the usurpers

as a kid back in the old country .. lol. .. I remember there was a TV show called the usurpers... it was about these women who only liked men when they were attached or were interested in someone else ... once they had a guy, their interest in him would wane ... and I see there are people like that ... they show interest in others only when those people are attached or show interest in someone ... once they "take them away" from the other person, they lose interest ... and sometimes this happens in so-called "relationships" where one of the partners only shows interest in his "companion" when he seems interested in someone else--then he puts on the charm ... once he "takes him away" from the other, he loses interest --- and some people are either stupid or needy enough not to see that this is pure narcissism ... the person has no interest in them but more in the feeling of satisfaction they get from being someone's center of attention ... in reality these are nothing but narcissist and selfish people who keep others from engaging in healthy relationships ... of course, like in everything in life, it takes two to tango--often the partner in question will pretend to be interested in someone just so he can get the attention he craves--kind of pathetic in a way, especially when people think this is a way to keep things interesting ... as a result, a narcissist usurper is bound to find a person with low self esteem who will latch on to them --more so if they are submissive bottoms and the narcissist is a wanna-be "dom" top lol

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