I do not understand women. I do not understand their catty and bitchy ways.
I do not understand the envy and anger that stirs in them when it comes to other women. I do not understand why women get so bent out of shape to the point where they are turning their nose up at the young, hot girl with the half top on. I do not understand why when women see a beautiful woman who commands attention, they usually mumble to themselves or say to their girlfriend that “She ain’t all that”. They have radar vision and quickly zoom in and find something wrong with the girl.
One girl once told me that she hates going to the gym because all the girls are showing off their hot bodies and prancing around. I told her I love that. It motivates me to go harder on the treadmill so that I can have a hot body too. I do not look down on the big booty model. Heck, I wish my booty was a bit bigger. I am just like a guy. I see one and think wow, nice ass.
People come up to me all the time and ask to take pictures with me. I do not think much of it. I just smile and take it. Most times if I am with another girl she is rather annoyed by it. I intentionally watch the behaviors of women. Women tend to say many negative things to me about the way I look. They say sideways comments about mens reactions to me. They are often frustrated in trying to figure out why I get the reactions from people that I do.
They think to themselves, what is so special about her? Often I sit back quiet and do not say anything. Not because I am afraid of their reaction, but because I think it would be better for me to allow their envy to eat at them. If I am with a guy and a beautiful woman is around, I will probably see her before he does, I will probably be staring at her and saying wow, she is beautiful. I think its so cool, how women are all so uniquely made but some turn out to be so extremely beautiful. And I am not even gay or bisexual. I consider myself a beauty connoisseur. I love all things beautiful.
I look up to and admire women who pave their own lane. I like the opinionated women who aren’t afraid to speak and be themselves. I love the woman who lives free and takes the world by storm and say Hi, This is me. Why can’t women be more like me and embrace other women? Why are women so catty?
There is nothing wrong with telling others they are beautiful and wonderful. That doesn’t make you any less beautiful or wonderful.