From day one, we were told about the beauty of love. That somewhere there is somebody who will love of us for who we are, stick with us through thick and thin. We retained our hope even in our worst times we would find our unicorn.

But then we realized unicorns don't exsist. Instead of finding our soulmate we were used as emotional tampons in the friendzone.

Now that we are beginning our journey down the red pill philosophy, despite the wails of feminists, one has to wonder - why should we love the oppodite sex? Women offer almost nothing but a moist ehole to slam. Meanwhile men must offer everything just for the chance to br admired.

Men must be dominante, successful, passionate, fit, funny, sociable, aggressive but not too aggresive, good at listening, and intelligrnt. If you fail at even on e of these, her tingles will break apart. What do women have to do? Justbnot be TOO fat. Women are admired for their weaknesses. Men are despised. So ultimately, guess where she wil be in your worst hour? Fantasing about Chad!

Think about it. Whrre were women during your depressing blue pill days? Were women by your side or was it your bros? Remember thr loneliness and how all the girls ignored you or contempted you for your low smv? And you think one of them deserves you at your best when you didn't exsisy to them at your worst?

Spin plates gentlemen. Never marry. She doesn't love you. She loves the way you make her feel.