I use a great deal of patience and understanding. But I also know when to call it quits. I left them. Now I don’t have to deal with their shit. Women, you’re not as awesome as you think you are and not everybody is going to put up with your psychopathic, entitled BS.
We’re also not going to play games with you. Quit your shit or you’ll be left only as you age into a bracket where children are no more possible, your beauty fades, and you’ve got very little left to offer a man. You’re so entitled and self-confident that you hit your thirties and you don’t even know how to prepare (even though you were to cook meals for one plus a kitty). Don’t get me started about how women care for animals. They’re very horrible at it, bordering on animal abuse.
I’ve never met a female that could look after another life. These are kind of helpless without men, but they’re also oblivious about how bad they are at life skills. A happily single man. If I meet a good woman ever, I’ll marry her. I don’t hate women, just gross incompetence and lack of treatment/effort.
However, this was simply how life was. The only records being kept of some thing was the government keeping track of the amount of money flow. As Tomoaki looks around, taking his time to watch individuals below for signs of anything interesting, he noticed that a good bunch of the folks are old.
They were as various as the different aspects of the town itself. Having been doing and self-taught things independently, most devoid of a proper enough mindset to figure out puzzles an so on, trying to live or earn a living was difficult. Especially wanting to get around the complexities of residing in the capital city and the politics which were always happening. Many times they’d finish up learning to be a monk or a nun, simply because it was a easier, and less thought-involved way to live. Again Then, on the other side of things, it isn’t like entering a religious faction made things any easier.
There were a lot of politics going on there, too, and people making a profit from the namesake of deities. This is why the emperor was going to separate religious beliefs from politics. He was looking to get all of this sorted out before Shou Takashi of Tokyo arrived to take over Tooru’s admistrative position.
Who even understand how well-informed or honest that Takashi even would be in relation to his matter. Far better understand this all done and sorted before that obvious change happened. Tomoaki crossed both arms over his chest as a gentle breeze blew through the certain area. It’s not like some of this information was news to him. In all honesty, that it is what he was expecting to find. He proceeded to make his way down the hill and closer to the populous city.
It didn’t take long before he started to be within earshot of people talking about various things. Yakushi had been mentioned. The sort of person she was, how and elegant she was pretty. He could hear someone else commenting about how exactly a rich man might act and be seen as whimsical, but in a location such as this, with everything that was happening, it was possible for his heart to be full of worry. The peacefulness of this land was being eroded away and it appeared like nothing at all was going to stop that. Tomoaki quietly approached the backside of a building and peered around a large part. His ears keen to listen in on more conversations.
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The more he could learn about what was happening, the more ready he could be. Tomoaki’s curiousity. He could see several people looking across the real way at someone. The young man straight stood up, extending his neck and sitting on his toes for a better look. He gasped at what he could see.
A big, muscular soldier arrived riding later on on an extraordinary black horse, as dark as the night time sky itself. He was bigger than anyone the son had ever observed in his life, and was extremely intimidating to behold. It’s surprising to visit a horse able to so easily accomidate the person, but it’s almost like they can fit one another quite well which the man’s size and weight didn’t bother the horse whatsoever. As if this sight itself wasn’t another thing to see, Tomoaki noticed the almost bloodstream red colorization of the horse’s reins, which seemed to match the colour of the horse’s eyes. It had been painful only to take a look at almost.