OK i just wanna say musclemom that since you have been divorced u obviously dont know what it takes to keep a relationship. Which means you dont know the other persons needs, and that you are selfish. End of story. unless he cheated on you. only excuse
What the hell do you want, you putz? You've been jumping up and down in this thread like the annoying little kid in class dying for the teacher to call on them. Apparently you're under some impression I'm going to rip you up and down and you're going to get into an internet fight with me and turn around and tear me apart. Shit dude, I don't have to say word one to make you a fucking laughing stock, here's everything I know about you from these boards:
1. You are 21.
2. You're getting married in June.
3. Money is tight for you, you don't have a reliable job because you have a felony (in addition to 6 speeding tickets).
4. The main reason, I suspect, you're getting married is that your GF won't fuck you regularly because she's Christian.
5. You're a horny little bastard because you use AAS, whether you can afford it or not.
6. You're a homophobe.
Dude, you're a fucking stereotype and joke. You are trailer trash on the starting blocks. You're going to marry that girl, with no solid plans or prospects, and she's going to start pumping out babies and before you know it your balls will be as blue as Bowhunter’s. But you know something, at least he has a career, he can afford child support. He has a nice home and decent vehicles and realistic fucking goals. His wife may have depression, or hormone imbalance or opioid dependency issues. He can fix his fucking problem if he and his wife would just get on the same page and face it head on.
You, on the other hand, are a fucking dumbass being driving by immediate gratification and unrealistic and amorphous fantasies of greatness. You've pretty solidly fucked up your future already and between steroids and this dumbass idea of marriage you're driving the final nail in the coffin.
Me? Yes, my first marriage, a marriage which took place when I was just shy of turning 19 and my soon to be husband was
21 failed. He wasn't employed either. He didn't have a decent job or decent vehicles or realistic plans, either. He'd been in several run ins with the law and had a lot of dreams and no real way to achieve them (shit, he didn't even have a HS diploma). But I
looovveeed him and he painted such a pretty picture of all the wonderful things he could do and we could do together. And you know what? Within one month of being married I got my stupid fucking self pregnant. And he wanted me to keep it and I was headed down the same fucking road you are, too. I stopped myself, and it took me 10 years to get my shit together and make a better life for myself. I fuckin refused to end up living la vida trailer trash. On the other hand, my ex is no better than when
I left him (yes, I filed for the divorce, I left him, and he never fucked around on me).
I had two marriages, the first was a spectacular disaster the other, the current one, a glorious success. How many people on C&C have tried to tell you not to make the same fucking mistakes I just outlined above to you?
You stupid little shit. Get your fucking life in order, achieve some financial stability, get solid one, five and ten year plans together and stop flouting the law, you dumb fuck. You wanna be married, get your shit together. You can't even take care of yourself and you want to harness your life to another person's?!? Open your fucking EYES and pull your head out of your ass.
As for giving sexual or marital advice, knowing where your dick is and what you can shove it into doesn't automatically grant you expert status. My 24 year old son is more qualified to give marital advice than you are, and HE'D fucking tell
you not to get married considering he just got divorced two months ago, guess what, he got married for all the wrong fucking reasons, too (and against my advice, but at least he was in the service).
So sit the fuck down and shut up, Erkle, and while you're at it, go shoot more AAS into your body and keep telling yourself you're making intelligent, rational lifetime decisions, you putz.