It’s like us fellas can’t win. We’ll follow one and then we get the goods. Then we get the crazy meltdown stuff afterwards when someone says something about the way they look; when someone says they should do something; when someone offers them the dick. It’s a never-ending circle of disappointment. It’s like they’re saying: “HERE, HAVE HALF NAKED PICTURES OF ME!” and while you’re getting accustomed to it: “YOU HAVE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD! NOW DEAL WITH MY PERSONAL ISSUES WITH A SIDE OF ME HALF-NAKED!”
You can’t win. No one wins. Well apart from them, because the said thirsty dudes will fucking donate to their little funds so they can buy all types of silly shit. But you don’t win. When will they learn that you can’t fucking go around showing yourself half-naked without the occasional message from a thirsty dude.