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Summary

Take it from a natural RPer. Women want to be fooled and never be told the truth. They'd rather be lied to. Have fun in all situations. Appear friendly.

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It’s been a month since my last TRP related journal entry. I've been making sure I don’t get emotionally invested in people. You just can’t trust them. The downside of this is that I don't appear friendly. I always felt fake being friendly and it some way I was. There's got to be a proper balance between setting your boundaries, appearing friendly, and staying true to you.

Tonight, I went to bed around 8pm. I was tired. Then woke up at 11 burning up. I had fallen asleep in my clothes on my bed. I went to the gas station because I had a craving for starbursts. I ended up getting dark chocolate instead and I bump into my buddy; a natural RP. He walked to the gas station. I said I wasn’t up to anything so we walked to his last hookup’s house. On the way there we saw a girl walking and we pass a cop. In order to not look suspicious, take note, we approached the cop to ask for directions. RP said he needed to know which street we were on and said his buddy used his truck and hadn’t called back. His buddy being his cousin. Do note that this entire story was fabricated on the spot so that we could continue to walk and see if this girl was cute and make an approach. The cop replied with unwanted sage advice “yeah, family will do that” and told us how many blocks down the street was. Afterwards, we continued to follow the girl to which we both saw she was chubby and so we derailed and went back to the main street. The cop had left. Suspicion defused. All RPer did was act like he needed help and acted loosely.

We made it to the chick’s place. RP gave me a cig so I went outside and sat on a stump. He comes back with water for me. I almost catch it. RP said he’s getting feelings for chick and that he’s fucking 2 other girls including her; one of them being his baby mamma that he's trying to get back together with.

RP asks how my game is doing. I tell him I’ve noticed improvements. I say I have nerves when approaching women. I've notied it affects my approaches. I sometimes become courteous instead of flatly not giving a fuck. It’s not something I’m used to. I tell him it’s a very different way of life. Usually I’d have an established relationship or I’d really like a girl and we’d hit off before doing anything. He understands that. I said I still haven’t lied. He says I need to. I need to seem “bigger than I actually am”. I completely agree.

I personally have come to the conclusions that women just want to be fooled. They want to think they’ve fucked some high status man. They want tingles that only fairy tales and fabrications can satisfy. Like emotion porn. Unless your life is something outlier and valuable already, women just want excitement even if it’s all made up. TRP talks about becoming that man. Women will fuck either.

We walk back to my car and I tell him I fucked a married woman. He got pissed off at me and told me he about lost all respect for me. I said she mentioned wanting a divorce. He changed his mind after that. We talked about how it’s not ok to fuck a married woman who’s married to a man in the military. I totally agreed. That's not ok. I read a story about a Chad on TRP who fucked a married military woman and told the dude ASAP. RP had a cousin do that and not know. His cousin must feel like shit. I say I never want to get married. RP said what my also-natural-RP Uncle said, that I will change my mind one day. Interesting these players both have a very similar mindset: they lie to women, have been with dozens, and that they still want to get married one day. The difference between them is one is 19 and my uncle is like mid-30s.

RP needs to go to walmart to get pregnancy tests. We go to wal mart and walk around. RP is a lot of fun. He makes openers with women like “hey have you seen” and “where is” like he’s looking for help. Take note.

We leave and go to [a club]. RP takes some of my clothes I was going to donate and offered him instead. I drop off a box at Good will. RP is friends with club owner and we both go in and get a shot for free. Fucking A.

We leave to drop RP off. I called a guy a faggot driving by. RP laughed and I did too. I like being mean for mean's sake. :)

I dropped RP off at another chick’s place. I've been here before. I had tried hooking up with this chick in particular but she was not receptive and got butthurt when I forgot where she lived over text. IDGAF. One day I’ll be where RP is. I realized this was who he was texting in-between our destinations tonight. He's a busy dog.

These hoes. They for everybody!

Lessons Learned

  • Women will fuck you whether you are who you say you are or not. They want tingles, fun, and excitement.
  • Opening with "help" diffuses suspicion on both cops and with women.
  • Appearing friendly and making the right connections opens a lot of opportunities. I used to be friendly BEFORE the TRP. Now I'm cold. If I'm not getting anything from an individual (women included) I'm not interested. Appearance of friendliness is important.
  • Both RPers of different ages still want to be married one day. This is a pattern I've noticed. Something to make note of. Why is this?
  • Both RPers say do not get feelings. If you start getting feelings, bounce. Unless they're a 9-10.
  • Have fun in all situations. I believe having fun is an indication of a healthy mindset. My lays and relationships before TRP I was fun and playful. If I can tap into that again with knew concepts like stoicism I think I'll benefit.
  • Motion causes emotion. I've been uplugged from social media and pointless shit I actually went to a gas station to satiate something as simple as wanting starbursts and ended up hanging out with my buddy for several hours. Moving and doing things re-centers you almost like meditation.