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experience that most of us go through at some point of in cowgirl sex doll our life. If unrequited love makes you a piece of shit then I must be an overflowing septic tank.
Are you stuck? Has this been going on for a long time? More than a year? Then you might need to jump start your life in some dramatic way, Move, develop a new interest, take a challenging class or see a shrink. It took me 4 years to get over my first love ( an abysmal amount of time ) and now that I am too old to care much about it I have pretty good sense of why.
First and foremost I'm an obsessive nut bag. I had a bad drug problem for a decade, chain smoked for twenty years, compulsive eater, compulsive everything. When I latch on to something I pretty much sink my teeth in and clamp down for years. This includes thoughts, dreams and ideas. My fantasy about, oh, lets call him, " Never gonna have em ' was scripted over many months of sexually desperate nights until the idea of him and the great love we could share was as natural to my thought process as beer for breakfast. Loving 'Never gonna' was a habit.
I'm not shallow. At least I'm not one of those people who keeps falling in love every other month and is always moving in and out of peoples apartments leaving cardboard boxes filled Huge Tits Sex Dollwith broken hearts, hobbled genitalia and C.D.'s that nobody in their right mind would want to listen to. Abba's Greatest Hits ? Really? Geez.
It took me a long time to wrap my head around objective thought. One day it occurred to me that "Never" really did want something other than what I wanted. This was a revelation, and an important one, because this is the thought that separates the love sick from the stalkers.
Please try to remember that if love is left unfed it dies. One day this pain will be over. I believe that my experience with unrequited love prepared me for the day when love was returned. It grounded me, perhaps it will do the same for you. And, like I did, you wi

(Popularity Rate: 93 ) How does it make you feel when a male stranger calls you "babe"? How about when he catcalls?

T ANSWER: disgusted with men
BABE ANSWER: Since age 12, most heterosexual males have been scared of me, so I’ve never heard anyone call me “babe,” not even a romantic partner (they’ve chosen other pet names…i.e. honey, sweetheart, my love, sexy, gorgeous, hottie, baby, beautiful, and my personal favorite, the Keebler elf pin-up girl).
CATCALL ANSWER: As for catcalls, I’ve had too many of those, and more of those than I care to remember. My feelings have varied, based on my emotional maturity throughout my life and where I lived at the time (no kidding…men in different geographic regions behave differently based on what is culturally acceptable in that area).
Teen years in Dallas, Texas (car culture)—Rarely catcalled as we drove everywhere, making cat-calling difficult. I was stalked almost daily while living in my parent’s home, and that was unnerving and scary. I also had a couple of men in their 40s and 50s who were disturbingly inappropriate, in their lecherous leering and “gifts” of sexy panties from Frederick’s of Hollywood (yes, and my best friend’s father, no less). I was catcalled in Mexico as a teen, but mostly they were men who wanted American money.
Freshman year in college (Texas)—I was close to 18 years old, and it was the first time in my teen years that I did not have a car and had to walk everywhere. Everyday, I had to walk down a hill from my all-girls dorm by an all male dorm on my way to the main quad where classes were held. Every morning, several boys in one of the rooms would look out their window and hold up numbers rating each of us 1 through 10. That was humiliating. Now, I was very accustomed to being “rated” as I was a competitive gymnast in my teens. I spent almost every Saturday in nothing but a leotard (often times winding up wedged between my buttocks) being judged for every single mistake I made during the competition, and then publicly rated. I don’t ever remember feeling humiliated in that environment, but it sure as hell felt humiliating when those boys did it. I ended up leaving that college after one semester. It was a very disturbing experience. (I ended up at UC Berkeley years later and none of that demeaning behavior was present as the kids were far more intelligent and emotionally mature).
20’s in Manhattan/one year in NJ (walking culture)—Men catcalled me all the time from a distance, and mostly those were blue-collar workers who were from highly misogynistic cultures i.e. Latino’s (Puerto Rican, Dominican, Cuban), African Americans, and Italian Americans. A few white collar men did this as well, usually Italian Americans, from a car when driving by or on foot when I was whisking by them on roller blades. I would describe the feelings ranging from disgust in my early 20s, to anger and disdain for men in my mid 20s, to humor and indifference by my late 20s. By my very late 20s, I began to realize that it had nothing to do with me and was about them and their desperate need for attention from beautiful women they would never have the courage to approach in real life. NOTE: The 4 seasons had a lot to do with how men behaved, as well, as they were deprived for a good 5 months out of the year from seeing the female form during the fall and winter months. No joke, when spring arrives in NY/NJ, and women start shedding the heavy coats, scarves, and hats, males wait with great anticipation for spring dress weather to arrive. Also, I was not treated that way when I visited Boston proper, or when I was in the Hamptons in the summer, or Cape Cod, NH, VT, CT. Down the Jersey shore, cat calls were normative, due to the Italian American cultural influence. If they don’t cat-call you, they’re yelling body-shaming comments, so it’s a lose-lose situation. On occasion, older African American males would yell out cowgirl sex doll to whatever man I was walking with at the time, and tell them they were lucky. The way they said it was sweet, positive and respectful, so that was always kind of humorous and uplifting. Those were the only individuals who ever cat-called anything that was positive and not demeaning (thank you sixtyish & older African American men!).
Traveling internationally in my 20s, I was never cat called during the summer months in London, Brussels, San Juan, Sao Paulo. One warm February day in Paris, I was cat called (while being followed on foot) by two Italian men who didn’t realize I was American. I was furious and cursed at them in French. When they heard my American accent, they were even more turned on. I felt completely disgusted, and like an animal being tracked by hunters.
30s, in LA/beach cities (beach and car culture)—Very few men leered inappropriately or catcalled me, as incredibly beautiful, physically fit, scantily clad women were the norm rather than the exception. Due to the warm weather, men had plenty of eye candy year round, and with this plethora of beautiful, fit females in SoCal, males seemed far less desperate than they did in NY/NJ. In 10 years, I can probably count on both hands the number of times I was “cat called”, and it was always by men in cars who could make a quick getaway. I was disgusted by them and thought they were pathetic, but I ignored them as though they didn’t exist. Again, I knew it was about their fear, cowardice and insecurity.
Traveling internationally in my 30s, I was never catcalled in Tokyo, Taipei, Sydney, Cairns, Melbourne, Alice Springs, Darwin, or Bali, but I was regularly cat called in Paris when I lived there over the summer (2001), mostly by young 20-something Muslim men who called me “le sexbomb” when they’d see me. They would say it to my face as they were walking passed me from the opposite direction, or yell it at me as they’d step off the Metro and I was stepping on. I had to ask another Parisien what it meant, and they told me that in English, that loosely translates to “a sexual explosion.” Great. That’s just what every female longs to hear “hi, you’re a walking orgasm.” Disgusting. There is no compliment anywhere in that statement. A few years later when I was telling someone else the story, they told me about an English-version club song that was hot all over Europe over the summer of 2001. Apparently, these guys were telling me I looked like the main blonde woman in the video? I still don’t consider that a compliment, especially with the tone in which the statement was universally expressed.
By age 40, I had moved to the San Francisco Bay area (walking & car culture), a very LGBTQ-dominant area, and the numbers favor heterosexual males who have their pick of moderately attractive females. Cat-calling happens, but rarely. I was surprised once by a carload of twenty-something males who yelled out the car window at me that I was a “total milf.” This actually happened in Berkeley, when I was walking to the only Whole Foods store there (at the time). This was mid-week, during the day, so no one else was walking around that area that is about a mile from the UC Berkeley campus (I looked, mostly because I was so shocked to hear someone cat-call anyone). I was confused not only because white males in Berkeley don’t usually cat-call females, but also because I didn’t understand what “MILF” meant. When I was checking out at Whole Foods, I told the cashier what happened and ask him what it meant. He did his best to stifle a smile, and pursed his lips tightly trying to fight back a laugh. He paused for a moment, trying to regain his composure, and then told me he couldn’t say because he might get fired. He suggested I “Google it, but not at work”. When I got home, I did just that, and I was floored at what came up on my computer screen. I didn’t realize that was a genre of porn. It made me feel the same way I used to feel when my guy friends in high-school used to lust after my mom (31 years my senior) when they’d come over to play basketball at my house…grossed out.
After reliving all this stuff, I feel like I need to go take a shower to wash the “ick” off. Men can be such gross, debased, sex-crazed animals when they see someone that sexually arouses them.
For decades now, people have asked why I’m still single after all these years? Probably due to the general state of disgust about the way men naturally behave when no one else is looking (and some lesbian women can be just as predatory). It’s one thing to have someone compliment or acknowledge aesthetic beauty, it’s another thing altogether to leer, salivate, and eye-f*ck females openly. It’s sickening to experience that constantly, even when you know it’s a reflection on them and not you. It happens so regularly that it gives “males” a ba

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