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White Knighters

Was going through some emails this week and came across this one, from a herb from over in Perth, I had to hold back from laughing.

You fucking degenerate cunt, people like you make our gender as a whole a fucking joke. You state these bottom feeders views with no proof or evidence or real world situations which made you feel this way. You create this breeding ground for toxic masculinity that just doesn’t need to exist in this day and age. Your choice of words and phrases make you out like a troubled 15 year old who has been denied by the LoVE oF hIS lIfE. With your reasoning chicks shouldn’t try amount to anything instead just be submissive. You know they’re human beings right legit no fucking different to us. Also you have one fucking post relating to uni melb which is hilarious in its self

When an enraged male starts sprouting the word “Toxic Masculinity” you already know all hope within “him” is lost.

 

Visceral Feelings: Men & Women

Lauren is happy. Last night, her boyfriend Mark finally told her he loved her. She had been wanting that
ever since they started seeing each other four months ago. She had been having sex with him, and it had
been pleasurable for sure, but she was doing so hoping it would turn into something more: love.

Mark had been aloof and slow to give away his emotions. Lauren didn’t mind this, she even preferred it. It meant that she had to work for his love, and by the time he said it, she felt she had earned it
and that it really meant something to him.

Lauren set up an excited brunch with her friends Stina, Terri and Lisa. They hadn’t seen each other in four months, in fact none of them knew she was dating Mark. Right away, she starts telling them
the good news.
“Wow” said Stina, “I didn’t even know you were dating a new guy! That’s great.”
“Yeah”, said Terri, “what is the guy’s name?”
“Mark Smith”, said Lauren. A hush immediately fell over her support group as they began to give
each other awkward looks.

“Uhhhh, Lauren”, said Lisa, “Mark Smith has loved a lot of girls.”
“Yeah”, said Stina, “He told Jackie Valenti he loved her.”
“Okay” said Lauren, “But she probably fucked his brains out, right? Like, he was definitely getting
sex from her?”
Stina cringes. “No” she says, “They never even kissed. He went over to her place drunk one night
and professed his love for her. She never even let him in her bedroom.”

“Alright but that’s only one girl. That’s okay.” Said Lauren, getting nervous.
“Well there’s also Andrea Tedesco. He told her he loved her after two casual dates.” said Terri,
“She was bragging that she kept him around for a while, getting ‘good morning beautiful’ texts from him and other indications of love whenever she needed it, and she only stopped accepting his love when he started to want sex. He still writes on her facebook wall.”

Lauren felt a deep pit in her stomach.

Lisa continues: “Mark told Angelica Messina he loved her the first night he met her. She said he was REALLY into it, looking her right in the eyes when he said it, getting down on his knees in front of her
just to kiss her hand, and he even recited poetry for her. She gave him one of those awkward one arm hugs and that was it.”

He never did that freaky stuff with me, thought Lauren. If he does that stuff, then why did I just
get a plain old “I love you”?

Plus Angelica is the biggest cock tease in the city, thought Lauren. How could Mark fall for her
bullshit? What an idiot. Now she thought Mark was stupid as well as loose with his love.
Stina says, apologetically, “I don’t want to tell you this, but I heard Mark met a girl in a club and
dragged her into the bathroom to tell her she was beautiful, then he gave her twenty dollars. She never even touched him.”

“Okay, please stop” said Lauren. She was growing sicker by the second, her world crushed.
Later, she confronts Mark with her new knowledge. Did he really love all those girls without get-
ting sex from them? She demands to know.

“Well yeah but I didn’t really WANT sex from them”, Mark lies, possibly even to himself, “I wanted to give
them love, that’s all. I wasn’t ready for sex at that point in my life.”

“Uggggghhhhh” says Lauren, “Don’t you know that guys who give girls love and attention without
getting sex are LOSERS??? The girls getting the love and attention don’t actually respect them, they are
just using them!”

“No way, guys can want love without sex, too”, claims Mark.

“Well I heard you told Shirley Thompson from my building you loved her and I have to look at her
every day. Plus she’s really pretty, there’s no way she was going to fuck you! Why did you love her?” says
Lauren.

“Is that what this is about”, Mark says, “You are just insecure because I have more experience
with love than you. You think you can’t measure up to all the beautiful girls I’ve loved in the past.”
“Just how many girls did you tell you loved?” asks Lauren

“I don’t know, about 30” says Mark

This hits Lauren like a brick in the stomach. “30! That is insane, you are a loser!”

“Can’t you see that my past doesn’t matter, and you are giving me sex now and that’s all that
matters?” says Mark, “I love the sex we have and that’s something I didn’t get from the other girls.”

Mark can’t see why this only makes Lauren madder. Why should she be the one who has to pay by putting her valuable eggs at risk by taking his sperm in order to get the love and attention that the other
girls got so easily.

“Well if you give away love so easily, why did you make me wait?” says Lauren, “Was I not as good
as the other girls?”

“Well I saw the chance for sex with you and I didn’t want to mess that up by giving away love too
soon”, says Mark.

Lauren dumped Mark.
She had to.

Someone so loose with their emotions is not a good person to give sex to.
What if they have a son who turns out to be easily manipulated by a pretty face, like Mark?
What if a pretty girl in need bats her eyelashes at him and he gives her money that their family
needs?

What if she just wants a man’s love all to herself and that can’t happen with Mark?

Even beyond that, on a very visceral, base level that she couldn’t explain, she found Mark repulsive. It was as if she had been wired biologically to feel disgust and lack of attraction for guys who allow
themselves to get friend zoned. There was no way she could fuck him again.

Yup, it was as clear as day, thought Lauren. Guys who give away love easily are definitely not
worthy of sex.

A classic post from LaidNYC from all the way back in 2013, and I definitely stand by the principle of it today.

How Cuckolded is Melbourne?

Australia, more specifically the city of Melbourne is potentially up there with heavily Cuckolded regions such as Scandinavia, US and Canada.

Recently, a thread posted in forum disclosed great areas to meet women, at most it’s locker room banter amongst men discussing their thoughts and outcomes at potentially meeting suitable women for dating. This is a normal phenomenon amongst humans.

Now the leftoid media in Melbourne has somehow linked (go figure how?!) asking a girl out to a string of violent murders that have taken place in Melbourne over the last year or so.

The source of this seems to be a freakshow feminist (Again, surprise!)

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In 2019, making conversation with a girl as a heterosexual male is creepy, misogynistic and rape.

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An unnerving guide on how to target women in Melbourne is making the rounds

https://7news.com.au/news/online-forum-on-where-to-approach-solo-women-is-terrifying-melbourne-residents-c-139964

More stories have been published…

“THE HORRIFYING MELBOURNE-BASED MISOGYNIST FORUM”
http://www.kiis1011.com.au/newsroom/the-…-in-public

“Pick-up artists share creepy list of public venues to approach ‘targets’”
https://www.news.com.au/lifestyle/real-l…c2ae44b9d4

“Creepy guide on how to target women in Melbourne surfaces online”
https://www.abc.net.au/triplej/programs/…e/11165648

“If You’re Checking Out A List On Where To Randomly Approach Women, You’re A Jerk”
https://goat.com.au/feminism/if-youre-ch…ure-a-jerk

“A Supremely Grot Pick-Up Artist ‘Guide To Melbourne’ Has Been Reported To Police”
https://www.pedestrian.tv/news/pick-up-a…to-police/

“Creepy ‘pick-up artist’ guide revealing the top places to meet women in Melbourne sparks outrage – but the authors are more worried about ‘male feminists'”
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article…ourne.html

On Facebook, a group said the data sheets targets women “for murder”
https://zh-cn.facebook.com/TheREDHEARTCa…1863626518

 

And the cuckfuck media gobbles it up to shit out these above articles.

And given how cuckolded universities are, they side with the freakshows:

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It’s always the undesirable leftovers that complain the hardest about “rape culture” and “Creepy men” perhaps it’s their justification of never getting any male attention. It’s just like how Children sabotage their friends when they are enraged, “If I don’t get any attention, nobody does!”

Fuck that shit.

It’s also convenient how the African immigrants causing crimes targeting international students are totally forgotten:

Youth gangs target international students at an elite Melbourne university as they’re robbed and bashed in sickening string of attacks

– A number of international students are being mugged around Monash University
– In the last 18 days police have been notified of 13 separate attacks on people
– Some people are even assaulted after they hand over their belongings to thugs
– Police in Melbourne are chasing a number of suspects of African appearance

A growing number of international students at an elite Melbourne university are being violently robbed.
Chinese students at Monash University are falling victim to gang violence in the suburban suburb of Clayton – having their wallets, phones and credit cards stolen.
In the last 18 days police have been notified of 13 separate attacks on people as young as 19 to as old as 55, the Herald Sun reported.
Kuan Gao, a 19-year-old Chinese student, had his iPhone and wallet stolen from him by three African men at night when he was walking near the university on April 18.

‘They said very urgently “give us your wallet.” In the meantime, one guy asked me to reset my iPhone settings. I knew they were going to rob me,’ Mr Gao said.
He said he wasn’t able to run away because they blocked him, and the road was too long.
The mugging problem in the area is so bad that there’s even posters telling people to beware of thugs.
‘Warning: Take care when walking through laneway. There have been several incidents of ­assault and burglaries,’ the sign reads.

Mr Gao said he is now forced to take Ubers home at night, as he needs to walk down the dangerous alleyway to get home.
Another student was mugged at knifepoint near the campus a month earlier, where his attackers even stole the jacket and shirt from his back after taking his brand new iPhone XR.
Some of the victims were subjected to assaults even after giving up their valuables.

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-7096241/International-students-Australian-university-robbed-bashed-recent-attacks.html

Our cuckfuck overloads continue to push the #diversityisstrength notion whilst forgetting the downside risk in letting the lowest rung of migrants pollute the population. Instead, the war on men continues as a substitute to attack whenever possible.

University SJWs

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Extreme-leftist Social Justice Warriors (SJWs) continue to plague universities and indoctrinating their students with their flawed ideologies. It’s sad they have become so fragile that anything, literally anything that goes against their beliefs must be taken down or attacked.

Every week I get emails from men that give me examples of ridiculous SJWs, here’s one from a month or so ago:

I’m an Eastern Europe expat from Australia. I did my university studies in Melbourne as well as Sydney.

Were you aware of the fiasco at Sydney Uni last week with Bettina Arndt’s talk?

https://www.news.com.au/lifestyle/real-life/news-life/riot-squad-called-to-sydney-university-over-protests-to-sex-therapist-bettina-arndt/news-story/0698b147e38b44f2b13fc3766664385c

Now, I know you write a blog pertaining to the University of Melbourne, but the same hysteria affecting the mentally ill protesters at Sydney Uni affects a large contingent of the indoctrinated students, past and present, at/from your alma mater, too.

It would be great if your blog could cover this, as I know there was a similar incident at La Trobe of late.

I’m surprised we haven’t heard as much about Bettina Arndt from angry Melbourne Uni SJWs.

It’s sad that this myth of “rape crisis” cannot be discussed openly at all, SJWs will censor, ban or forcefully attack anyone that goes against their belief system.

If you live in a place where your freedom is being taken away, and you’re being institutionally oppressed, that’s a society you should leave behind.

The “Sexist” card

In the SJW/Feminist’s artillery are a number of weapons.
Beta herbs, false rape, victim card and also the following, the sexist card.

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Whenever a Feminist or an SJW does not want to take accountability for wrong doing, they pull out the sexist card.
“If I were a male this wouldn’t happen, you sexist bigot!”

As I said in this post:

Feminists, Libfucks, and leftists aren’t there to help you.

They aren’t there to make the world a better place.

They don’t give a fuck about what’s good for the world.

and they most importantly, don’t give a flying fuck about you.

They abide by these pseudo causes because it benefits them

They are the most corrupt, dishonest and self-centered receptacles in this universe. They will pull any available resource in order to benefit themselves whilst shaming their targets in the process.

Look for example, in this article:
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Universities have long been known to be feminist propaganda training grounds, which condition the next generation to adhere to the the dystopian views of Feminism

Feminism gives women a “Get out of jail-free” card where they are able to commit heinous acts such as falsely accuse men of rape and ruin their careers and livelihoods without any remorse, regret or consequences.

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A Study showed that 41% of rape allegations are fake, women have been told now that any sexual interaction where they feel regret or uncomfortable, AFTER the act took place is now considered “rape”. A woman can Single-handedly destroy the life of a man just because she felt cheap after opening her legs to him with consent the night before.

The push for Feminists and SJWs to basically make women untouchable in terms of the law continues to abide by the loose definition put out by Heartiste back in 2013

The goal of feminism is to remove all constraints on female sexuality while maximally restricting male sexuality.

Now it extends beyond just sexuality, men are now almost institutionally oppressed with an eventual view of becoming merely tax payers and sperm donors.

This is not just in law, we see famous sports people now pull out the “Sexism” card like Serena Williams recently did.

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Calling a tennis umpire a “liar” and “thief” isn’t going to help your cause, but in her view, because she’s a strong (literally), black, and empowered woman, she can totally disregard her violations and bring up “Sexism”as a means to totally distract her disrespectful behaviour and destroy her 20 year old opponents’ moment in the spotlight after winning her first grand slam.

Instead, she’ll be touted as a hero by SJW controlled media and feminists, and her poor behaviour will probably be overlooked which is unacceptable considering the history of poor on-count behaviour she has demonstrated over the course of her career.

It’s sad to see the Western World of today crumble so badly with causes that destroy traditional values, and attack the family unit. Inter-gender relations will worsen and more and more men will drop out of the mating market in total.

#PoundMeToo

Have you ever wondered what attention whoring looks like?

If you were raped or sexually assaulted by a man, you would report it to the cops, be traumatised by it and probably not be staying Facebook friends with your perpetrator, right?

You wouldn’t tag them on Facebook updates, right?

Well lets see here..

Exhibit A: Sub-par Asian girl who is considered bottom quartile in every city in Asia.

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Feminist Views – Check
Pink Hair – Check
Attention Whore – Check
Average/Below Average Looks – Check
Tatted Up – Check
Beta Herb involved is using Feminism/Liberalism as a means to get laid – Check

Today I am choosing to use my voice to talk about an evil that is so taboo and deranging that we, as a society, give it the power and strength to poison our world. This evil is known by the name of rape.

Rape is such an uncomfortable and scary subject that people find it easier not to address or confront it, thus enabling it to fester and grow and survive in the shadows. By not openly talking about a matter as serious as rape, we give it more power. We, as a society, seem so uncomfortable discussing rape that we often blame the victims of assault rather than dealing with the issue as a whole, its roots and its perpetrators.

On the other hand, shining a light on this issue and addressing it directly can be an effective way to lessen its impact, spread awareness and help create the world we want to live in. Our voices can become weapons of dissuasion on tools of empowerment.

Of course, it is for the victims of assault to choose for themselves whether to speak out or not, according to what they think is better for them… but the ones who speak up shouldn’t be the ones left to live in shame, guilt, and fear. The perpetrators and the ones who protect them are the ones that should be carrying this burden.

Our common preconception of rape is biased. We often picture a man, lurking in a dark alleyway waiting for his prey to come. More often than not the perpetrators are someone the victim trusts. The gap between preconception and reality can be so great that it introduces doubts into our minds when we consider specific situations, especially involving people we know.

In my case, the man who assaulted me is <Name Redacted>. He is a respected artist in the community, someone who makes things happen, someone who empowers the people he sees potential in. He is a supporter of the #MeToo movement and of feminism in general. I mention this because even people who represent themselves as allies are capable of this evil. It is good we are having more conversations about rape and consent but obviously there is still much to do.

Now, you might be wondering why I Choose to say his name. I would like to make it clear that my goal here is to encourage conversation, not to trigger a witch hunt, campaign of hate, or any sort of violent reprisal. My intention is simply to encourage a conversation about this issue. Let’s speak more openly about this painful and difficult matter on all levels: in a private or public sphere, with your partner, with your friends, with your students etc. We all have the power to change society and make it a better place for everyone.

After the take down of #MeToo leader Asia Argento her lackeys are still in action over this #MeToo non sense.

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Yet calling a girl out on this would never work, they simply can’t accept being wrong or at blame.

The weirdest part is, the tagged perpetrator, is the first to comment and they are still on speaking terms it seems.

However, I’m rather glad someone called her out on this:

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This girl here, instead of reporting her assault to the authorities, writes a huge Facebook post about it, tags the beta that “assaulted” her, then stays Facebook friends with him. How much of an assault was it really? Girls will easily ruin a mans career and future by misusing these tools against rape, yet nobody will hold them accountable for their actions, as society will always treat them as the victim and cradle them as children.

Honestly, this is becoming a joke. It’s about fitting in, “Oh you got an iPhone X? And you got assaulted? Girl, me too! #metoo!”

 

Nothing Changes

Every time I come back to Melbourne, I have a hope, a hope that things will be lovelier than the last time I was there, a hope that maybe it’ll be more pleasant than when I left it. Sadly however, that glimmer of optimism typically fades, generally after the third or fourth day upon my return, I realise nothing actually transformed. A few shops moved, a few new signs but ultimately, it’s still the same place. People still plugging away at their jobs, paying their taxes, and experiencing that most placid existence available.

In the time I’ve been gone, I went from place to place, learnt useful lessons, and experienced the highest of highs and lowest of lows. But I come back here and simply can’t see myself being another brick in the wall of delusion. I’ve always maintained and continue to believe that Melbourne is Poison for the types that have the slightest hint of creativity or ambition. Besides sitting in traffic, and boasting about Brunch spots, there’s really nothing going on for the place.

The people seem to be soullessly going through the motions, swallowing the nonsense that’s been thrown out by the general media. The skanks are still shamelessly skanking and finding their herbs after they wasted their peak years getting used like a public restroom. The guys are still “manning” up and accepting the leftovers in the sexual marketplace after slaving away on their careers.

Nightlife remains disappointing, shopping seems stagnant, public transport is still ancient. Some people are comfortable being in the safety of their domiciles, but I never could see myself merely existing in Melbourne. The growth and learning opportunities that come when you’re in new environments and exposing yourself to things you simply can’t get in Australia is very rewarding, and I look back at the years that I’ve spent away from here with fondness as I truly believed staying here and continuing down the pre-determined path that was provided to me would have been a waste.

So, I think I’m happy being abroad. Anywhere but here.

Women: The Walking Contradiction

I was recently coming across an article on Roosh’s blog which described what he’s learnt from his recent long term relationships.  Reading his views were seemed to awaken a thought process which I was rather familiar with in regards to women. As I continued to read, I could relate to his points with great similarities from my own experiences. These were the ones that really stood out for me.

They’re time vampires

Men just want sex, a bit of intimacy, a companion to eat or watch movies with, and space. Women want sex, cuddling, and endless hours of conversation about nothing important. She wants her man to be a problem solver, psychologist, warrior, and punching bag all in one, and even if you satisfy those needs, she will always want more, because it’s in her nature to keep extracting value.

For whatever reason, a woman finds it impossible to be alone. They’ll spend time with someone they hate, or who they are intensely jealous of, than be alone. A woman rather have a gaggle of gay friends, and hear them constantly talk about butt sex, then watch documentaries or read old books. Their primary fear in life is being alone, something that many men actually desire. A man would not spend time with someone else he dislikes from fear of being alone, because it’s during his alone time that he can recharge his batteries and process his experiences.

When a girl identifies you as a romantic boyfriend, what she really has found is a “time friend,” someone who can now spend dozens of hours a week with her, just so she doesn’t have to be with her own mind. For men who do value their alone time, this causes the bulk of relationship conflicts, but since pussy feels so good, we continue making the sacrifice, as we have been doing for millennia.

 

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They have nothing going on in their lives

Time vampires need other people’s time because they have nothing going on in their own lives. Men have peculiar interests and hobbies that can occupy them endlessly. I’ve gone days without human contact while working on a particular book project or web site, and didn’t feel particularly pained.

Women don’t have hobbies or interests that are not external projections of how they wish to see themselves. Their primary life interest is men, because only men allow them to construct an image to others of who they want to be seen as: a good girlfriend, a girl in love, a girl who another man greatly desires, a sexy woman, an honorable woman, and so on. The man is a needed accessory in this manipulation, which is why it’s so common for a girl to dive into a long-term relationship, and profess her love for a man, only to cheat on him from the weakest of impulses. The relationship merely serves as validation of how she wants to be seen, not who she really is. The gap between who she wants to be and who she actually is gets taken care of by her advanced rationalization mechanism that prevents her from accepting she is rather clueless and makes grievous mistakes.

It’s her relationships with men that give her definition to her life, because outside of it, she has nothing but Facebook news feeds, Instagram, pop trends, a mind-numbing job, and friends who mainly talk about other men, gossip, text messaging, and feminine hygiene. Besides work, which she pursues partly to have more leverage in her relationships with men by not needing their money (compared to many men who actually enjoy their jobs), she has no identity that she can call her own, no interests to ground her, no passions that are unrelated to men and being seen as attractive by them.

The above is a nice way of saying the following: if women were judged by how they judge men, they’d be losers. Put a dick on just about any woman you know and watch her instantly transform into a loser, one who is addicted to social media, overpriced restaurants, toxic entertainment, and endless validation from strangers. The biggest male loser is as accomplished, talented, and skilled as the biggest female “winner,” and the only reason very few girls are seen as losers is because they have a pussy, and just about all pussies feel good, regardless of who it’s attached to.

I remember recently, I was abroad and was judging the girl I was with being an immense loser of the highest calibre once I realised she really had not much going on in her life besides social media, a flurry of gossip, her paper pushing job and her past dalliances. This left me with not one ounce of regret when discarded her like yesterdays trash once I realised she wasn’t up to my standard.

 

Male Bonding

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Male Bonding is often discounted these days by guys aiming to slay pussy all day.

I see it time and time again, hapless guys getting into the game after an adolescence marred by invisibility to the opposite gender. They go so hard, approaching, dating and spending almost all their leisure time on chasing girls. Soon after getting some success, there’s nobody to shoot the shit with or share the success with. Surely neglecting all male company for pussy is the worst slavery to the female genitalia there could be.

I can’t stress enough over the last few years where spending too much time around females made me want to just be far, far away from them.

In past generations, men spend time with other men, gathering, sharing and exchanging helpful ideas. Women spent time around women, gossiping, sharing beauty tips and exchanging ideas too.

For women that I was smashing back in Australia, I literally used them as cum receptacles. They would meet up, spread their legs and allow me to do the dirty with them. I needed nothing else, and I was ok with this.

Where I am now, girls can help me improve my language ability, assist with some paperwork that inevitably comes up with living abroad as well as assist me with some cultural differences. Sure, these are minor things but they are useful for me. Oh and I almost forgot, they spread their legs too. However, any major issues or decisions, I prefer discussing these with men who are of the same mindset as me. Telling a woman something important simply doesn’t get me anywhere.

Recently, I was on a short overseas trip with a girl I had been seeing casually for a while, over the course of the four day trip, things were great, lots of good times sightseeing and exploring but by the end of it, I simply wanted some space or the chance to chill with some male friends.

Given how much effort is required to even get intimacy from a woman in the western world these days for the average man, the costs of being around them all the time to attain the reward of a scrap of sexual release is slowly becoming more unattractive for men. However, nobody should forget the need for friendship and replace it with time spent around women.

This is the reason why women invent terms like “BFF”, (Best Friend Forever). When you can’t really count on your friends to be there, you artificially pump the value of your friendships with branding exercises that allow you and them to think the relationship is more profound than it is. Men have no need for such verbal callisthenics, because a man’s close friends have earned their place in his world by their action, not by their word. His loyal male friends are presumed BFFs. No marketing or product branding required.

 

Be choosy with how you spend your time, and most importantly with whom.

Low Hanging Fruit

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I sat down casually overlooking the river on a humid day last summer. Opposite me was someone who I thought was a typical YOLO, EatPraySlut skank.

I went through the usual pleasantries and tried to dig in to understand her a little, she was very open and left nothing hidden. I knew this would at most be a pump and dump given how jaded and masculine her personality was. She then dropped the atomic bomb.

“Every guy in Europe wanted to fuck me, I had a gangbang in Italy too, it was so much fun”

Ahh typical Westernised skank in Asia. Too big, tall or thick to be desired by locals so go down the Foreigner Chaser route where by foreign men who pass through the city or live transiently use her as a temporary cum receptacle only to pass her on the next guy. Sadly, these types of girls develop this entitlement as they believe its their “personality” or great “looks” that attracts men.

No honey, its the fact that you’re low hanging fruit.

An easy lay which takes no effort, and is used to being discarded like yesterdays trash.

That’s why we say hi, act polite, pretend to care and even hesitantly compliment you.

This trend is astounding, the biggest skanks I’ve met over the last few years all seemed to have this entitlement, and delusion. They are desirable cause of their looks and personality, not at all because of their ease. Maybe before I could bring myself to go through the torment of listening to their delusional whore tales but these days I just can’t bring myself to go through that.

Whores forget that their value as a woman isn’t derived by the highest quality guy that is willing to dump a care-free fuck into them, its the highest quality guy that is willing to commit to them.

Sadly, their world views are distorted pretty heavily in the modern environment and they will spend their best years following this false fallacy until its too late and they are a jaded cougar struggling to attain commitment as the biological clock ticks towards its inevitable end.

These days it’s better to avoid the people with this toxic mindset, even dumping fucks into such trash is slowly becoming a chore with minimal reward. Sure, some of the readers from the West who tirelessly work to slay average poon probably are thirsty enough to still go there but I think given my environment now, it’s simply not worth it any more.