Possem, Audem, Dehibem

Your phrase is actually a mix of Latin and Portuguese, translating to “I can, praise to God, I got along well.”

Assigned Cop At Birth

Ethanol also rots the internal works of your vehicle so vehicles will disintegrate and people will be forced to buy new vehicles in 2027+ which will all have mandatory big brother spyware.

As if those are the only two types of men in the world? If so, which one are you? Misogynistic? Or deaf?

The foods I eat are extremely healthy & don’t taste good to anyone but me. I’m not a Goddamn chef. I HATE COOKING! Go to a restaurant if you want a chef. The last boyfriend I had, his house was full of junk food and I had to cook him his own separate junk that I would never eat, and it compromised my own health. I put so much effort into taking care of myself, I don’t have any energy to take care of anybody else. I go to work & I go to the gym. Feed your own damn self. I’m busy & exhausted.

So maybe other people should change, not me. I’m at the pinnacle of health. Why should I lower my standards? Other people should raise their standards. Why do people want to eat junk & feel like shit? Why should I lower my standards to meet them down there? You expect everybody to feel like shit just because you do? If every individual person takes care of their health, the world will be full of healthy people feeling good & smokin hot attractive. Because that’s all attractiveness is. It’s being healthy from the inside.

I just need speech therapy!!

Well the hard part is I also have high standards in men. They have to be smokin hot & obsessed with health too. Haven’t found one of those who can tolerate my squeaky voice, my utter uselessness, because I also refuse to cook food for anyone. IMO every adult should be capable of feeding themselves. Pisses me off when men expect women to cook for them.

So this is how a fine lady can end up forever alone, and I’m fully aware of this corner I’ve painted myself into 🤣

I assure you it’s not. Every man who approaches me because they’re interested in what I look like, as soon as I start talking, they start looking for an exit from the conversation and they leave.

Well, there’s someone out there for everyone. I’m a woman with an admittedly annoying squeaky voice & frustrating cadence & stuttering due to trauma that will never heal (all why I prefer writing), but my body is smokin hot & fine as fuck because exercise & nutrition are my passion. So if there are men out there who would still love to keep me around to look at & touch & play with, with no expectations of me saying anything profound or satisfying or useful, I can keep my mouth shut just let me spend as much time exercising & working out & we’ll all be happily ever after.