Emotionalmosquito

These are my favorites of his And most of all, this one My baby. Memorized it word for word in the hopes of karaoke-ing it at a bar on lady’s night 😈 Unfortunately they didn’t have it. Surely someone’s karaoke system does. It also apparently has one of the most robust rhyme schemes of his entire discography.

Minus the grabbing and kissing her without consent. Because as she suggested, that would be a very good way to get taken to your knees I think. She was actually infinitely more helpful to him than girls IRL are. She took the extra effort to explain to him exactly why his nice guy approach turned her off. In reality, 9.9 times out of ten they just look disgusted or laugh in your face or politely turn you down before running away. Huge respect to any women that are more like her instead of just leaving us guessing. So given her clarification, he completely flipped his approach into the bad boy asshole she craves, resulting in him getting laid. Thoughts?

I saw it in the theater like over ten years ago. Didn’t remember that was the plot. That would make more sense

Pretty much

Well now I’m confused. There must be some super technical way to be an asshole towards women that gets them attracted. I’m pretty sure if I said that would be considered asshole behavior. But people are saying that wouldn’t work. Is it not good enough to try to convince her to kill herself and why the world would be much better off without her, or is that being too much of an asshole?

That’s when you dodge it because you’ve been doing this long enough to be two steps ahead of her, you dodge the drink and it turns out her boyfriend or brother was right behind you resulting in HIS face getting drenched Then you run like hell and have pepper spray handy in case he catches up and tries to start beating you. No shit. I know better than to say that stuff in a club or bar. You can barely get away with anything at all in those god forsaken, female dominated pigpens without drawing negative attention, despite everyone saying people are more lenient towards social mistakes there. Women truly are the all powerful in nightclubs. They can point out a guy who approached her who didn’t say or do literally anything wrong and have the bouncer violently throw him out, just based on a bad feeling and nothing more. Lets imagine some hypothetical scenarios: 1. Girl says naughty thing to guy. Guy gets offended and throws drink in her face. Who gets kicked out, him or her? 2. Guy says naughty thing to girl. Girl gets offended and throws drink in his face. Who gets kicked out, him or her? Anyone who thinks the answer wouldn’t be the guy in both situations clearly hasn’t been clubbing very much. How is that fair?

L0L I noticed that right after I posted it. Then suppose she actually SAID that. Still no?

So there’s really no truth in that scene at all?

There lies a hundred percent of the problem. Right exactly there. I’m not getting any younger. The more years go by the harder and harder it’ll be to get those blazing hot twenty year olds from personality alone. I don’t need them quite that hot all the time, but I’d like to experience at least one or two before it’s too late. So that’s my time limit. The other thing is being receptive to it. That was and kind of still is my biggest obstacle because my mind would automatically reject it as as utter hogwash. But luckily I’ve been prescribed a non habit forming medication called clonidine for generalized anxiety, insomnia and blood pressure, exactly what I needed. It puts me in a space where I can more easily vibe with that subliminal frequency and law of assumption stuff. I actually have a testimony of my own. I used this one and some others like it a few years ago and could’ve sworn I put on an extra quarter inch of size on both. Never got any more than that, though. Not kidding. Kind of embarrassing to talk about, but hey, just goes to show there might actually be something powerful going on here. Started taking my med recently and listening to this one Haven’t noticed much difference so far, but I’ve only tried it 2-3 nights. I’ll start listening to the one you posted and update with results if any manifest. Anyway, great idea for a thread and thx for sharing!

Well yeah it’s undoubtedly disgusting and not really meant to be funny. It’s meant more to show that you aren’t the least bit intimidated by her and to exercise your “not giving a fuck” muscle. Both of which are allegedly attractive qualities. Backing off when she gets the creeps is fine, but would it really be of no value to leave her with a statement of that intensity right before you go? Seems like a better option than just moping away with your tail between your legs because it affirms to you that you aren’t afraid of being perceived as creepy, that way you’re less likely to carry that same energy into your next approach. Because a big part of what causes you to come off as creepy is being worried about looking creepy.

Here’s what I imagine would be a powerful solution to that: When a girl gives you that bitchy “why are you talking to me, you creep” look, you look her dead in the face and say with conviction, “Because I’d like to shove my fat, throbbing cock so far up your c*nt and ass you taste shit and menstrual blood on the back of your tongue for the next week. Why do you think, genius?” You want counterintuitive? There you go. It’s insanely bold and direct and shows you don’t give the slightest fuck about her or anyone’s judgment. Do you guys think that could work or is it pushing the practice of acting counterintuitively too far?

Because alimony is a thing, and women are almost exclusively the recipients. Ex: If I were to get married or move in with a woman, she could force me to start working because I’d be arrested if I couldn’t pay whatever amount her lawyers convinced the judge to make me pay. So if I wanted to save up for something nice or get some great food or go on a fun road trip, that’ll be extremely difficult if possible at all. It would be impossible if I also had my own bills to pay on top of it, that’s also on top of taking half of my assets. She wouldn’t even need to prove I was treating her like crap in the relationship to screw me this hard. She could be the one acting up and still win everything in the divorce. Like how op said Just her having this loaded gun pointed at you knowing she can pull the trigger any time she doesn’t get her way is slavery. Really it’s a slavery within a slavery because it’s bad enough that you’re under this constant threat, then the real trouble starts when the divorce is finalized. It gets worse. First, you had to marry to be forced into alimony and giving up your hard earned possessions. Then, they established “common law” giving her the ability to ruin you even if you just live together. Now, they’re pushing for being able to divorce rape you while you’re not even living together, just in a relationship. What comes after that? Losing your shit and working for your puppet master after having simply kissed her at a party?

SHE cheats yet HE is the one the court fucks up the ass with a twelve inch dick at her benefit. We are living in a world where women have gained so much power they’re literally rewarded with free money for acting shitty towards men. Despite there being innumerable cases of such injustices happening, they still claim to be oppressed You don’t even have to be married ffs! This is exactly why MGTOW is a thing, and a very necessary one Might have something to do with the fact that women can legally enslave us with the threat of jail if we don’t comply. We don’t like being put in a position where our freedom is jeopardized

Exactly what I do. What do I get? Gray rock method. Short one worded replies with blank or worried faces.

See when I approach, I have to carry the conversation so hard that there’s really no conversation at all. It’s just me talking at someone who has totally forgotten how a normal human interaction works

Not even that is easy. How do you expect to find one? Go knocking door to door asking? Ask around on the street? You can arrange something online, but remember, it’s illegal. You have to use your best judgment to avoid jail. Not one single thing about getting laid is easy

What did she do/say?

No. But we all had to get into these bodies somehow. So why can’t it be possible to make another very similar life but with more opportunity for fulfillment of desires we don’t have access to now? I’m not begging for the women themselves, I’m begging for people to tell me the premise of this thread is easily doable, and mean it. And to be put into a better position to get laid a bunch. Because then it’ll be easier for me to believe which will make it easier to manifest. I need more yeses and less no’s Only one problem. To demand is to expect an outcome. To let go is to let go of any and all expectations of outcome. So how does one demand and let it go simultaneously? Or did you mean let go of everything except the demand? Again, my only begging was to be told it’s entirely possible to create future incarnations based on what you want now. I am and have been demanding to be given what I want for quite a while, still nothing. Like when I said Maybe I should have said demanding instead of requesting right there. Because that’s definitely what I meant. I see every single one that enters anywhere within my field of vision. I’m not missing opportunities from crying too much. I’m crying so much because all my opportunities fail. Key distinction. “Hey, pretty! I command you to get the fuck in the car right now!” Surely you’re not suggesting I start commanding women to sleep with me, right? You mean I demand it to the universe and it sends them my way by itself. Right? Game on. I’m holding you to that promise. I’ll say it constantly for the next two weeks, thousands of times a day. If it still doesn’t work after all that, well, so much for askfirmations being the least bit effective. But I’ll go in expecting it to work to the best of my ability.

I fully understand all that. My problem is people are saying women forget about or don’t care that much about your fuck ups because apparently they’re not significant enough to be an issue to them. How can that be the case if you’re also at risk of developing infamy? If you end up with a negative reputation as the the town creep from your pickup blowouts, that clearly means it is a very big deal to them, because why else would they attach the harmful stigma to you? That’s what I mean by they’re at odds with each other.

Well that was fast

Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme NOW! I swear to god dude if you don’t tell me exactly which drugs to take to make me good with women... The closest I’ve been with the assistance of drugs has been by using phenibut + caffeine combo. But I can’t use phenibut anymore because it started making me feel like garbage

Fuck it, got nothing to lose anyway so here it goes. Just remember, you asked for this: 1. I cum on my tummy then rub it in with my wrist. It’s so thick and creamy it always takes at least a hundred strokes of the wrist until it’s sufficiently rubbed in. Then I wipe up the remaining plasm from the cock tip onto my other wrist and rub both wrists together until it’s soaked in there as well. That’s if I’m feeling lazy. If I’m feeling adventurous, I’ll push the bulk of the load onto my wrist to be transported to one of my armpits. There I rub it in with my middle and ring finger until it’s nice and spread enough to soak in the rest on its own. Keep in mind I regularly go weeks without showering in conjunction to this. The smell gets to be quite unlike any other after some time, like burnt plastic, aged pee, dog poop and of course body odor. 2. Piss in jugs (though not nearly as much now as in the past) because I was/am too lazy to walk to the bathroom. Used to have gallons of piss spread out all over my room because I couldn’t be bothered to empty them out. I once hid one of these jugs in my brother’s room under his desk as a prank suggested by my cousin who knows about my weird habits. Upon discovery, he cried, “Anon! Is this a giant jug of piss in my room?!” Oh shit! I went to meet him and examine it, played dumb as if I didn’t know what it was or how it got there. Took a few gulps out of it, (more on that in my next confession) scratched my head and said, “huh, idk. That’s strange.” 3. Urine therapy. This is arguably not weird at all. There’s an entire community based around drinking pee and applying it topically as a form of skin care. Urea is the main compound that makes urine what it is; and happens to be one of the ingredients used in most makeup and skin care products. I got into drinking it fresh, drinking it aged, and showering myself in it in the shower. Apparently it gives you glowing skin; my evidence in support of that is I always felt silky smooth after showering and received multiple comments on my skin from doing this. 4. I always make it a point to dig through the bathroom trash can looking for used tampons to enjoy during the cherished few circumstances when I’m in someone’s house who I know has at least one cute girl living there. My chad cousin knows of this kink of mine and he was nice enough to hook me up with a period soaked white t-shirt he used to clean up an accident when he was banging a hottie. He also gave me a few minutes with a ripe pair of panties from a different girl. So that was awesome. 5. Barrel O’ Monkeys: Pubic hair edition. I used to pull out my loose pubes and put them into a pile. I’d find one that was shaped like a J or S and that looked sturdier than the rest, then I’d use that to hook another, then that one to hook another, and so on. You’d be surprised how long of a chain you can make before it gives under the weight. 6. Drank my friend’s cum on multiple occasions because Connor Murphy said it was the divine protein shake and has enormous health benefits. It turned out to be true. I mixed it in with a superfoods fizz tablet and gulped it down. Couple hours later I felt incredible. My pineal gland was buzzing, I felt 5 years younger and had the confidence and vigor of a giga Chad. I even got a girl’s number that very next day. I always wondered what would happen if I could access a healthy, yoga hippie chick’s period and the semen of her male equivalent, mix them together using a wire whisk in a fancy goblet while wearing a cloak in the center of a burning pentagram, then toss it down the hatch. I would become immortal and telekinetic no doubt. Are you feeling it now, Mr, Crabs?

“Don’t worry if you look weird or embarrass yourself. It’s all in you head, bro. It’s a much bigger deal to you than it is to them. After ten minutes go by, she’ll have completely forgotten about you or won’t care anymore.” “Approaching in a smaller city is likely to get you a negative reputation.” These two takes on the matter are 100% at odds with each other. You may pick only one. Which is it?

Because if you make a move on a girl who turned out to not be interested (not your fault because girls are often intentionally very vague with their signals for some reason) it’s not good enough to just apologize. She has to go out of her way to cause you as much damage to your social status as possible by labeling you a disgusting pig or worse. You make one wrong move on a girl in a club and you’re done at that club at best, at worst, sexual harassment charge. The woman has to make the moves now because modern laws and social norms have been arranged in a way that makes men much more vulnerable to severe backlash for making wrong moves than women are. We have to be very cautious because women will lead us in all sorts of ways that aren’t congruent with their actual intentions or feelings. For example, (and I’ve experienced this more than once) you can be having a totally down to earth chat about whatever where the women seem to be cool with it and not showing any signs of distress, only to later realize they were freaked the fuck out by your presence and conversational topics the whole time.