I sometimes enjoy music reaction channels wherein people are exposed to new music and real musicians. And, I, being inundated with and in full possession of top-notch ratiocination and perspicuity faculties, can categorically state with great alacrity, enthusiasm and honesty that Rush is the best band...ever. π
They suck fat out of their butts (or something) and inject it in their face.
Those with small lips, want bigger lips.
Those with big lips, want smaller lips.
Those with light hair, want darker hair.
Those with dark hair, want lighter hair.
Those with big tits, want smaller tits.
Those with small tits, want bigger tits.
Those with a big ass, want a smaller ass.
Those with a small ass, want a bigger ass.
Those with light skin, want darker skin.
Those with dark skin, want lighter skin.
Something, not sure what the hell I'm talking about here, Botox, and lip filler and permanent eyeliner and removing ribs, and nose jobs, eye jobs, chin jobs...but not enough about blowjobs.
Bunch of perpetual malcontents, never happy, with anything.
Seriously, most guys like women that are close to "factory direct". You all do this for other women, to keep up with, to compete with, to impress...other women. Guys mostly don't care. Guys are simple. We want...the 3 S's. Sex, sandwich and silence. Okay, not really just that. We like companionship and talking, and we like hugs and doing things, and sometimes we even like food beyond a sandwich, and no, we're not expecting you to make said sandwich (but if you want to, feel free...do it now, woman, lol) but why the hell do you complicate things, put yourselves through stress, spend a fortune on products that don't really help, and in some cases hurt or make you look *worse* all for...what? The approval of some unknown arrogant bitch walking down the street? Some chick you never met before and never will...but where she might "evaluate" you for a nanosecond as you pass by on the sidewalk? It makes no sense...truly. The guy you are with likes you for being you, not for the fake plastic parts and the 2 tons of makeup and bizarre body enhancements that cost a gazillion dollars.
Maybe don't be a sucker for the cosmetics, diet and plastic surgery industry? Eat clean, go to the gym, practice good hygiene, drink water, don't create drama and, shut up while being bent over, when you...make sandwiches. π€£
I read a lot of autobiographies and recently came across one by Kirk Douglas. In the middle of the book was an entry where he mentioned a "tryst" with an actress named Elisabeth Threatt while filming a movie called "The Big Sky" (never heard of the movie or her). Anyhow, she apparently repeatedly implored him to beat her with his belt and then chided him for not doing it as hard as he could. During filming, which was out in the middle of nowhere, they'd wander off during downtime to the woods, near a stream or wherever, get naked and have sex in the warm sunshine and she wanted to be punished with his belt and rather demanded it be done quite severely. No major point, other than it was a surprise bit of unexpected information...and side note, she's totally hot as well. A ravishing beauty, as they used to say.