SeaSnake
OG
Well from my living experience since afar as my fifteen years, no girl or woman want a male friend: I was either the sandbox companion from their youth, tne sandbox conpanion who turned out fine but has no game, the weirdo one likes to treat as a plaything, the ugly duckling (you know, that one ill-toned, overweighted, unstylish male with a boyish attitude and awkward personality every girl wants for companion for reasons they refuse to admit till later in their adult life but no one wants to dance, kiss or fuck with till the day he turn into a swan and now they get what was drawing them all this time about him so they want to plucker his feathers off so that he will never tap into his full potential then fled away of their leagues and mindsets? Yea...) , the friend-with-benefit who never has been consented for this, the unwitting couple-breaker (unwitting most anytime) , the "just-a-guy" type she refuses to admit she's chasing on obssesively, the "not-my-boyfriend" who know better her body and mind than her actual boyfriends, the hook-up who has never been asked out for it till he get invited to her house (if you get what I mean) , the potential sooner-to-be-one-night stand or friend-with-benefit or the guy she drunkenly asked you to marry right in front of her wannabe ex-boyfriend-who's-also-his-best-friend, the sextoy, the feeder, the androgynous sigma-beta male she resolved like hell to convert into her personal shopping bitch or pet by any means necessary, the guy to convert for her church or mosque or whatever, their volatile source of clout fulfilling or a "creep" till the day I was no longer such and wanted to try making out with me again.
Whenever a woman wanted to make me believe she perceive me like a brother, that was for two reasons: either she's East Asian/Southeast Asian (most of them don't like black men here in Quebec) or placed me as such because she found me untasteful, not fluent in the game enough or too friendly so she treated me as such until the moment I stopped to be either of those. That's mental!
It's a waste of time and energy to me.
You 15?