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WHY DOES HE
Are you in a relationship where your lover has lost all interest and doesn't even acknowledge that your in the house? Have you tried everything to get their attention but all they want to do is watch T.V check old sports updates or just roll over and go to bed? Things are going down hill and it's confusing why they won't show you any attention, are they still interested or is the relationship ending? This Peace Of Advice Should Help <===
Laying in bed after a long hard day at the office you see him without his shirt on and your mind starts to race all over on what type of things you want to do with him... You slip on something sexy spray on his favorite perfume,and slowly walk toward the bed feeling sexy and naughty... He doesn't even notice you, maybe he's just tired, then you get under the covers, start to kiss his neck touch him softly and he just pushes you away and says not tonight honey....
I’ve been in two imaginary relationships. Both times I was head-over-heels in love, and both times I ended up dumped for another woman. See, in both relationships, things started out casual. There were no strings attached and we were just having fun. At first, I was happy about the arrangement, because I didn’t feel smothered or pressured into making big decisions about commitment or accountability.
I always want women to feel empowered enough to never be a man's doormat. There is nothing that feels worse than compromising your self-esteem in the name of 'love'. Love should make you feel great. It should make you feel like the best you there is. Love lifts us, it doesn't put us under the shoes of an ungrateful man. When you feel like a doormat, you are not experiencing love, you are seeking acceptance, and in love, there should already be acceptance.
Some call it the final frontier. Whereas the vagina is the entry point of life, the anus is the terminus of the human digestive process. The alpha and the omega. Yet this rear entry (exit, really) holds a mystique and allure that 995 of the 1,001 Arabian nights can't even sniff. Is it the taboo? Is it the fit? Is it a power thing? Whatever the case, you can count me out.