JuCo women are the most honest women. No muss no fuss
Piping hot pussy delivered to your door, hold the drama
She won’t tell you “I love you” for two years meanwhile during that time she’s already mentally and emotionally checked out, fucking some rando in your bed
“She doesn’t really love you”
Look my guy, you need to be loved. I need to be entertained. We are not the same
Lemme explain it to you. When I watch Empire Strikes Back and see the lightsaber duel at the end I know for a fact it’s really just two grown men playing make believe with plastic sticks on a soundstage in front of a camera
I know that dude
But I am still able to suspend disbelief and enjoy the movie. No, it is not real. That doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the scene play itself out, which I do. It doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy her. Especially when she’s goes gulp with a grin. There is nothing at all wrong with enjoying an interactive performance son
Do you think she was real with you in the months and weeks leading up to, “We gotta talk” or “I’m not happy” even though she was sucking the soul out of you? The reaction of the perception of authenticity is really all in your head
You know where you stand with the JuCo, unless you’re soft inside and need a hug or something. Unless you’re one of those guys that falls in love with the waitress or some other rookie shit
Star Wars is a story with a beginning, middle, and ending. It’s a ride, just like relationships. Just like a rollercoaster ride
That’s why you’re pissed. It’s because you think that movie is real. You think the ride is real and it’ll last forever
Just enjoy the movie for what it is
Wishing you a strong and meaningful Christmas season. I’m sincerely grateful for your loyalty, trust, and unwavering support—it does not go unnoticed. May this time bring well-earned rest, renewed focus, and the drive to take on the year ahead with confidence and purpose. Thank you for standing with me. Merry Christmas Coach Gang!
What’s Good Gents,
I moved to Europe in 2018 on a separate issue not related to American Women. I left because of my boss at my first job right after I left the Marine Corps. I approached my boss at the time and asked how do I get a raise. He told me to get my Bachelor’s. I did that, went back to him then he said I needed my Master’s degree. Did that and when I went back he fed me some more bullshit. I spoke to a Co worker who suggested I move to Europe. I took a two week trip to Germany, was sold found a job three months later in Germany. When I put in my notice, that’s when my Boss came back with saying I could get a raise at that point I was like Nah, I’m good. I’ve lived in Germany, Romania, United Kingdom, Belgium, Spain, and Poland. Looking back, if it wasn’t for my Boss telling me no on that raise I wouldn’t have move to Europe. I have to thank him for this. Now, I am off to Africa for the next few years. I may have to change my name to HakeeminAfrica. My only ...