A face that I could love

When I m hunting, I see a girl who crosses my path from the bottom to the
top. His legs after seeing so many thousands of pairs, to reveal to me his
body's size and shape, even if it's wearing a long winter coat. I look away
if the legs are deformed or lumpy, not daring to risk an accidental eye
contact. Otherwise, my eyes move upward with enthusiasm, to see what kind
of chest, face and hair she has. I then make a snap judgment of its general
condition and if the value of my effort.
When a girl goes my visual inspection, it'll at least have a good body and
a mean face with a unique quality that is exquisite. That's more than
enough for a night or two to pursue sex, but more than that, I need a lot
more & # 8212; I need a face that I could love.
A face that I could love can not contain more beauty, or fewer defects, but
it is a face I & # 8217, to enjoy looking at every day for the rest of my
life, I instinctively would risk my life if a group of men more barbarous
than I tried to take him. A face that I could love always contain objective
beauty, because a man of my experience and age can t be anything but a
beauty widower, but I remain alone rather than be with an ugly face I maybe
can love.

A face that I could love will not be the same face that you might like, and
that's something we should both be grateful. I can try to describe it to
you, the softness of her cheeks, the silent invitation of his eyes, the
soft wetness of his lips, but it would just give you a bad idea. A face
that I could love can not be measured or quantified. If I explained to a
police artist, he d draw a monstrosity, because the heart can not put into
words what he wants. A face that I could love is vague, perhaps clumsy, but
always beautiful, like the first flight of a bird after his mother, he
encourages out of the nest.
Love is a decision. When you hear that a girl is worthy of your love, let
yourself go. because they can turn off your shield if things go. Although
it can deny that love, and stab you in the back with a hundred serrated
knife, the decision must be made to feel what love is.
If you do not make the decision to love, the end will be decided early.
When the novelty of his energy or naked body fades, or she dares to do
something less annoying than you wouldn t even notice about a girl who has
a face that you might like, you ll end the wait cruelly without regret. The
course of events with a new girl is written in the first meeting, otherwise
the first minute, if at first you take a look at it from top to bottom or
bottom to top, with the highest examination care his face. None of this
requires your awareness. You know, if you love before you know if you will
like.

When I m with a girl who has a face I can not love, I avoid her eyes. What
a waste to be with a girl! I'll get her orgasms, as cheap as I can get
them, but the time it takes to get an orgasm with a face I can not love
means that I miss on the opportunity, a chance encounter with a face that I
could love, but the need for sex is stronger than the need for love, and
more easily satisfied, it sex than I am pursuing for so many years and the
sex I will continue to pursue, but I know it's a devil's bargain because if
I can feel the sexual satisfaction of the old sultans, the chance of love
fades with each new girl.
The more I got to gain sex, unless I'm open to the possibility of love, and
sometimes at night when I lay on my bed before going to sleep, I wonder
what would happen if I write completely just sex talk to girls who have a
face I could love a face I see once every few weeks, often looking at the
face of a man she already likes. I fell asleep. Anonymous women who come in
and out of my dreams seem to reflect those coming in and out of my life.
The model farm, gray hair steadily increasing in number, and my motivation
to work for women fades, so I want eagerly to any short-term pleasure as
the chance to make a sacrifice for a face that I could love is becoming
increasingly unlikely, until it eventually disappears. My heart will give
up soon, and it will be difficult to look at faces more.
This article was originally published on Roosh V.
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