Who are you referring to with that statement?
this topic is getting fucking monotonous now , The way some of you are talking its not as though its close friends or relatives your getting all your knickers in a twist about ,
OOPS!!
Sorry ive been adviced by the powers that be ,that i must learn to accept all kinds of comments from members inc: drama queens -
dumb fuks,- copycats,fantasist- pessimist-optimist and

guess we will just have to carry on reading this shit but top up on the Jack Daniels
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Just going through the comments in general and its clear some people wont move on from it.
Oops, the master has spoken again. ![]()

Starting out the comment with âgetting all your knickers in a twistâ then ending with âdrama queens, dumb fuks, copycatsâ, etcâŠ
Is it just me or does anyone else see the irony here? ![]()
I just hope that the partys keep going on ![]()
FREE
Education lesson
âGetting your knickers in a twistâ means becoming overly upset, agitated, or worried about something trivial.
Meaning and Usage
[The phrase is used to describe someone who is reacting disproportionately to a situation, often over minor or unimportant matters. It is commonly expressed in the negative form, such as âDonât get your knickers in a twist,â to advise someone to calm down or not overreact . In British English, it is often humorous and can be directed at either sex, ]
The only irony is your inability to follow context , then make a comment to prove your stupidity
but i wont hold it against you , your not the only one , ![]()
Thank you for this free education session.
You are complaining about people getting upset about silly things and then you go and get upset about silly thingsâŠ
Hence, the irony ![]()
How do you not see that�

indeed.
You know they say actions have consequences and right now sheâs in La La Land having fun. Sheâs probably thinking heâs gonna come back but I hope for her sake did Oscar wasnât maintaining her livelihood because if he was and once he stops thatâŠâŠâŠ
Iâm afraid Iâm old school so my views on morten arenât very favourable but Iâll leave it there so I donât stir an hornets nest up.
The BEST Capture so far! ![]()
Oscar a quitté le foyer ?
I am just putting this thought out to hear what people think: Oscar has been gone for several days now and yet Morten and Pearl are sort of playing like little children. Morten did have oral sexual with Pearl yesterday morning but other than that they do not seem very sexual with each other. You would think that with Oscar gone, Morten would be acting like he owns the place and that he and Pearl would be having sex all over the apartment. When Oscar was there, Pearl was often sneaking off to be with Morten alone, and now that Oscar is gone they seem to just massage each other and hug, and stare at the phone in bed as if they are unsure.
Reading certain comments sometimes sends me into a specific kind of reflection, making me wonder: has this person ever actually lived? Truly lived and waded through both the good and the bad, experiencing both worldsâthe light and the dark? It is as if they exist within a thin membrane of a fairy-tale heaven, wrapped in cotton wool, where anything negative is merely an illusion.
Have they never stood alone outside the door of a girl they idolized, someone they placed among the stars and took a ring to in their dreams, only to suddenly taste the bitterness of rejection? All these knights on white horses, still riding through the wilderness with their first loves well into their later yearsâdo they not know the sound of the word ânoâ?
What was so extraordinary about the Pearl and Oscar connection that their âfairytaleâ is constantly brought up? Living day-to-day, a lack of sexual belonging, intimate sharing, constant moving without ever building a hearth to call home, wartime where bombs explode outside your window, the absence of a goal, and a total departure from a traditional partner or family atmosphere. It seemed to lack any common plans; in short, it was just existing from one day to the next.
Is this the fairytale that some here imagine to be divinely ordained? From my perspective and from following their journey, I would say it was only a matter of time before reality caught upâsomething I even mentioned to Pearl herself, including in this thread. If anyone thinks Morten is to blame for what happened, they are dead wrong. It was inevitable; if it hadnât been Morten, it would have been a John or a Peter. A lack of nuance in how a relationship is viewed through a camera lens doesnât mean those nuances donât exist.
I read about the Rosy & Aleks fairytale, the Aora & Paladin one, and many others. There isnât as much judgment there as there is here, yet people are already envisioning babies and âforever together.â Sometimes, you need to take your head out of the sand and look at these pairings realistically. The eventual disappointment will be much smaller if you do.
Because life is not a fairytale. Life on VHTV is a stage play for us, the viewersâwith the occasional peek behind the curtain where something real happens, though even that remains part of the stage.
The performers often try to convince us that they are living real lives, that what we see isnât just an act. To them, it probably isnât, because itâs the only reality they know. But for those of us living outside that ârealmâ shellâthose of us who donât offer up our bodies and intimate moments for our survivalâthings arenât quite so rosy. Weâve been through rejections; personally, I was left almost at the altar. The invitations were ready, and my mind was filled with visions of a future with children in my arms. Yet, it happened anywayâexactly as it did with Pearl, where a colleague knew just how to whisper the right things to spark a chemical reaction in her. It wasnât easy, but I realized this is a part of life. I was able to shake her hand and thank her for what were, despite everything, five beautiful years. We remained friends and still keep in touch today, because for me, it was simply a filter that allowed me to later meet a partner with whom I could build a lifeâone that is at least similar to the fairytale we dream of in our youth.
But one mustnât be deluded; every day is a struggle to maintain such a relationshipâwithout illusions, and with the knowledge that it could all end tomorrow, regardless of everything. My philosophy is built on the principle of being a realistic, moderate pessimist. This stood in stark contrast to my wife, who is an eternal optimist. A dreamer. After a few years, she began to recognize the value in my perspective: that when something doesnât go exactly to plan, it doesnât cause overwhelming disappointment. Instead, it allows you to move forward on your own path quite quickly. You acknowledge that things can go wrong, and you are prepared for potential failure.
And what is the greatest reward of such a perspective?
Every such experience teaches you; it does not »kill« you. The realization that it is all a part of life, and that in your very core, you are truly living rather than merely existing. You appreciate it while you have it, and you honor the memory when itâs gone.
You canât get to such people by trying to reason with them. They are so stuck in their addiction and most likely treatment of some kind is needed there.
Before I even read the rest of your post (I will), depending on varying levels of experience anyone can fall into the âyesâ or ânoâ category. But as far as levels of experience with -women-, Iâd be willing to bet my savings account that certain people here have ZERO experience.
The way they talk and the way they try to tell them what to do it is very likely they never really communicated with one in RLâŠ

