Okay, Babychickfarmer, I'm going to give it to you straight from a used-to-be "cad". I lost count of all my one-night stands and long-term affairs that I just stopped calling or seeing with no explanation. I can only remember ONE of their last names, actually most of them I don't even remember their FIRST name (if I ever knew it). The one whom I remember most is from my early college years, the one whom I'd not called for a while; she approached my booth where I was sitting alone in the Union Building and proceded telling why SHE was breaking up with me. I was dumbfounded! I looked her straight in the eye, and lying through my teeth I told her that I had not called her because I cared so much for her that I caught myself wanting to marry her, and I wanted to be alone for a while to think about it, but that her words told me it would be best not to be too serious about her. She was stunned, but we did part as "friends" even though she admitted that she'd made a big mistake saying what she did.
Am I sorry for anything I did?
No.
Why am I not sorry?
Because I know girls/women do the same thing to some men whom they can manipulate, and I didn't want to argue with any of them or listen to what they thought or how they felt about breaking up. It's that simple.
Bachelorhood (male or female) is an unsafe period of kill or be killed time by/for a "cad".
Am I sorry for anything I did?
No.
Why am I not sorry?
Because I know girls/women do the same thing to some men whom they can manipulate, and I didn't want to argue with any of them or listen to what they thought or how they felt about breaking up. It's that simple.
Bachelorhood (male or female) is an unsafe period of kill or be killed time by/for a "cad".