I’ve been spending more time with ballet girl and it’s put me in a weird headspace.
When it comes to murdering my productivity, this chick puts both Dahmer and Gacy to shame.
But it’s not just that she’s occupying more of my time. There’s something more sinister going on beneath the surface.
I was speaking to a buddy who dated a BPD girl for over a decade, and he put it like this…
“Dating these girls is no different than getting high. It’s an intense drug that makes you crash, hard. And just like our college days, you gotta train yourself to bounce back after an all-night bender and show up to work on time, ready to go. It’s a skill, for sure.”
He’s spot on about the drug-like effects. And it’s not about the se-x at all, although se-x with girls on the far end of the “hot/crazy” scale is usually quite the intense experience.
It’s the constant mind games and manipulation attempts. The way their moods shift from hot to cold for seemingly no reason. The brutal shit testing that can leave you in a constant state of nausea.
And the possibility of your self-esteem evaporating in a millisecond if you’re not careful.
The most fitting metaphor I can think of is the assassin bug that liquifies your insides before sucking them right out of you.
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“Assassin bugs feed by external digestion, which means that they push their beak into their victim’s body and inject a very toxic, or poisonous, liquid that affects the nerves and liquifies the muscles and tissues of their prey.
Once the insides of the prey are turned into a liquid, the assassin bug uses its rostrum to suck out the liquefied tissues in much the same way we use a straw to drink a milkshake!”
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Yes siree, these girls can easily liquify your self-worth and slurp it up like a mother-f’ing milkshake.
And they’ll enjoy participating in your demise.
That’s why I urge guys to stay away from these types. The risk/reward profile is hot garbage.
But if listened to my own advice, then my life wouldn’t be the cautionary tale you’ve come to know and love.
Now, lest you think I’ve completely lost my marbles, rest assured that I’ve offset some of the risk by having another girl in play – one who resides on the other end of the see-saw.
This one is the polar opposite of ballet girl. She’s sweet, caring, loyal, responsible, and easy to please. Wifey material, for sure.
But unfortunately for her, she not only lives out of state, but she’s up against a skilled opponent. Plus, we all know that nice girls always finish last.
It doesn’t look good for the underdog. But I won’t know for sure until I lock them both in the steel cage and let them fight to the death.
Anyhoo, don’t be nutso like me. I highly recommend staying away from the crazies.
You’re better off staying stone-cold sober as you focus on giving the women in your life a drug-like experience they’ll never forget.
Luckily for you, my illicit pharmacy hasn’t been shut down just yet, so you can go stock up on Lemmon ludes before the FDA swoops in to ruin the fun.
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Ciao for now,
-Jay
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