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Civil marriage: Partner. Lover. Anyone but a wife.
Humiliating cohabitation
The delusional term “civil marriage”, which now denotes living opposite-sex individuals in the same territory with exclusive sex, must have been invented by women. Desperately want to marry, but do not take, so you have to get out of the situation, just to not admit that I am a banal cohabitant. Partner. Lover. Anyone but a wife.
They picked up the phrase “in a civil marriage” and men to speak their teeth to their girlfriend: dear, we are already married, just without a stamp in the passport, and what do we have for dinner? This position is extremely convenient for a man - he gets all the bonuses of family life (care, dinners, shirts, regular sex, etc.), but does not bear any legal responsibility for a cohabitant. The reality of "civil marriage" is the man's phrase "I'll pack my suitcases right away and out the door!" Cohabitation ends at his request in minutes without any legal consequences.
My friend Yulia, when her cohabitant started buying an apartment in a mortgage and repairing it, honestly told him - this is your apartment, your repair, and I will not invest in this money and any special efforts. He, of course, like a real man complained about the topic of “all in common, all for you”, but she is intelligent, perfectly understood how this story could end. She pedaled this "your" so much that he quickly proposed to her. And most women behave like idiots.
They console themselves that they are married without five minutes. Therefore, they rush to cook a man cakes with meat, put his salary in a common box, pay his mortgages with loans - the family should have a general budget. In short, building the cell of society. They spend their precious time on a man who is not ready to call them officially their wife. But they proudly call him husband.
Ladies, come on! You're just cohabitants. Cut it down on your nose. If you took a car in the cabin for a test drive, you don’t call your family shouting “I bought a car”? So it is.
Women happily tolerate the chatter of “why interfere the state in our beautiful relations?” But let's be realistic. When a man says that he is afraid of stamps in his passport, it is worth clarifying how he feels when applying for visas, hospital in a clinic, extending his rights and so on. How sick he was when he put a stamp on his passport. Perhaps he has a rare phobia of filling out official documents. He probably just doesn’t want to marry you. It's you.
If a man is afraid to go out and tell the public “we are together”, then he does not want it. He is looking for a better one, dreams of a former classmate, loves how his roommate cooks patties, but does not think of her as a wife. As long as he is not officially married, he may consider himself a free eagle who has temporarily crouched on a pole. If he is comfortable, he will spend at least thirty years there and still have a free eagle. In the end, he is unlikely to be annoyed by his mother screaming “you are already thirty, and no one takes you as a husband.” And the whisper behind his back, “all normal men were dismantled, and no one needed this one,” he will also not hear. He's doing fine.
Ladies, I'm not insisting. You can do anything. You can wait for years and hope he ever proposes. Five years later, you can fall on your knee in front of him, hold out the ring and say "marry me." You can tell yourself, “I’m good with him.” You can call yourself a wife simply by being a partner. You can follow him to hate "bureaucracy" and "stamps in the passport." You might think he loves you so much that he's afraid of getting married because it's too good. But if you want to marry him and he doesn't say anything definite, he's fooling you. And if a girl lets herself be fooled, she's a fool.
You can live as you please.
But today the old maid is not a virgin. This is a woman who lived with one three years, with another four, with a third five years. Oh, fortieth birthday, and she's not married yet. Here, she either sees through and honestly says to another “husband”: we will live a year together, rubbish, and then the registry office or run away. Or spend his final years of fertility on his admiring "oh, we're already a family," and then stand alone with his suitcases packed. Poor fool. published
P.S. And remember, just changing our consumption – together we change the world!
Source: cosharel.livejournal.com/
The delusional term “civil marriage”, which now denotes living opposite-sex individuals in the same territory with exclusive sex, must have been invented by women. Desperately want to marry, but do not take, so you have to get out of the situation, just to not admit that I am a banal cohabitant. Partner. Lover. Anyone but a wife.
They picked up the phrase “in a civil marriage” and men to speak their teeth to their girlfriend: dear, we are already married, just without a stamp in the passport, and what do we have for dinner? This position is extremely convenient for a man - he gets all the bonuses of family life (care, dinners, shirts, regular sex, etc.), but does not bear any legal responsibility for a cohabitant. The reality of "civil marriage" is the man's phrase "I'll pack my suitcases right away and out the door!" Cohabitation ends at his request in minutes without any legal consequences.
My friend Yulia, when her cohabitant started buying an apartment in a mortgage and repairing it, honestly told him - this is your apartment, your repair, and I will not invest in this money and any special efforts. He, of course, like a real man complained about the topic of “all in common, all for you”, but she is intelligent, perfectly understood how this story could end. She pedaled this "your" so much that he quickly proposed to her. And most women behave like idiots.
They console themselves that they are married without five minutes. Therefore, they rush to cook a man cakes with meat, put his salary in a common box, pay his mortgages with loans - the family should have a general budget. In short, building the cell of society. They spend their precious time on a man who is not ready to call them officially their wife. But they proudly call him husband.
Ladies, come on! You're just cohabitants. Cut it down on your nose. If you took a car in the cabin for a test drive, you don’t call your family shouting “I bought a car”? So it is.
Women happily tolerate the chatter of “why interfere the state in our beautiful relations?” But let's be realistic. When a man says that he is afraid of stamps in his passport, it is worth clarifying how he feels when applying for visas, hospital in a clinic, extending his rights and so on. How sick he was when he put a stamp on his passport. Perhaps he has a rare phobia of filling out official documents. He probably just doesn’t want to marry you. It's you.
If a man is afraid to go out and tell the public “we are together”, then he does not want it. He is looking for a better one, dreams of a former classmate, loves how his roommate cooks patties, but does not think of her as a wife. As long as he is not officially married, he may consider himself a free eagle who has temporarily crouched on a pole. If he is comfortable, he will spend at least thirty years there and still have a free eagle. In the end, he is unlikely to be annoyed by his mother screaming “you are already thirty, and no one takes you as a husband.” And the whisper behind his back, “all normal men were dismantled, and no one needed this one,” he will also not hear. He's doing fine.
Ladies, I'm not insisting. You can do anything. You can wait for years and hope he ever proposes. Five years later, you can fall on your knee in front of him, hold out the ring and say "marry me." You can tell yourself, “I’m good with him.” You can call yourself a wife simply by being a partner. You can follow him to hate "bureaucracy" and "stamps in the passport." You might think he loves you so much that he's afraid of getting married because it's too good. But if you want to marry him and he doesn't say anything definite, he's fooling you. And if a girl lets herself be fooled, she's a fool.
You can live as you please.
But today the old maid is not a virgin. This is a woman who lived with one three years, with another four, with a third five years. Oh, fortieth birthday, and she's not married yet. Here, she either sees through and honestly says to another “husband”: we will live a year together, rubbish, and then the registry office or run away. Or spend his final years of fertility on his admiring "oh, we're already a family," and then stand alone with his suitcases packed. Poor fool. published
P.S. And remember, just changing our consumption – together we change the world!
Source: cosharel.livejournal.com/