Post: #226

(11-28-2015 04:10 PM)The Ligurian Wrote:  That girls don't want nice guys who respect them.

Once I really internalized that things became easier.

Too fucking right, I hear so much quotes which now make me throw up

"Its whats inside that counts"
"Looks are not everything"
"There is someone for everyone"


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1epZXnss_I

Bullshit. You can be nice all you want. To be honest, I am kind of like that because it is part of my personality and it means I can have a fun time at university. I make lots of friends with some great lads and we have a great time. In terms of women? Being nice means fuck all.

Nice respectful guy= friendzone

Post: #227

Biggest red pill to swallow to date: accepting the fact that I will never watch a movie or TV show that comes anywhere near properly illustrating the extreme amount of effort and dedication it takes a man to get laid anywhere often enough to satisfy his entirely natural inclinations (other than the cream of the crop natural alphas, of course).

Let's not pretend that none the script writers, actors or directors have a clue.

But there are clearly things you can promote in Hollywood and things that you cannot.

Post: #228

(12-03-2015 07:04 PM)amity Wrote:  It was a few years back, I was still a major league beta, but inadvertently displayed some alphaness to snag a cute German student for a while.
She had a whorish past, plenty of one night stands, threesomes(two guys each time), piercings (including clit), tattoos, hopped on several cocks in her teens and continued it into her early to mid twenties.
A cute girl, petite with a big curvy ass, tiny waist and a gorgeous little pair of admittedly saggy but still very nice tits.
Added to that she was an insanely good fuck, good BJ skills too and was happy to take it in every available orifice.
Not surprisingly, I fell hook line and sinker for this chick and despite having plenty of hand in the early stages, gave it right back to her and soon became a simpering beta dweeb, hooked on the sex, but I became insanely jealous of her past sexual experiences.
I'll never forget the horrifying sickness in the stomach of realising that my girl had already been copiously used before I arrived on the scene, had been cummed in, cummed on, had sucked, fucked and swallowed her way across half of Germany and back and taken a couple guys in the ass and pussy simultaenously on more than one occasion!
All by her mid twenties!
I can joke about it now but fuck me if that time didn't waken me up to some harsh realities, to some red-pill truths by the time she put me out of misery and called time on the sorry affair.

A few lessons I learned:
'Approaching is half the battle.' I got this girl because I noticed a funny slogan on her t-shirt, shouted out "Hey that's cool, you've got xxxx written on your t-shirt".
That was my opener, how simple is that?
Once we got chatting, it was easy from there, got her details, arranged to meet and soon afterwards we were getting down to business.
The fact that I was not from around and not German, may have helped, but first thing is you've got to approach.

'Don't always take girls at their word, instead look at their actions.' This girl said she'd never leave me, she wanted to build a future with me, a month before dumping me she wrote in a Christmas card "I'm so happy I met you, I'm looking forward to our future together!".
Meanwhile her actions were giving me a completely different impression, that she was having serious doubts, due to how I was becoming increasingly more insecure and sickened by her whorish past.

'Preselection is king.' At the time I was tapping this sweet thing, I was also in an LTR which had been going downhill for some time but was still alive.
My German girl knew about this and my LTR was blonde and quite good-looking. I didn't know it at the time, but this gave me some serious hand in those first few months, when she was trying to get me to end the LTR and make her my girlfriend instead.
Foolishly, I eventually did just that, and almost as soon as I dropped my LTR for her, she knew she had me by the balls.
I had no safety net now and slowly the Kraut began to suck the life out of me, manipulating me, making demands, the sex became less frequent and less exciting(when before she was ready to hop on my cock 24/7) and finally she dumped my pathetic ass on the sidewalk.

As an addendum to my previous point, as Heartiste says, 'always keep two in the kitty' and 'make your mission your priority, not your woman'
When this wench dumped me, I was utterly heartbroken, I had ditched my LTR for her, and there was no going back, I had gone from hero to zero in a matter of months.
My confidence was at an all time low, I felt suicidal, I suffered a breakdown of sorts, went through depression, the worst period of my life.
I thought I would never experience such highs again, never meet another girl in the same class as her.
I had extreme oneitis. Thankfully I managed to drag my ass out of the gutter with the help of a buddy of mine, who brought me out on the town again.
It didn't happen immediately but after a while I began closing chicks, making out sometimes and the occasional lay.
It wasn't perfect but I was on the road again and gradually, bit by bit, I got over that girl, and came out the other side.
A really really fucking hard journey, but it taught me the above red-pill lessons and for that I am thankful.

Thanks for sharing, how long did it take you to overcome the break?

Post: #229

Top 3:

1) My high school crush breaking my fragile, beta heart in high school by dumping me at prom and then playing mind games by calling me and then hanging up multiple times.

2) Banging a girl on the regular until she tearfully admitted she had a boyfriend in a long distance relationship, who she later dumped.

3) A girl who was madly in love with me, abandoned her immediate life plans to be with me, moved to the US to be my girlfriend, and who would have moved heaven and earth to please me becoming a cold, detached, vindictive, and disrespectful person over the course of a 2 year relationship due my making a series of bad life choices and losing frame.

Post: #230

About 15 years ago I used to believe that girls/women are pure and "not that type" and imagining them as whores was impossible for me.

Then I met this girl. I thought she is too religious and thats why she is giving me mixed signals. Then, I "just wanted to know" if she has a boyfriend so I decided to hack into her email etc and see for myself, which I did and my fragile beta heart was fucked all ways when I read her dirty chats and that too with a ugly guy. I was going to fall of my chair seeing that for the 2nd 3rd time because 1st time I couldnt believe it at all. I was checking whether I hacked into a different person's account. So that was my first.

Post: #231

Would say women, but... The nexus of money and politics is some serious stuff in Western Democracies (US more-so than other places because of campaign finance laws). Seen that stuff in action myself...

Maybe a close second would be how much the message is controlled in the MSM to prevent alternative viewpoints--standard practice is to get a conservative and liberal viewpoint, and thus by not giving anyone else a platform, those are the only two "valid" viewpoints for popular discourse. And in this case, I mean a Hillary democratic viewpoint, and a nominal conservative view point (Paul Ryan, McCain, etc)... Even happens on the show "the view", 4 democrats and one "republican" Meghan McCain, who is virulently anti-trump. That tells you all you need to know.

Post: #232

(05-06-2018 10:36 AM)victorfrank Wrote:  About 15 years ago I used to believe that girls/women are pure and "not that type" and imagining them as whores was impossible for me.

Then I met this girl. I thought she is too religious and thats why she is giving me mixed signals. Then, I "just wanted to know" if she has a boyfriend so I decided to hack into her email etc and see for myself, which I did and my fragile beta heart was fucked all ways when I read her dirty chats and that too with a ugly guy. I was going to fall of my chair seeing that for the 2nd 3rd time because 1st time I couldnt believe it at all. I was checking whether I hacked into a different person's account. So that was my first.

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth." - Oscar Wilde

This is what AOL and Yahoo Instant Messenger did for me. And this is why people on the Web became insufferable when we moved into the era of Facebook and "real names."

Back in the AOL/Yahoo days, people would be on Instant Messenger under monikers like "Baltic-Girl" or "Capreez" or some such thing. Because they assumed a "persona," they could be themselves. And often, their "real selves" involved X-Rated talk so hot it would practically melt your computer screen.

This is what Red Pilled me. For a brief period (1994-2006) we got to see what women were really like. Often it involved things like threesomes, living out BDSM fantasies, and sex with strangers they met online.

Once people had to revert to their actual selves (i.e. Dawn Smith from accounting) the Web became as phony as real life. Women, IMO, are the worst phonies, flashing photos of themselves dressed up for church and posting memes like "I love my kids!" when ten years ago they were IM-ing things like "I need a new dildo for my ass."

Post: #233

(05-06-2018 11:14 AM)Days of Broken Arrows Wrote:  

(05-06-2018 10:36 AM)victorfrank Wrote:  About 15 years ago I used to believe that girls/women are pure and "not that type" and imagining them as whores was impossible for me.

Then I met this girl. I thought she is too religious and thats why she is giving me mixed signals. Then, I "just wanted to know" if she has a boyfriend so I decided to hack into her email etc and see for myself, which I did and my fragile beta heart was fucked all ways when I read her dirty chats and that too with a ugly guy. I was going to fall of my chair seeing that for the 2nd 3rd time because 1st time I couldnt believe it at all. I was checking whether I hacked into a different person's account. So that was my first.

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth." - Oscar Wilde

This is what AOL and Yahoo Instant Messenger did for me. And this is why people on the Web became insufferable when we moved into the era of Facebook and "real names."

Back in the AOL/Yahoo days, people would be on Instant Messenger under monikers like "Baltic-Girl" or "Capreez" or some such thing. Because they assumed a "persona," they could be themselves. And often, their "real selves" involved X-Rated talk so hot it would practically melt your computer screen.

This is what Red Pilled me. For a brief period (1994-2006) we got to see what women were really like. Often it involved things like threesomes, living out BDSM fantasies, and sex with strangers they met online.

Once people had to revert to their actual selves (i.e. Dawn Smith from accounting) the Web became as phony as real life. Women, IMO, are the worst phonies, flashing photos of themselves dressed up for church and posting memes like "I love my kids!" when ten years ago they were IM-ing things like "I need a new dildo for my ass."

Anonymity is so key, and web 3.0 is trying to destroy it with tinder (linked to facebook), facebook, airbnb, google, etc.

A society can't truly be free if it doesn't allow people to anonymously exchange ideas/thoughts, etc to find the best one. This forum for example... People are incredibly honest but it's only because of the anonymity.

Post: #234

Applying the red pill to relationships from a long time ago did it for me.

That first girlfriend you gave your heart to, well, weren't there, every now and then, inexplicable things she would do and say?

Things that seemed harsh, or out of character, things that you could in no way fit into your model of her or your relationship?

I didn't even have to do this consciously.

I would come across some new concept like, for example, the beta orbiter, and instantly a forgotten memory from the past would zoom into my mind.

My first girlfriend had all these guys either where she worked or at school who would be mooning over her and giving her presents, and it made no sense to me why she allowed that to go on.

One time I called her out on it, saying, look, I know you are not trying to lead them on (heh), but you can't accept presents from someone you aren't interested in, because it gives them false hope.

Her response baffled me, because she was a smart girl, and I put it out of my head. Learning about beta orbiters later on reminded me of this, and THEN, it reminded me that my cousin had had the same response when I told her the same thing, and THENNN, THAT reminded me that my sister had had the very same response when I had commented on the same thing in her life.

Emotionally speaking, these are not easy to deal with, this new knowledge, dredging up old memories, rewriting, actually, your own personal mythology, suddenly making sense in a more cynical way than you would have come up with on your own. It is like some sort of shock/aversion therapy being performed on you, against your will, by your own psyche.

Cherished illusions punctured, pretty lies perishing indeed, and not a pretty picture all around. For some of the examples, the ache is still there, the ache for the sometimes horribleness of reality, and the ache of sympathy for your younger self and his beautiful illusory dreams. Poor kid, didn't know what hit him, his heart was in the right place, and his gullibility shouldn't have been taken advantage of in that way.

Oh well, press on.

For completeness's sake, this is the response that all these women in my life made to the simple reminder not to take advantage of a man's romantic feelings.

All of them, like clockwork, like clones, like androids, made some similar succession of replies to my charge. (Forgive me if I have already posted it somewhere.)

You tell a woman that she shouldn't accept gifts or too much attention or favors from someone she has no romantic interest in because it isn't fair.

First step: Play dumb.

"Oh, he doesn't care about me." "He's just being nice." "I think it's sweet."

So if you persist by saying something like, no, that is how he is showing he likes you, and if you accept gifts from him he thinks there is a chance, well then, the mask slips a little, and instead of pretending that she doesn't know, which she can no longer do because you have mansplained it to her, she is now in

Second step: Full denial of any responsibility.

I have found this step to be the most uniform step of all. All women I have known say the very same thing in this mode:

"Well, he wants to!"

See what a sweetheart she is? She would never have the cruelty to interfere with another's free will.

So then I say, yeah, but he wants to hoping it will lead somewhere, and because you know it won't it isn't really fair to him is it?

(This is why they hate mansplaining. It is like chainsaw cutting through their tissue paper evasions and rationales.)

Now they have to bring out the big guns.

Third step: Moral superiority.

This is the hamster's moment of glory.

The queen's royal hamster.



Playing dumb didn't work. Deflecting blame didn't work. What is left?

Trying to pretend that the reason you are doing something fucked up is because you have a higher moral understanding and you are doing it for their own good.

Again, a phrase I have heard from multiple women:

"He needs to learn."

Yes, that is why you accepted all the presents and favors from a poor schmuck, because you were actually trying to teach him to be less gullible!

Oh your gentle loving heart is being misunderstood.

I don't even want to know how my mom acted when she was young.

The heart can only take so much.

Post: #235

Your best friend will put himself above you.

Post: #236

1. The girl I dated in high school who lead me on for like two years after I graduated. Was lowkey cheating and ultimately coming to a head by telling me she didn’t love me anymore the day of my fathers funeral.

2. One of my sisters I had an argument with tried to fight me literally nude because I told her the truth about being a shitty parent while she was on the phone with some idiot she liked. Threw her away from me she grabs a hammer and calls the police. All in front of my other family members. Got online and smeared my name saying I jumped on her and stole from her. Was almost homeless afterwards thank god for friends. Oh same one that cost me a car.

All this happened within a year of each other and after finding that Reddit sub and patrice o neal it all clicked.

Post: #237

This is a terrible idea for a thread. It validates and reinforces the stuck in the bitter stage of the red pill and focuses on the resentments held on women. The holding of any resentments is bad for you and especially the case with women.

Being blue pill women control you in a different way, in the bitter stage of redpill they hold your thoughts and actions hostage controlling what you do in a different way because of the resentment. It's bad to focus on this and the toughest things you overcame and better to instead look at now and the future unless looking in the mirror at previous mistakes you made.

Post: #238

(05-06-2018 02:45 PM)realologist Wrote:  This is a terrible idea for a thread. It validates and reinforces the stuck in the bitter stage of the red pill and focuses on the resentments held on women. The holding of any resentments is bad for you and especially the case with women.

Being blue pill women control you in a different way, in the bitter stage of redpill they hold your thoughts and actions hostage controlling what you do in a different way because of the resentment. It's bad to focus on this and the toughest things you overcame and better to instead look at now and the future unless looking in the mirror at previous mistakes you made.

Well, then why don't you start one with a more positive angle? How about "The biggest breasts you ever touched?" or something of the sort?

What could be more positive than describing the moment a pair of massive mammaries popped out of their bra and you thought "Oh. My. God." Instead of being "the toughest thing you overcame" it could be, er, something that sounds similar if you get my drift.

Post: #239

My last LTR was emotionally abusive, then when I finally ended it, she cried hysterically (turned purple, stopping breathing, etc.). I caved in and told her we could "talk about it". That was her foot in the door. Over the coming months she'd keep calling, texting, coming over, etc. When she found out I'd started seeing someone she went crazy. I caved further. Wound up taking her back. Biggest mistake I ever made (well, top three). Anyway, a woman's tears will never work on me ever again.

Post: #240

(05-06-2018 02:45 PM)realologist Wrote:  This is a terrible idea for a thread. It validates and reinforces the stuck in the bitter stage of the red pill and focuses on the resentments held on women. The holding of any resentments is bad for you and especially the case with women.

Being blue pill women control you in a different way, in the bitter stage of redpill they hold your thoughts and actions hostage controlling what you do in a different way because of the resentment. It's bad to focus on this and the toughest things you overcame and better to instead look at now and the future unless looking in the mirror at previous mistakes you made.

Hasn't Roosh repeatedly said his material is for the most red pilled men?

Post: #241

(05-06-2018 02:45 PM)realologist Wrote:  This is a terrible idea for a thread. It validates and reinforces the stuck in the bitter stage of the red pill and focuses on the resentments held on women. The holding of any resentments is bad for you and especially the case with women.

Being blue pill women control you in a different way, in the bitter stage of redpill they hold your thoughts and actions hostage controlling what you do in a different way because of the resentment. It's bad to focus on this and the toughest things you overcame and better to instead look at now and the future unless looking in the mirror at previous mistakes you made.

Or you could look at it as a way of cutting yourself some slack, and reminding yourself that this red pill journey is harder than it looks.

Give yourself some credit for taking on a difficult task.

Now, if you were talking about devoting a whole forum to this topic, you would have a point.

You would also have Puahate.

Post: #242

(05-06-2018 03:19 PM)Days of Broken Arrows Wrote:  

(05-06-2018 02:45 PM)realologist Wrote:  This is a terrible idea for a thread. It validates and reinforces the stuck in the bitter stage of the red pill and focuses on the resentments held on women. The holding of any resentments is bad for you and especially the case with women.

Being blue pill women control you in a different way, in the bitter stage of redpill they hold your thoughts and actions hostage controlling what you do in a different way because of the resentment. It's bad to focus on this and the toughest things you overcame and better to instead look at now and the future unless looking in the mirror at previous mistakes you made.

Well, then why don't you start one with a more positive angle? How about "The biggest breasts you ever touched?" or something of the sort?

What could be more positive than describing the moment a pair of massive mammaries popped out of their bra and you thought "Oh. My. God." Instead of being "the toughest thing you overcame" it could be, er, something that sounds similar if you get my drift.

I would if it already wasn't created. If you look through it I post in the thread quite often.

Post: #243

I'd agree it's potentially a greeding bround for negative bitching, but we shouldn't censor it. It's on individual users to not let themselves get too wrapped up in that mindset.

Post: #244

Bitter pills having been swallowed doesn't infer that the man who took them is still bitter. Just that it was bitter at the time.

One of the biggest for me was similar to several posted about earlier in regards to learning the nature of women, and that pretty much AWALT. They are all cunts on the inside, even the ones you love, and it's only the metaphorical pimp hand that keeps them in line.

Far from leaving me perpetually bitter, accepting this as best I can has released me from day-to-day instances of bitterness against women whom I now regard as having no more agency than a spoiled child or an untrained dog. Put simply, it allows me to forgive their transgressions more easily because they are as God made them. Less forgivable are the men in their lives, derelict in their responsibility to exercise the whip hand.

And that's led invariably to the next red pill, arguably larger, that I still haven't internalized.

Women will not be stopped from destroying Western civilization because there exists no body of men willing and capable of wrenching the reins out of their grasp. That pill is the hardest to swallow, because it means the political chatter that has become a hobby for me is all laughably pointless. Socialism. Communism. Islam. Reform Judaism. Demographic suicide. All of these are mere symptoms of one single issue. Matriarchy surpassing Patriarchy. And that issue will never be solved by men. Only nature will correct it, and at an enormous price.

Post: #245

The bitter redpill I had to swallow was learning that mothers are still ultimately woman and that many of the rules we know about women still apply when it comes to their psychology. They can often be just as selfish or catty as the women out here.

Sidenote: I don't think this is a bad thread. As long as dudes don't get into a pity party, this can be a very useful thread for newbies and old hands alike to look at every few months to reinforce the lessons of the RVF. I'm largely over the topic that I posted in this thread, but I think it's occasionally healthy to review the things we have learned. I keep a notebook where I write down great quotes and ideas from books I write. I believe this same methodology is good for life lessons as well. Some things we learn are hard won and we would be fools to forget these lessons.

At the end of the day, if you allow a thread on the internet to influence you into acting like a bitch, then you're a bitch. Plain and simple. I'm not saying that at anyone in particular, but we're all responsible adults here. If this thread makes you upset, then click that little "x" up top and move on.

Post: #246

Again, a phrase I have heard from multiple women:

"He needs to learn."

Yes, that is why you accepted all the presents and favors from a poor schmuck, because you were actually trying to teach him to be less gullible!

Oh your gentle loving heart is being misunderstood.



>>> This is great. I actually think its like the chicks understand red pill subconsciously somehow. I hope the loser gifters did learn. Maybe they're on the site now

Post: #247

My red pill experience was starting up with a 30 year old girl with unbelievably big amazing titties, beautiful face, lean body, sexaholic with a pussy that always was wet, who loved to cook and was damn good at it. I was 33 at the time, and I had some pretty good game, but more PUA skills and less on the relationship side. Long story short, she played hot and cold, broke plans, sabotoged what was obviously a good thing between us (or I was just failing her tests). I didn't over pursue at the time which kept her liking me, and coming back, but when she called, I hustled to try and be with her way more than I should have. We kept it going for about 5 months, because it didn't feel like your run of the mill situation, I didn't have equal alternatives so I hung in there. And I loved bangin her.

Eventually she got more passive aggressive, and ignored me/disrespected me enough that I reached my point. I tried to call her and she told me she was busy and to call her next week, then I texted her to fuck off and that I would be going elsewhere. Up until this point, Even though I knew how to bang chicks at the time, and play small games, I still wasn't red pilled fully, so I tried to make it work with common sense, which doesn't apply to women.

Whatever,... I was done with her, and actually started dating tall blonde younger girl who seriously turned me on and was somewhat in my pocket from day 1. But... something about the hunt and the desire to conquer that bitch must have stuck with me. Regrettably, but I learned something.

So, about a month later, big titty girl made some excuse about her mom being sick and that she missed me and I made a point to see her again. Banged her immediately for an entire weekend, (great sex as always) , but something had changed in me, my frame had changed, I didn't need her anymore in my mind, I viewed her as false. So I decided to win the manipulation game, and to exercise my own control over her. Over the next year she went from banging me again to becoming a very ideal girlfriend, loyal in everyway, wanting more and more out of the relationship. But I'd seen her other side, the cold bitch side, I didn't like being disrespected in the past, or her potentially banging other guys while I was acting beta or we were taking our little break....so I dumped her ass and walked out a winner.

This is when I realized that no matter who the girl is, assuming there is attraction, its all about psychology. You can't land any girl, but when you get that real attraction coupled with the interpersonal chemistry - you know they like you too. At this point, its on the man to harvest that by exerting his superior discipline and psychological dominance over the woman at all times. This makes them more feminine and willing to please, it also helps in the bedroom.

Post: #248

(05-06-2018 10:21 PM)NoMoreTO Wrote:  ...
This is when I realized that no matter who the girl is, assuming there is attraction, its all about psychology. You can't land any girl, but when you get that real attraction coupled with the interpersonal chemistry - you know they like you too. At this point, its on the man to harvest that by exerting his superior discipline and psychological dominance over the woman at all times. This makes them more feminine and willing to please, it also helps in the bedroom

This was also a big one for me.

No days off except days you're apart (and that only puts off the upkeep until you're back).

Post: #249

Quote:"Its whats inside that counts"
"Looks are not everything"
"There is someone for everyone"

This is what's known as Hamster Projection, i.e. she doesn't realize she's talking to a mirror.

Post: #250

(05-06-2018 11:19 PM)Sombro Wrote:  

Quote:"Its whats inside that counts"
"Looks are not everything"
"There is someone for everyone"

This is what's known as Hamster Projection, i.e. she doesn't realize she's talking to a mirror.