I like to think about a woman's body like it's a dessert. Some people like chocolate, some people like dairy pudding. Some people like waffles. But usually everyone likes a good dessert. Of course if you don't count the occasional faggot. A woman's face and body would be literally what the dessert is. But if you're really getting into the details of it a woman's feet would maybe be the cutlery that you're given and their voice would be the waiter. But how good a dessert is doesn't matter if where you're eating it is disgusting, loud and crowded. This would be a woman's personality. So a perfect woman would be a really good dessert in a very good restaurant. But you sure know those places cost a lot. 10 dollars for a bottle of water. So you would need to work a lot if you wanted to get a woman like that. That's why i always go to that quiet place in the back street. There's always some nice music playing, there are a couple of people sitting and chilling in the background and my man in the register knows what i want. Best part of it is that it's not even that expensive. So that's type of woman i want and more so need. But this gets me thinking what analogy would a woman make for a man in their head? I am going to think about this for 30 minutes and write down my thoughts here. And i don't give a fuck if you're not gonna read this or filter me. I write this for myself and my people. Not you. Niggers.