Playboy Sad Quotes

Sadly, it seems as though society encourages this type of behavior in which men pursue women, then back off when commitment appears imminent. It’s the classic playboy model and sowing-wild-oats excuse and such behavior leaves the emotional wreckage of confused and hurt women in its wake. It is perceived as a male prerogative—love them and leave them and don’t suffer any consequences. You may try to rationalize his behavior—perhaps he was engulfed by his mother, his father was emotionally unavailable, he was never breast-fed. The bottom line, however, is that he can’t commit and you’ve got a problem.

But now, Grandpa was always comin’ down on us. He said we weren’t ready for when life attacks. He called dad a nothing-master. And a bluebeard. And fatty-tatties. And he called me a playboy man-baby. That made me imagine a crazy magazine. Dad tried to call his old friends. Local wizards, I’m sure, masquerading as store managers. But he hung up the phone slow, and sad. Dad said, ‘The worst thing about living here is that you can only kill yourself once.

You watch too many movies and I'm not a playboy. And no, I do believe in love. I just don't value it over other types of love. There are people in my life I love. I love art. I love my parents. I watch my friends love each other. I just don't see what the big deal is about romantic love. Everything seems more complicated when people fall in love with each other. People value romantic love over platonic love or familial love every day. I didn't really understand platonic love until I met Anastasia, and now I think I'd rather have that with someone. I look at the art people have created on the basis of being in love with someone and it's never the emotion I feel. If you made a piece of art - a picture - I'd look at your choice of medium, the colors you chose, your personal style, your skill level. I'd see a landscape, or a person, an event, or whatever you wanted to create, but I'd feel something else. People paint people they're in love with and I feel the lust, the longing, the joy, the sadness. It's a physical manifestation of someone going, Look! Look at how in love I am. But I don't believe people can look at a painting and see love. I can see friendship though. It's hard to explain.