realize i WASN’T staring at her. i looked at her for a few seconds, and i just fucking lost it.
“are you fucking kidding me? do you mean to tell me every swinging dick on your boat has kissed your ass to such an extent that you think EVERY guys gives a shit about you? JESUS GOD!!!!! you fucking girls are unfucking real!!!”
by this point my girlfriend had taken my arm and was was trying to pull me away. i verbally assaulted this girl for a good 2-3 minutes. the look on her face said it all. her head was lowered, she wouldn’t make eye-contact. i was a dick. i know.
but you have to remember, i’d been there almost 3 years. i had grown absolutely sickened by entitlement i’d seen from some scrub ass women. it had gotten to a point where, if you weren’t my gf, co-worker, or a patient i was treating- leave me alone. and, by that point, i was a changed man. i was salty.
if it didn’t enhance my life, i wasn’t part of my life.
i have a gift. i’m not proud of it, i never asked for it. but i have it. once i somewhat get to know a person, i can acertain they’re deepest dread of a nuerosis. the ex made a comment when we got home about my putting girl on blast. she asked me if i were going to say something to hurt her, what would it be? i told her we weren’t playing that game.
i told her NOTHING i said could be held against me. she was doing this of her own volition. i took a breathe and told her becoming an electrician wasn’t going to do shit to impress her father and make them closer. yeah. here’s the thing…
i knew damn near everything about this girl you could know. but she ALWAYS clammed up about dad, she got sheepish. well, i knew he was an electrician, the very occupation she chose when she joined the navy. doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure this one out. well, she was silent, then she left the room. she was crying.
it was never mentioned again.
since taking the red pill this gift has been a GREAT weapon. nuking a hamster as it spews pure vitriol for my “misogynistic thoughts” *rolls eyes* while i let her rant; only to simply sit and smirk makes them absolutely insane. when she’s done, i just smile and reply, “whatever you say sweetie.” and then ignore her.
drives them fucking nuts.
enjoy your weekend, i’ll be at home riding the klonapin train, drinking some beers and who knows, MAYBE i’ll go out for a spell. matter of fact, i now have a room-mate. a woman. i need to drag her ass out to my local so i can mess with some girls.
AND. this post marks 1001 posts for the site. the way i see it- FUCK quality, i have QUANTITY!!!!!! lol. i really want to thank you guys for reading my dreck.
also, i’m starting to get “likes” from femlae sex blogs. ladies, there’s more to me than just looks, and this body of masculine perfection. i have feelings too. sometimes i just want to be held.