Yeah Ladies and Gent, Some are sophisticated or difficult to live with. They understand qwikcly but ya got to keep on explaining for a very long, long time. I do not set differences between black white red or yellow women.Currently I'm single and I explore, in all flavor and size ,false rendez vous. Certainly a matter of educatuion Education does count .It's the root of social integration. Weight of environnment and friends curves it most of the time. Here ww are not taught to survive outside their household. Still maintain in a narrow state of mind.It's not an attack but a constructive osbervation would it be accepted. Basically women are taught security and "homesickness" aptitudes They swallow the trash. I've not seen a woman who could deeply move me to reach the top of ceiling in admiration and amazement. What about you guys and women here?
I don't understand what you mean, that you prefer someone who stays in the home, or if you want them to be more independent? I've thought alot about it, how hard it probably is if you move from a more traditional culture where women are seen as fragile or weak and seen as of lesser value... and then live here where you are expected to be equals.
Dossou, the alcohol is talking today, sorry, I usually understand your posts fine but not the ones you posted this time. You really need to post when you head is clear, your English just isn't there yet. I think you mean that you want a woman who can challenge you mentally and you can respect her, and you have a hard time respecting a woman who just stays home and doesn't have a career or higher education. If that is what you mean, I think you'll find the thread on School interesting, it's been discussed at some length.
I guess you must be listening to Chris Crocker on the loose You've got my mind in the gutter When we're touchin' on each other Rollin' round under covers Blowing kisses like we're lovers I like the way that you taste When you're all up in my face Bodies touching, mind's corrupted 'Cause my mind is in the gutter I hear the freaks come out at midnight I've got you working up an appetite Now are you sure that you should take a bite? 'Cause once you do then you are mine Tired of waiting Blood is racing Out of control I feel like chasing you to date me Is a race of it's own You are my property now baby So come fetch your bone I'm the Crock ya rock ya sock on I'm in control
