Gold Digger

I adore gold diggers. Trading looks for money. The people who judge usually have neither. To be able to get a commitment out of a wealthy man is a delicate dance. A dance that not any average bimbo can do. They basically have made a job out of toying with a man. The ultimate feme fatale!

I'm surprised it's taken me this long to proclaim my love for gold diggers. I even looked through my articles making sure i dont parrot something I've already said. (side note i complain about being too chubby) ( I am sorry about this. Going forward I will be more cognitive of my self talk). It's the balancing act to sexism. Using the only tool women have had. Mens insatiable hunger for sex. That some women have marketed themselves and are able to give themselves anything they could ever want for something that literally only lasts seven minutes. We have to admire that kinda innovation. Women are weaker! Women even have skin that ages faster! Our metabolism is slower! Our bodies are ruined with children! Even Black men were able to vote before us! We've had a black president before a female president! We only have a small window to get the money and run, and people want to vilify them for it?!?! Not on my watch! 

Do you think these men at least ten years their senior treat them well? Do you think they are treated like an equal partnership? Do you think these women are demanding? No! They make it their job to be carefree, easygoing, arm candies. 

Some constructive criticism for the gold-digger. Consider going to school. Maybe start a business. Invest in stocks. Do something! Create a purse-line and pedal it to the other gold diggers in your circle. You gotta strike while the iron is hot. Make yourself marketable. Who knows how long the money train can stay running.


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