There is a war in my mind that I cannot win, because it is built on false assumptions.
And here is an example of it.
I oblige you to try out everything for yourself rather than take a single story as truth. My recount of a recent insight into women's psychology / hamstering follows here.  

Some background: Girl is of Russian descent, and quite hard on her opinions. Call her Red. It is about an LDR - where I have insisted on exclusivity. I am not adhering to that exclusivity because I am a bastard.
So fuck you all.

I put myself in the pocket with a challenge like this, to see how hard shit can get. And I got scorched - I will get back to that later.
Red is more shittesting than any girl I have ever met.
Red being from a sticks-and-stones country (no 2nd gen. feminism pollution) makes her demand of a strong frame more eminent than anything I have experienced so far. When she doesn't get my physical confirmation on a regular basis, she threatens to swing branches on every opportunity she gets.

This story is about when I was telling Red how I met the first girl I loved. She asked, and I answered, you know? tsk tsk

These are the words I told, pre-RP mentality abundant: I was arguing with a friend of a friend, call him Belly. Belly and me were talking about moral issues regarding war and religion, as in any drunken student party. All that mattered to me was to fight ignorance and stupidity in an argument about religion vs being good - aka ethics. I wanted to beat the sucker's arguments down.

 

Belly had brought a girl with him from the pubs, and she was taken by the situation/arguments. The more intense the arguments got, the closer she got towards me. Fast forward 1 hour and she was hugging me, purely because of our discussion (she liked my way of seeing things). I spent the next three years with her. And it was - to me - a surprising way to meet a girl.

Young guys, note this  

I had a super special girl, and got infected with ONITIS 101  Pick-up is good and necessary. However, when you are strong in mind, girls sense it.  Train your mind

 

Now, onward to Red's responses to my story:

Red (observation #1) No surprise at all. You have no experience / [don't know what's going on] All girls are like that. If you show interesting thoughts / [genuine understanding of something], girls want that. The difference is this: Girls like interesting guys. Guys like hot girls.

 

I went into questioning, something you should almost never do. However, I must learn from experience and chose to.
I take her answer for girls in general and apply it to her own behavior in a LDR.

I ask the following:

Question #1: So when you have told me that a guy you met is really interesting, does that mean you feel attraction?

Answer #1: No, it doesn't work like that (Note to self: I am disproving her own point and thus engaging her hamster)

Question #2: So, you had a point about girls seeking towards guys speaking their mind, like in my story. How can there be no attraction between you and some guy you meet when you say he is really interesting?

Answer #2: You are so fucking stupid [shaking head, and lighting a cigarette - on skype. I close skype at this moment]

Question #3: Sure I am stupid [I buy into her frame, but own it]. I think I am the most stupid [escalate], and that's why I like you [flipping the script]. Go meet the nice guy [jargon implicit] tomorrow. I would cheer for you. And, I want you to fuck him. [Abundance mentality, and totally don't give a fuck].
I know this is too much at once, like flooding with emotions / talk. And it may even seem desperate. When experimenting anything and everything is allowed (within a reasonable degree)

Answer#3: What are you talking about!! I don't want to fuck him [implicit guy she thinks about], how can you even say such thing!!

[pause]

Answer#3.1: I love you for everything you are. You have no idea.

What about scorched!?:
Some time ago Red was meeting with "an American guy" a couple of times (I'm not even in the country). The guy had game, I am sure. Furthermore, she told me in tears that she had drunkenly kissed him in a bar. Equipped with an RP mindset, I know that means she fucked him. The night she admitted to have kissed him happens to be the same night I had been speaking with her on the phone. That phone call consisted of me explaining what was up with Mr. American Guy, and explicitly (and very nicely) told her that she should be aware, and take care of herself. Willingly I did this, just to see what would happen...
That is for you NAWALT and ONEITIS out there. The scorch can hurt, unless you see that the power is yours, and not theirs.

//Lessons 

If you hit the fire, get ready to be burned. Be mentally prepared  Arguments with girls are futile. But try it, so you can see for yourself. You should do this at some point  A girl will never tell you the truth. Seek truth in yourself, friends and your goals Learn from others  Drunk girls are horny.  They don't give a shit about anything if they sense a dick worthy of their inner succubus  Build your life for what is interesting for you. The rest will follow.