"Yeah... It's getting tougher."

Those are words said by The Good in The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. They came to mind tonight when not one but two girls I was semi-involved with snapped at me with what seems an almost rampant case of "angry independent" woman syndrome.  I laugh at the fact someone tips their hand warning me of what I could have been in for had I been involved with them. 

You see, I think I'm getting far too tough for love.  Not that I am looking for it, or need it in my life right now. 

But you see, I don't need a woman per se'.  I've got children.  I've been married.  I'm single and able to do anything my heart desires without answering to anyone.  I laugh as I type this because I say this tongue-in-cheek.  The reality is only true in the first sentence of this paragraph.  I don't need a woman.  I don't.  Yeah... the guys want to play basketball on short notice... No problem.   They guys need another player for a tournament, no problem.  No problem, no problem, no problem.

While I would welcome love and kindness, I don't hold my hand on my ass expecting or desiring it. 

So the most dangerous of men on earth are the ones that you can't mesmerize with attributes.  Here is a hint ladies.  Looks gain a man's attention. Personality keeps it.  Sex is nothing.  Nada, neinte, neit. 

Personality.  Want a man's heart? Have personality.  Have one he can't live without.

When you want a man to feel as if he has something to lose in you, it has to be your company.  Not your body, not your stories of how you eat up other men and spit out the bones etc... A ...   more »