Give it up, girl.
Put away your lace, stilettos, and toys. Stop trying.
Your man doesn't fantasize about you.
He is a man in a world where image is everything and selfishness is encouraged. There is no reason for you to put up with those thongs; those sex games you learn, or dancing around naked for him because he can simply get that from either the internet or even a testosterone fueled action flic. Your man will never be fully satisfied with you because you are reality. This is the norm.
We do have hope, ladies. The man who sees beyond smut and prefers something that he can touch, smell, and taste exists; the man to whome you are his fantasy and his reality.
We may never find him, and many women give up and settle, but take comfort in the fact that he is out there.
Let your hopes thrive for him.
It is our only rebound against the men we are stuck with. Until we find that man who trembles in appreciation from our tangible and palatable sexual essence, we will always long for him. Our fantasy is stronger.
Our fantasy has a greater possibility of becoming reality.
If thankful for anything that our shallow men have given us, that hope is it.
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