me against the world

I am too picky. Quite simply. Period. I have standards, and that’s fine. But I don’t consider myself a prince. I am a lot of things, but I am definitely not your dream prince, your savior on a white unicorn

I don’t give a shit about the eternal sayings I keep reading in all your profiles on GrindR, Tinder, etc: He should have experience, know what he wants, tell you where to go, always be there for you, muscular, but no hair on his chest and and and. But at the same time he should grant you all the freedom in the world, overlook your own mistakes and forgive. Who not only explains the world to you, but also shows it to you, finally drags you out into the daylight and forces you to do sports, because you can’t get off your ass. Am i right ?

Enough of your hopeless sobbing and whining that you should finally be taught better. Not that I have anything against it per se, I feel for you and have been filling my blog with these topics for years. Even started writing a book about it….

Bring on the positives. You don’t sell yourself by saying what you can’t do. There is a golden rule when it comes to self-promotion:

Never write anything negative about yourself and do not use negatives. Be positive, the negative side is already taken over by your ex, without you having to write it in the profile. Listen to your inner voice. 

what we often want from a „prince charming“: A superhuman who proves profession in success and has a well-trained body, who renounces everything that is edible and tastes, so that he looks horny for you, while he dribbles the chocolate sauce on his chest and you lick the whipped cream from his armpits.

Honestly, I don’t mind these days if my partner wears a bit more on his waist. So What.

And Yes, i do like Bears… who wears a belly or rephrased a „dadbod“.

Beautiful, metrosexual men are already something great, I’ve met a few of them… but also with time very exhausting. If I already date a man, then please remain a man, well-groomed okay but please do not exaggerate. And don’t come with „No Fems. No Fats. No Asians….“

And of course he must also be good in bed. Well, really good. Oh, yeah! Good sex happens when you get the right guy. When the circumstances fit or when you’re drunk enough after a party.

No matter how big your dick is, the feelings you have for a person count more than any centimeter. Good sex happens in bed, horny sex happens in the head. It’s as simple as that. Period. (no poppers…. will help there either).

There are simply people who make your stomach tingle. It doesn’t matter if you know them or if you just met them for a short time. This may be unusual, but I hope you have experienced it before. I have. It was so unusual, unexpected that I thought I was about to be sick. I don’t want him to save me, I’ve managed that myself. I don’t want him to make me a better person either. I can do it myself.

I have tried for a long time to live up to all these above-mentioned, sometimes contradictory claims. I have to say I’m on a damn good path, but to what end?

I don’t want to have to change for him. I don’t want to have to depend on his approval and goodwill. I stay away from men like that and stay single.

I have met many of those.

I have learned to appreciate more of myself in the meantime and have come to appreciate people who have accepted me as I am from the very beginning. Without ifs and buts.

The hard thing is not to have great demands and to pick out what you like and then drop it as soon as it becomes difficult. But what do I know. I don’t have a boyfriend.

I’m too picky? On second thought, it seems more like I don’t have a choice at all.

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