Originally I had planned to run this as a Top 13 based off of the number of page views and comments, but for whatever reason, I decided to go through the pain and agony of actually going through and picking out my favorites. I’ve published close to 150 articles since July of this year, and can’t wait to see what 2014 brings to my writing.
The One does not exist. Everyone’s “The One,” is just The One Right Now. They become the perfect person due to a combination of timing, luck, and convenience. There’s billions of people on this planet for fuck’s sake, do you really think it’s limited to just one person who holds the key to your heart and can make you happy?
12.) The Dishes Shit Test
Here’s what bothers me the most. I invite these young ladies over to my place for dinner. I am hosting them, feeding them, and making them drinks with nice alcohol, usually. Typically, if anyone invites me to dinner, upon accepting, I ask, “Can I bring anything?” This goes from going over to barbeque with the guys to dates when girls cook for me. Even if they decline, prior to heading over for the meal, I usually shoot off a text, “Last chance, need anything for dinner?” Sometimes, I bring some beer or wine without even being asked. I just want to contribute and be a good guy. Since I really started going on my dating spree this year, I’ve cooked for probably a dozen girls at this point. Know how many have offered to bring anything over?
Part of me wants to remove my age from my ROK bio. Then I realized, why the fuck would I? I’m proud of who I am, I’m proud of my views, and I’m proud of my ability to articulate them and argue reasonably. If the best argument people have for me is the above quotes, then they’re simply jealous because they’re double my age and haven’t amounted to much of anything in their life.
You must ask yourself what you’re giving up in trying to bring her to orgasm. Nothing is worse than searching around saying, “How about this?” like a teenage boy on the adventure of trying to find his first clit. Warm her up good and plow her like it’s the last fuck you have on this planet. Make her be submissive, rough her up a bit.
I’m torn on this. I’ve banged more women since April of this year than I had in my entire life up to this point. I can cold approach in broad daylight. I’ve been on dozens of dates and talked to hundreds more women. I’ve gone on such a whirlwind journey over this last year, yet Holly is the one that’s still around and has me intrigued. Maybe there’s a REASON why. Maybe it’s because I finally found someone worth my attention, resources, and time. What do I fear then? I think I fear life WITHOUT game.
I went fucking caveman. Grabbed her, and pinned her down.
Growled, “I bet my height doesn’t bother you as much now.” She moaned and said it didn’t.
Shit test nuked to fucking orbit.
As long as the government continues to subsidize programs for single mothers, and dead-beats who need food stamps, housing assistance, etc, for extended periods of time; they will continue to piss off those with superior genetics, which will simply lead to society burning down over time as the inferior genetics simply outnumber those with superior genetics.
You think because you are a nice guy who brings girls flowers, you’re owed a beautiful girlfriend who has eyes for no one but you. You’re not, earn it.
5.) Dear Mom
Yes, I know you and Dad roll your eyes at me on my views since taking the red pill. No, I don’t care. Yes, I still love you both dearly.
And always will.
With feminism spawned more girls furthering their education by going to college, which is all fine and dandy. However, notice how, year after year, courses become flooded with more and more liberal degrees that are at best repetitive and at worst…total bullshit. This spawns from the analogy above, women want the same opportunities, but don’t want to work as hard. Hence, worthless majors and degree programs are created; simply so that more pieces of paper with degrees stamped on them flood the job market, which hurts everyone in the economy.
Prior to having the red pill dropped on me like a bomb, there were things in my life that, deep down, disgusted me. Looking around though, everyone was celebrating these things, cheering women on. I was forced to bury my disgust within me and not act upon it, or dare speak my mind.
Tomorrow begins the journey of the next four years of your life. I am looking forward to helping you move into the dorms and flirting
fuckingyour two cute roommates. It’s hard to imagine that four years ago it was me going away to college, shortly after I had just seen you off to your first year of high school.
I’m sure there will be many tears between you and Mom over the next couple of days, but understand that these are growing pains and the goodbyes will come easier with due time. I am writing this letter to you in the hopes that it will help you at some point in the next few years.
What is fear? Is it an emotion? Where does that emotional reaction derive from – perhaps the physical sensations we feel throughout our body when we feel uncomfortable? A sort of chemical imbalance? Is fear a reflex that we have no control over when we’re put in an uncomfortable situation?
One thing is for sure, I sure as hell don’t regret starting this blog up. Thanks everybody, have a safe and happy new year.