We all like to have money. It makes the world go around. It affords us nice things. However, money is replaceable. So are you. So is that girlfriend of yours. Money can be interpreted as power because it can buy a lot of desirable things. The only thing it gets you here is a power differential between you and X girl(a free ride in her mind). Money can never buy attraction. Let me repeat that. You can NEVER buy attraction. This is a major pitfall that Beta Buxs Buy Into(Literally). After these girls hit the wall, this is what they seek long term status with, it is a matriarchal instinct (if they have not yet found a true Alpha). As men, it is in our hunter/gatherer instinct and genes to be the strongest and most powerful male to provide our family/community with a future. In modern times, women/feminism can carry equally self sufficient roles. This is a major game changer. They suddenly don't need a man with money. They can make it on their own.

So let them. Let them make it on their own. Buying her shit won't get you laid, unless you're looking for a hooker. Even then, she won't really want you. You'll get what you pay for. She'll give it up for free to the next younger looking jacked guy that jingles her baby tingles while you think you're in love(with this early 20s stripper), and you pay for her downtown condo and car. Next thing you know, she's pregnant and claiming it's yours. There goes your marriage. There goes child support for 18 years. It's that easy.

Build and maintain frame. It doesn't matter how much money you make or what you drive. Women operate on emotions. Never forget this. Surely you've seen that 21 year old cutie go home with the older dude? I've watched friends 10 years my senior bring home smoking hot barely legal pussy and pound it out like a license plate. The guy drove a $700 car and had 3 roommates out in the middle of nowhere. On government funded unemployment. He was only decently attractive, but he was funny as shit and smart. Dude had a solution for everything. Everybody liked the guy. Tier 1 on the social hierarchy. It is these items, not money, that women seek. True Alpha pack leading Power.

More examples? I used to be such a nice guy Bux provider. I made $50k at 19 years old(am 28 now). Career started. Got my own apartment. Got a used sports car in addition to my daily driver. Got a new sport bike. Played video games all night. Ate pizza all day. Never hit the gym. Thought I had it made, never got laid. after a year I realized money does not buy happiness. I took these girls out and bought everything. Took care of them. Always nice. I'm the perfect guy. Why didn't it work? Why did they always cheat on me?

Redemption Phase. At about 24-25 years old the straw broke the fucking camel's back. I decided to turn off my emotions. Hit the gym. Gained 50 pounds of mostly muscle,(I graduated high school at 5'10 and 140). Stopped giving a fuck about anything but myself. Through my career and my friends I came out of my shell and began to talk to people. Threw parties every week. Got laid left and right. Some of these girls I didn't even get their name. All of this is before i discovered TRP. Onto my current situation. I am The Man to talk to at my new job. I command things. I look buff.

One of my favorite experiences is gaming my boss late last year. 2 years older than I am. A colombian 10/10 28 year old married yoga instructor with a Beta Bux husband. I try to respect marriages, so I let her make the moves(also, it is my job we're talking about here). She is balls hot. I play TRP to the letter. She starts texting me from her personal number. Then starts asking me to hang out. Then suggests physical cues. Then we start fucking. This girl would drive an hour out of her way to come fuck me and get back home minutes before her husband did. At the time, I was extremely frugal. I lived with my damn mother. This girl gave 0 fucks. One time she showed up randomly at my house while i was asleep and banged on the door. Having never met my mother, she introduced herself as my girlfriend(while married) and wanted to come in for a minute(to fuck). When we went out, she paid for everything. She even told her husband about me and that she wanted a divorce.

I'm not a terrible looking guy(8-8.5?), but I'm no Brad Pitt. I'm in pretty decent shape, but no body builder(5'10, 175). I'm currently broke as a joke but i follow TRP guidelines. I am a 27 year old MGTOW but my freshest 2 plates are 19 years old. Cuties with smoking bodies. The vagina is always a plus, but that's not what I'm here for. I am here for myself.

I have experienced just about everything you could imagine with women. EVERY TRP tenet you read here is true. Every. Single. One. Read the side bar. AWALT. My advice is this:

  • Above all, be the best man you can be. At least be self sufficient(no matter how). Be in shape. Take care of yourself.

  • Never settle. Take risks. Do as you please. Do not ask, but Take(within legal reason)! Do not be afraid to offend somebody. Speak for what you believe, though it may not be popular opinion. Never apologize.

  • Build mutually beneficial relationships with everybody you encounter, anywhere. Be outgoing. Talk to everybody.

  • Excel at everything you do, and do what you want to do. It's your life. Nobody is here to make you happy, only yourself. Just like money is replaceable, so is vagina.

  • Good looking girls get monetary offers(and compliments on their looks) all day long. Money for sex. A place to stay. A car. A phone. A poem. Whatever. Think outside the box. Stop offering and interact like two ugly strangers might when they make random conversation. The last thing you should ever do is tell a woman she is beautiful/hot/sexy/cute/pretty/whatever. Throw that shit away. She is used to it. The hotter she is, the harder you Neg. Like fucking Nega Scott

I watch it happen every day. Don't get taken advantage of. She already has a job(maybe career) and makes her own bank. In this day of supposed equality it should be a minimum of women's rights that she be able to afford her own half of the bill. This isn't the 20s/30s/40s/50s/60s/70s/80s where women do not work. This is 2014. I get bitches to pay for my meal. Pay for my beer. Not because I can't, but because I can and it's fucking funny and I get to plow them at the end of the night.

Tl;DR: im drunk. if youre too lazy to read then you dont belong here.

EDIT: ill leave one of my favorite motivational clips here