48...Been with "good Christian" girls... been with drunken whores and everything in between. Always searching for something...always felt empty for some reason. After my last breakup in early 2015, I decided to just roll by myself, suck it up and deal w the lonely, emptiness and see who I really am. Guess what? No longer empty, no longer searching. I no longer fight over stupid shit. I write, draw and paint whenever the fuck I want. I eat what/when I want. I go to the gym at 4 a.m. and don't listen to any shit about it. I have $$ in the bank...a new car...I do whatever I want. I was empty because I was constantly attached to a soul sucking leech. Cut the cord, fellas..life is golden out here. I have a rule at my house, painted and hanging proudly in the living room..."you can't stay the nite more than once in any 30 day period and you can't catch feelings..attempts at either get you promptly booted" I've been cursed out over it, laughed at, ignored and yelled at..there's the door, beat it, kid... I don't hate women. I love pussy. They just don't run my life or factor in to my decisions. Tons of other shit comes way, way before chicks..and I've never been happier. Come to the light side, boys...good fortune and happiness abound. All you have to do is reach out and grab it...and not by the pussy. By your balls. You got one life..you gonna waste it being miserable? A simp? A fucking slave? I don't think so...it's all here for the taking, gang...fish in a barrel. Life is grand.