[Maciano]

I always knew I was attracted to girls with pretty faces and instinctively knew anyone telling me otherwise was full of bullshit or self-delusion.

Later on, I knew guys who said "yuck" every time you pointed out a girl was hot were actually making an excuse to never have to act on their desires.

I also knew most of my friends were never going to achieve anything, because they were too dumb & lacked ambition & creativity.

[Snowplow]

I knew certain things were messed up, but I didn't have a term for it. While my parents helped me with some truths, they seemed indoctrinated with others. I was taught the lessons of winning and losing, how life is unfair at times, and that having a strong character will carry you through most situations.

Some things that came to mind:
Girls were always favored in everything.
In the sixth grade, all the boys were punished because of a few of us. (I can't remember for what though) we were not allowed to participate in recess. We were forced to sit and watch the girls play.
Girls hardly ever got into trouble, the teachers always let them get away with a warning.

The dating/hooking up situation
Since the 5th grade I learned how to talk to girls. Now I was an ugly pizza faced kid, but I knew confidence was amazing in getting women. I had my moments of beta bitchness growing up like trying to be romantic or being sensitive and the girls were repulsed by it. When I didn't give a shit about girls, they came to me.
To add to the point, women were jealous of any woman you were with and there would be an abundance of one's interested in you when you were "taken".
Having a "bad boy" reputation made you interesting. I had girls approach and show interest because they heard I was an asshole, a player, or "the Devil" (as one put it). I had a reputation at a girls high school for 7 years.

On character/frame.
While I was not aware of the term "frame" at the time I knew to stand my ground. I only backed down from one fight and learned I was seen as a pussy. Never again. Even if you give your all people will still respect you for not giving up or copping out.
Another incident of this was for our 8th grade graduation. We all voted on a song to sing as a goodbye to the school. We found out that the winning song was going to be "In My Life" by The Beatles. It was changed when the girls whined about wanting to sing some R. Kelly song. Well I protested it, I involved the principal and the music teacher. The music teachers daughter was in my class and her and her friends didn't want to sing the original pick. So I said I refuse to participate. They tried to intimidate me into it but I stood my ground. I stayed seated while everyone else went and sang. I had many fathers come and shake my hand for not giving into pressure.

Athletics and staying in shape.
Since I was little, my parents always stressed the importance of staying in shape. I played on sports teams from the age of 4-16. My dad would reward me for working out with a small McDonald's milkshake. At 7 I could lift him off the ground (while maybe only an inch or so) when he weighed around 220. Now while at times I hated practices and training it helped build character, leadership, teamwork, discipline and strength. I saw at an early age that the kids who didn't play sports were lazy and some had asshole tendencies. As I got older it showed a little more.
I was a small bodied kid (tall and very skinny), but I played offensive/defensive line in (American) football. When I went out for it in high school, the coaches laughed until I proved to them what I was capable of. I was on the starting team despite my size. My dad asked the coach how I was doing. The coach said (which I found out years later) "That's your kid?! That's one tough motherfucker, with alot of heart."
In volleyball, I was the madman. I was the only one willing to chase down the ball despite whatever was in front of me. I've ran into more walls, bleachers, and people just in the sake of making a save. Pain fades, chicks love scars and a good story lasts forever.

That's what I remember from my younger years.

[puckerman]

I saw teachers who usually favored girls over boys.

When I was four years old, I asked a girl to take her pants off. She did without any resistance. I should have become a real player, but something later happened.

When I was in kindergarten, I had a girl friend. We played together, but never did more than that. I went to her house at least once. She was also in the hospital when I got my tonsils out.

In the first grade, I had a more serious girl friend. I kissed her on the cheek at least once a day at school. Unfortunately, we never saw each other outside of school. She moved away in the second grade--yes, I kept a girl friend that long--and I have no idea whatever became of her.

I had another girl friend although it wasn't as serious. We didn't kiss as much. For whatever reason, I think I got a little shy. I didn't get much action after that. I'm still wondering what happened. I should have grown up to be a major player. I just lost my balls and don't know why.

It was also in the first grade that my cheerleader fetish began. I remember we had a pep rally at the end of the school day once. A friend whispered to me: "You can see their underwear." The cheerleaders were seventh and eighth graders, who were goddesses to a first grader.

[Enigma]

I like boobs.

[RawGod]

(01-15-2015 03:57 AM)It_is_my_time Wrote:  

But even as young as 7 I could see that...

"How can women be equal to men, when they have to have special privileges and separate leagues for sports and are smaller and dumber. Why do men put up with this nonsense?"

My thoughts were similar around 12 or so. If women are equal to men, why are they victims of age-long oppression needing special help?

[Geomann180]

I'm not sure where this fits in, but.

Got spanked often in Kindergarten, because at a school, I would tell a girl to drop trough so I could get a good look. Sometimes she'd do it during movie time. I'd never drop mine. Last memory of that place was telling her to meet me in the playground so I could get another good look, before my parents whisked me away.

G

[Nonpareil]

Working hard is for suckers...

Not that I mean 'working hard' is for suckers, like working hard in the gym, working hard at learning game, working hard at learning a language, those are good, but the entire corporate grind that most Westerners face; 45 hour work weeks, 40k a year to bring in or maintain a million in business, commuting 15 hours a week, working hard to make pennies to make someone else rich, working hard for someone else, that's a sucker's bet.

Work hard on yourself. Don't bust your ass working a job you hate to make someone else rich, don't learn game just because you want approval from women, don't hit the gym to impress other people...do everything for yourself.

Girls love a bad boy

I was a fairly handsome young lad; always one of the two or three tallest in class, blue eyes, brown hair, but why during recess was my friend (later drug dealer), who was short, acne-faced and basically a massive wigger, always surrounded by girls? Because he lived in a broken home and his mother, in a constant revolving-door of boyfriends, never had the time to keep him away from cigarettes and alcohol, which he was able to procure and sell (I have never got more pussy than I did in second and third year university, when I was selling weed). The traits were always there but my metamorphosis from affable nice guy to bad boy didn't start to occur until grade 9 and wasn't complete until I was about 18.

(I spoke with him last about six years ago...a massive addiction to Cocaine, an estimated notch count of 500, four known children and multiple turns on the inside. I do not know his current whereabouts).

[UroboricForms]

Women do indeed love a "bad boy". Shame how "bad boy" usually turns out to be some loser fucking degenerate, a shit stain on the shoe of society. What's with that? It has always puzzled and infuriated me.

[Parlay44]

(01-15-2015 07:39 AM)Nonpareil Wrote:  

Working hard is for suckers...

Not that I mean 'working hard' is for suckers, like working hard in the gym, working hard at learning game, working hard at learning a language, those are good, but the entire corporate grind that most Westerners face; 45 hour work weeks, 40k a year to bring in or maintain a million in business, commuting 15 hours a week, working hard to make pennies to make someone else rich, working hard for someone else, that's a sucker's bet.

Work hard on yourself. Don't bust your ass working a job you hate to make someone else rich, don't learn game just because you want approval from women, don't hit the gym to impress other people...do everything for yourself.

Girls love a bad boy

I was a fairly handsome young lad; always one of the two or three tallest in class, blue eyes, brown hair, but why during recess was my friend (later drug dealer), who was short, acne-faced and basically a massive wigger, always surrounded by girls? Because he lived in a broken home and his mother, in a constant revolving-door of boyfriends, never had the time to keep him away from cigarettes and alcohol, which he was able to procure and sell (I have never got more pussy than I did in second and third year university, when I was selling weed). The traits were always there but my metamorphosis from affable nice guy to bad boy didn't start to occur until grade 9 and wasn't complete until I was about 18.

(I spoke with him last about six years ago...a massive addiction to Cocaine, an estimated notch count of 500, four known children and multiple turns on the inside. I do not know his current whereabouts).

(01-15-2015 09:55 AM)UroboricForms Wrote:  

Women do indeed love a "bad boy". Shame how "bad boy" usually turns out to be some loser fucking degenerate, a shit stain on the shoe of society. What's with that? It has always puzzled and infuriated me.

Yeah women love drugs. Drugs give them the ability to "feel good" on demand. Which is what women are all about. Shelling out a little pussy for easy drugs is a no brainer. Don't let them play you though. Give them a little taste them cut them off til they put out.

[Spectrumwalker]

That giving women the right to vote was one of the biggest mistakes because they will always vote for security. More government=more security.

As a young boy, I recall my father being upset with the way men were, and still are portrayed in the media. It really didn't start to register with me until I became a teenager.

[Bear Hands]

My father once told me, "Beauty may only be skin deep, but ugly goes straight to the bone," regarding women. I believed him from early on and have yet to see anything to the contrary.

[IvanDrago]

Skinny women with long hair around the age of 22 made me feel really excited. All other women annoyed me. This hasn't changed in the last few decades.

[la_mode]

I knew the average guy was a complete fat beta clown, and there were very few guys I truly looked up to. One of the being Jean-Claude Van Damme.

[heavy]

Directly:
- I'm attracted to women with a 7/10 waist to hip ratio.

Indirectly:
- Our school system is favors girls and alpha males and opposes betas. This is true of any social group.
- Guys who don't give a shit get the girls.
- Being good at sports in a small town wasn't enough to get girls.

[tylerdurden1993]

Whenever the topic of girls ignoring "nice guys" and going for "dickheads" instead was bought up.

While all the other guys moaned that it was unfair I always thought I want to be one of the "dickheads".

[XXL]

at young age i realized that i can't depend on friends and anyone and that it's possible to do things on my own.

backstory: i was into all kinds of sport but had quite lame friends in first school. i always had to keep convincing them to do anything outside. one day i said 'fuck it' and went out solo. i met some people during bike trips. i went to play football alone and simply joined those who played. basically i could do things i wanted when i wanted whether i had people around or not.

it felt weird at fists but that freedom was liberating. it was quite groundbreaking aha moment for me.

[Only One Man]

(01-15-2015 05:30 PM)XXL Wrote:  

at young age i realized that i can't depend on friends and anyone and that it's possible to do things on my own.

backstory: i was into all kinds of sport but had quite lame friends in first school. i always had to keep convincing them to do anything outside. one day i said 'fuck it' and went out solo. i met some people during bike trips. i went to play football alone and simply joined those who played. basically i could do things i wanted when i wanted whether i had people around or not.

it felt weird at fists but that freedom was liberating. it was quite groundbreaking aha moment for me.

Man it's so easy to let your friends hold you back and use them as an excuse as to why you didn't/wouldn't/couldn't do something. Good on you.

[The Father]

I learned about the wall when I was 18. I did an internship in the finance department of a company. I was by no means qualified. The manager of this particular group was a HOT 33 year old married woman. She was the subject of many late-night masturbation sessions! She was really pretty. Tall, dirty blond, thin. And sweet, too.

I went back to school that fall and, the following summer, came back for the same internship. Same company. Same department. Same manager. But in the year since that last summer...the bloom came off the rose! She was 34. Her face started to have wrinkles and lost its youthful glow. The skin around her neck had begun to sag, the beginnings of a turkey neck. I no longer thought about her sexually; she didn't turn me on anymore. And although I didn't call it "the wall" at that age, I do remember saying "WOW! A woman can really lose her looks in her 30s!!".

There was a man at that company. He was 54. He was a serious southern drawl. He was rugged and handsome and, though he looked his age, all the young girls swooned. And I remember thinking how different that was than Marcia, who got ugly overnight at 33. I remember thinking how lucky I was to be born a man.

[Old Fritz]

(01-15-2015 11:18 PM)The Father Wrote:  

I learned about the wall when I was 18. I did an internship in the finance department of a company. I was by no means qualified; my cousin (who worked in HR at the company) got it for me. The manager of this particular group was a HOT 33 year old married woman named Marcia. She was the subject of many late-night masturbation sessions! She was really pretty. Tall, dirty blond, thin. And sweet, too.

I went back to school that fall and, the following summer, came back for the same internship. Same company. Same department. Same manager, Marcia. But in the year since that last summer...the bloom came off the rose! Marcia was 34. Her face started to have wrinkles and lost its youthful glow. The skin around her neck had begun to sag, the beginnings of a turkey neck. I no longer thought about her sexually; she didn't turn me on anymore. And although I didn't call it "the wall" at that age, I do remember saying "WOW! A woman can really lose her looks in her 30s!!".

There was a man at that company. His name was Gary and he was 54. He was a serious southern drawl. He was rugged and handsome and, though he looked his age, all the young girls swooned. And I remember thinking how different that was than Marcia, who got ugly overnight at 33. I remember thinking how lucky I was to be born a man.

Women are hitting the wall sooner. I'm only 21 and I've seen girls who I thought were cute back in middle/high school finishing up college. Some of them have gained weight and are whales. Others just look.. old. Some of these girls were drinkers and smokers so I'm sure that's played a role.

[philosophical_recovery]

With all of my youthful, long term relationships that lasted >1 year, I had an enormous feeling that I was selling myself short and it was too early to get tied into a girl at 18. I dumped all of my first serious girlfriends because of that. I also had a virgin as my second real girlfriend (first girlfriend had at least 4 other guys before I met her at 17), and how she treated me compared to every other girl that had a lot of dick in them made me see reality in a certain way.

My first girlfriend also had a beta boyfriend that she dropped and shamed pretty badly. He had sent her a dress or panties or something, and the day that she got them in the mail we did the nastiest things while she wore them. That burned in my memory as an example of what girls are capable of before I got out of high school. The burning continued when I dated women and they got married (I was in my early 20s still) and they would contact me, and talk about how they missed "us". All of this registered as normal female behavior due to the abundance of evidence I was accumulating.

When I discovered Roissy, then Roosh, after a particularly harsh episode of blue pill romance, it suddenly all made sense. I severely overcompensated, however, and didn't work out the issues that kept getting me low quality girls and was driving me towards beta in the first place. I was starting to see some of the burgeoning SJW crowd and was creating this very warped understanding of relationships, as I was working in a vacuum. Glad I escape that.

[puckerman]

I also realized as soon as I entered kindergarten that school was complete and total bullshit. I had three older brothers, who were 17, 12, and 11 when I was born. I had already seen a lot of youthful rebellion, and it seemed pretty natural to me. I fought to keep my dignity pretty hard in school.

According to the system, I was a "bad boy." But I was really just a boy who would have preferred doing almost anything else. I got sent to the office a few times in the first grade.

I suppose this was why I had girl friends. By their standards, I was a "bad boy." I still remember how my girl friend would smile at me when she saw me standing in the corner.

I should have kept it up, I guess. Of course, by the time you get to junior high and high school, getting sent to the principal's office a lot isn't enough to make girls wet their pants.

[BCien]

-That women were weak
-They (women) belonged at being at home
-They weren't good friends to boys (snitches)

[Fortis]

Reading is fundamental and people who read are better than non-readers. Just the truth.

[booker.t]

That girls are terrible friends. I was interested in sports, computer games, action tv shows/movies, etc...and girls didnt like that stuff. Therefore I didn't really try to befriend girls (still don't) just for the sake of being friends, even from a pre-teen age.

[Only One Man]

All men are not created equal.