...I realized I'm an asshole.

Not in the *"Oh AFTSOV, you're suuuuch an asshole!" type of way either, I'm talking being a straight fucked up individual.

I can admit it, accept it, and to some degree, am proud of the way my mind works, even if it's unpredictable and unhealthy, and shit, some girls, just cant fucking get enough of me. I just know how to push the crazy buttons the right way. I love taking advantage of it. Me? I can't seem to get normal girls, but give me a red flagger and I'll have her licking dirt off the palm of my hand. (Inside joke, one of my girls literally eats dirt, and dog food.)

Looking back on my sexual endevours, I see all the women I was inside of, and I wonder about why they approached me. Why they selected me.

Everyone on here on TRP preaches "yeah get 14 approaches a DAY man, this shit is a numbers game." I don't understand that. Women come to me, and I'm not even good looking. I'd say I'm a 5. I don't stand out, except for a deranged, soulless, murderous twinkle in my eyes that just draws women in. I also have heard I have a charming smile.

Well, it's not like pussy falls outta the sky for me or anything, but if I need some ass, it'll find its way to me.

Something else I noticed about these women, well, before I get to that, I'll describe their common clusters to you:

  • A history of sexual abuse (be it molestation to full blown rape)

  • A history of promiscuity, in person and online, they were cam-whores, street prostitutes, club/rave sluts, the works. The sad sexual slaves.

  • An obsession with being the center of attention, with being a spot light. One of my girls was a Broadway performer. Two were models. One was a stage performer. Real bonafied attention whores.

  • Bodacious asses. 1 of them had a less than attractive face. Two were average faced, the other was a cutie, but they all had amazing asses.

  • A history of mental instability - suicidal behaviors, self harm scars, depression, being bullied when they were young.

So yes, they're crazies. But like I was saying, that something else about them, is that they love my abuse.

There's something seriously wrong with them.

Anytime I apologized, they would recoil, leave, get uppity, give me attitude.

Anytime I called them a whore, or slut, or stupid, out of the truth of my heart, they would DO anything to make Daddy love them again.

Whenever I sensed things (the sex) was heading down hill, or shit, even when things were good, I would tell them things like "jeez you're getting fat arent you?" Or "you kinda look a little ugly, lol." Or if I was feeling particularly lazy, I would just randomly say, "You know, I really fucking hate you." without any explanation. They would either cry, or sulk, or be pouty, but within an hour we would be having wild sex again. (Which of course, is riddled with me telling them how they are worthless fuck holes to me, leading them to flow like a ravine. Stupid women).

Me picking at their insecurities drew them closer to me. Me apologizing or showing any remorse pushed them away.

So here's a break down of what I learned from each girl, in no order, and all of these lessons hold true for all the women, what worked for one worked for the others:

C A D R
Two years together 3 Weeks Together 7 Months Together 2 Years Together
As soon as I show beta tendencies, she will leave. Must be remorseless. Never cry, never promise to change, never apologize. Never become friends with her friends. Expect her to be a whore. Do not have faith in her loyalty. Her insecurities give you power. Break habits, be unpredictable. If fighting, never apologize for hurting them. Act like she is the pussy for crying, whimpering, etc. Shut your fucking mouth. They don't want a motor mouth clown, they want a silent stone cold man. If you strike them, do it like a pimp. Smack them or slap them in the face, look them in the eyes, call them a crazy bitch, then tell them to come here, touch them, love them, then continue doing what you were doing. Dont apologize for striking them and they wont try to get you in trouble. Calling her a whore and laughing about how she wants you to believe in the lie of her fidelity will drive her crazy and make her eager to please you. You can pimp out these women for profits. They will indirectly show you who your competition is. Catch them in an act that breaks one of your boundaries, then forever hold her in a guilt trip about her betrayal. Never let her forget that she betrayed you. They will shower you in money and treat you like a God, just show them all the ways you are superior. Cold indifference will lead them to pour emotions into you. The more silent and stone faced you are around them, the more they crave your love, and will seek your validation. I have buckets filled with love letters and drawn pictures of these females gave to me, usually after calling them a whore.

Wrap up

I know I go against the grain when I say I love BPD Suicidal Crazy chicks, but hey, a man likes what he likes.

I love taking advantage of their weak minds and extracting all the sex and money I can from them. I also enjoy giving them the love they so desperately crave.

So, if you don't have what it takes to date these women, (I.E. telling them you would murder them and their family if they have your baby without your permission) this is a surefire way to get fucked over. If you have what it takes, it's amazing because

  • Typically these women are hot as fuck, body face and ass.

  • They appreciate any love you show to them.

  • Sexual whores. You will get instant sex on command no matter where you are. I had these sluts blowing me in hotel staircases, public bathrooms, on the highway in my car, a play hall, and all I had to say was : "lets fuck you stupid slut."

  • Slavery. These women do (or did) anything I asked, the moment I asked them, and provided all their money to me. I was like a parasite leeching all their money and life energy from them.

  • They reward you being evil. Straight to the point, these women will help you learn what it means to not give a fuck, and help you see other beings as tools to be exploited.

  • They approach you. If you hate people like me and feel like killing the people you talk to, this makes it easier because I know they talk to me cus they want my dick, so I'm in a better mood. Good for the lazy.

  • Little to no drama and complete subservience. I always tell them I will be seeing other girls. If they get uppity I dump them and block them for a week until they randomly show up at my house, I tell them to come inside, suck my dick, and that I was never mad at them and I forgive them in that order, and they never give me shit again. (The drama only happens when you REALLY wanna dump one of them, like cut them out, but that's a whole other theory post)

About the Author

Illimitable man put it best when he said, to thrive in this life, you gotta be hot, smart, or crazy. I aint too bright or burning, but I sure am a psycho. So Yeah, I'm a pretty fucked up guy, and I've done REALLY fucked up shit. But I'm just so real about who I am and what I'm about, and I get steady pussy from submissive girls with hot asses, without lifting a finger, and maybe one day I'll flesh out a "How to Date Broken Bitches and Suicidal Sluts" post. Still though, I am not happy.

This life style is not one of happiness or fulfillment. This is just one way to get non-stop access to hot looking pussy, and their financial resources.

I can say this with honesty: TRP has helped me refine my natural approach to women (treat them like dogshit or as we call it, "unapologetic selfishness") and has instilled upon me the knowledge of WHY things work, HOW to make them work, and WHAT works. Also, it taught me why I should lift. Before After <--- the funny thing about that is, even during my lean anorexic skelton days, I was still smashing C and R regularly, but they were on the lesser side of the cute scale. Nice asses still, but ehh faces.

The more mass I put on, the hotter my playthings became. FUCKING LIFT. So yeah, it's possible to get laid by cuties as a skinny fuck, but if you want hotter girls, you have to lift man. Book of Pook stuff. I can vouch for that.

Here we are at the end of what I feel to be the first chapter of my RP trip, and this just goes to show, that banging hot women regularly is not what brings you happiness. It means shit. These women are a literal toy. A plaything for my pleasure. And they like that.

But me? I'm still sad on the inside.

FIN