“Girls, we live in a timeline where girls text two different guys at the same time, ‘I am going to sleep’ and ‘I am unable to sleep,’ and these cute whores believe someone will wife them, an era where every material thinks they are ‘wife material.’ I know you all by face, but I know you more by your character. You didn’t achieve success in your education, career, and mental health, you won’t experience a happy life, either. Sure. Congratulations in advance to those cucks who score such women.
And boys, if you got a nice gal like my man got, baby her, treat her like the dumbest, cutest toddler you know, always remind her how to behave. Never ever give a fuck about her opinions at home, and you will have a blissful life together forever, but first, be a man to be rich with your character and bank account. Till the time she becomes mama to your kids, your success & wealth belongs to your parents who raised you.
To my group of friends, who are also my man’s buddies: you have made my life brighter and my skin more sunburnt. I wish I could hate you one day, but until that time, you are forced to have dinner at my house whenever my mama cooks bland polish food for all of us.”
(The kinda things my girlfriend said at our first university alumni meet during her 2-minute pep talk.)
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