No one can give you any answers. There aren't any. You have to discover for yourself-you must learn to navigate the mystery.
Courtroom for Ted Bundy's trial is packed with women, trying to meet him and give him love letters and wedding-fucking-proposals...and the first thought that enters my mind is, "And I'm not getting laid." What am I doing wrong?
I wouldn't give Satan a snowball's chance in Hell against a woman's ego.
