When a woman loses shyness

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When a woman loses shyness

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When a woman loses shyness

I still clearly remember that just 10 years ago, when someone was telling a yellow joke in the office, except for some people who laughed, young girls blushed, and the older ones accompanied them with silence and indifference to show their rejection;Two years ago, when a woman started writing with her body and developed it into a landscape of the city, I thought that was an alternative; a year ago, when we asked a woman: “Are you living alone?

And she replied without hesitation: “You curse, you live alone!”

“And then when I started talking about Huang Duanzi, I had to wonder if the world has really changed; a few months ago, I met a new human girl, and she said,” Who says that when married, he can’t make other men.?

I love my husband and I have to be loyal to him are two different things.

What ‘s more, a male friend said that he hooked up with a MM online two days ago, and on the phone, he expressed the idea of seeing each other, and the other party told him a website, saying, “After going up, I sawThe one with the left lower leg and his legs crossed is me. “He went up and took a look at: pornographic nets . in this way, I have reason to be afraid.

I do n’t know when I will never see a girl who will blush, by the way, when was the last time you saw a girl who blushed?

 At this time, my first thought is always: Where are these women’s faces?

Although I am a woman, I still feel strange to them; although I say that they are women, seeing them, I still have a word involuntarily in my heart: inferior embryos.

When I was young, I refused to be friends with such a faceless person, and today it is still the same.

This does not mean that I must be more noble than others, but at least I am not indecent.

Due to the nature of my work, I have many opportunities to reach women of different genders, but I always find it difficult to be friends with girls who are very open-minded, and I often find excuses to leave mid-way.

I was born in the 1960s. For our generation, the values of openness are far from fully specific actions. Even a man in the 1960s lived a long life, but he chose love and the scale of marriage was stillIt is based on traditional ideas, and it is definitely not as westernized as the people born in the 1970s and 1980s.

I paid attention to the faces of many young girls and found that whether they were listening to a man’s tease or talking about yellow paragraphs themselves, their faces really did not have any flushing. For the past three years, I seem to only remember that there were two girls who wouldShy enough to look up.

 I often lose shame for modern women, then humiliate and sorrow after abandoning shame. I believe that when a woman no longer knows what shame (or face) is from the body to the spirit, it must be at the bottom of human degradation.

 When writing this article, I still thought so.

Because I am still constantly in a large number of fashion magazines and online, some articles-for example, glory as a prostitute; once again, I masturbated my happiness and the like-the ideas expressed by the ideas, the experience caused by the trapped and shocked;From time to time, I still have to face some faceless people who always appear in front of my eyes.

I am the only one to sigh for the willingness of some young girls to be the evil flower of the modern city, and more importantly for the women who are already married to women who are busy secretly losing their virtuous sorrow.

I insist that everything in the world can be degraded, but only a woman can’t, because her nature is motherhood, her beauty lies in the nobleness of her mother’s world, her gentle and elegant temperament, and her virtues of firmness and virtue.

A woman is the mother of the world, and therefore the mother of the world.

When women all start not to be shy, not to be ashamed, and to tarnish the dignity of motherhood, what they destroy will be all men’s nostalgia, worship, respect and love for women, and the world will no longer have dreams, no fun,It’s a magical sad thing, think about it.