If I have been on here long enough I know one thing, you're a broken person. The people who are on this sub and are looking for what I offer aren't complete. Something was taken from them. Whether that be a sense of self, a sense of meaning, or even an ability to love, they have been stripped down.

This type of place doesn't attract the stable, the women capable of managing themselves. You may think you can, but why would you be here and willing to end up as vulnerable as you know you can get? You're not looking for an equal.

If you went out into the world you could find someone. You're pretty enough. Hell, you don't need to be pretty to get someone to use you. All you need to do is download a dating app and not be picky. There are dozens if not hundreds of men more than willing to drop everything to take from you what they want and give you some semblance of the passion you think you want.

But what is it that you think you want? A distraction? An NSA fling you can drop any moment? No. You don't know what you want. Cause quite frankly, you can be dumb. Really dumb. You're book smart, but that's where your intelligence ends. But you don't want to admit that do you?

You need someone to choose for you. You need someone to take away the hard choices that you keep fucking up. You're guessing and you're fucking up your life by doing it. And you can't stop. You won't because you're too prideful. You're too stubborn.

So why would anyone be interested in the dumb and broken mess that you are? Well, cause you can be fixed. You can be molded into something I want even if you don't think you can be. And that is what your purpose is. To be someone's to mold and control.

We don't need to pretend to be nice. Or that you want an equal. You want someone to control you. You need it. You no longer feel safe without it. Your past is tumultuous. Pained and full of fear. Hell, you're scared of your own emotions that you feel because you've been taught that. That's why you can't have a normal relationship.

So. It's ultimately up to you. Continue down your path of decisions that are dumb, that hurt you more, and end up leaving you so empty and unhappy that life ends up feeling meaningless. Or, you can make the only smart decision you need to. Your choice.

If you've read this all, then prove it. Message me the word raspberries in what you choose to say to me. I'll be waiting.