#like chill out dude I already had the 98th percentile nothing you have is gonna impress me

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Not everyone thinks it's important for men to be less insecure about dick size, but it would improve my life measurably if I never had a guy tell me three times in one conversation how he lost weight from stomach stapling and it made his dick bigger and he loves sex and he needs a lower BMI which isn't pseudoscience because he did research and his dick will look even bigger. Sure it's fun the first time because he's happy and that's great but by the third bit it's kinda like oh, no he's not happy he's like deeply insecure and hurting himself, because he thinks that'll make me wanna fuck him, and he doesn't wanna hear about it, just sit there and keep delivering a monolog that he thinks sounds like "look at how awesome and fuckable I am," but for me I'm trapped listening to "I don't understand why anyone likes me and I plan to endanger my life for a half inch bigger dick," which isn't a level of intimacy I want from a stranger who seems to be treating this one sided conversation as a metaphorical dick measuring contest about literal dick measuring.

Like his whole life would be better and my life would be fractionally less annoying is all.