My first piece of advice is don’t try to imitate “Dark Triad” personality traits. It’s either in you or it isn’t. But as I use tactics in relativity to my personality disorder, pay attention to what I say after them.

A year ago after losing a lot of weight and getting my drivers license. I did whatever I wanted, and got caught up with some questionable individuals my age. I soon ended up in possession of a Ruger and handsome sums of cash and had quite the amount of fun.

   Let’s rewind though. I was still a little chubby at the time and had gotten into a discussion in class with a classmate about what females want. This girl I wanted to take from my friend chimed in And basically told me that I’d never get a girl and that I had no business talking about what women want, mind you I was dropping heavy redpill’s which had people looking at me weird. This was a normally nice, positive, and fun girl , but what I can’t stand is when people who seem normally polite to me instantly do a 180 and start fucking with me with spite.

Naturally, I flew into a rage with the girls remark, grabbed my bag and left the campus (private school) before I could get jumped by her friends because she’s a school favorite and I then drove to downtown Atlanta. If you don’t have it in you to make split and risky decisions, your life as a redpill male will be uneventful. Some of the most enjoyable situations come from spur of the moment choices. Do what you want and have your fun. You are the star of your movie and the author of your story, it’ll be bland in the end if you live your life like a “normal” person.

Once I arrived in downtown Atlanta I wasted my time going from store to store and I ended up running into a group of Italian teens in a store and they invited me to come hang with them.

We went to a Starbucks and sat down. A particularly attractive white lady walked in and since I have a thing for them I decided to make a move. We spoke, and I easily charmed her. How? Lies, exaggeration, even more lies of grandeur. It’s incredibly easy to charm someone when you can do that. Some of you are going to talk about “truly living out a particular life” which I don’t disagree with. Don’t make your life completely built on lies. But these are psychopathic tactics I’m giving you, use them if you’d like.

She got quite interested. The fact that I’m baby faced didn’t help her case either. I easily deceived her with lies about my life and crazy adventures and she was immediately enthralled. Lies are extremely useful when talking to someone you’re interested in, it’s the quickest and easiest way to lure someone in and make them have a warped but positive perception of you. Her boyfriend followed in minutes later and was pissed on sight when he saw me talking to his possibly wife or girlfriend. He said something about the look I had in my eyes. The group of teens I was with immediately jumped in, a kid I refer to as the OG, the more inclusive, mature, and organized member of the group stood the guy up with a fucking ruger and the situation quickly fizzled.

The kid’s move was sloppy and I knew for a fact the cops were looking for all seven of us. However I couldn’t get the thought of that woman’s body out of my head. Come to find out the teens were in the city for a party that was nearby. Sometime near 11:00 AM the party went down and I went along with them. After getting in, I puffed and passed, sipped some purple sprite which I couldn’t recommend less, and gambled with some rich Arab guys that may or may not have been inbred and armed to the teeth. 

The lady and her boyfriend both were at the party, however I didn’t realize this until I hit the living room and started dancing. Some hard hitting rap music played and I couldn’t help but get down with the guys. I was turnt than a motherfucker but I felt eyes on me when I was really getting it. I turned to my left and  near the front door the lady was there smiling with a glint in her blue eyes and she was biting her lips. I wanted her to go away at first, I was on camera during damn a near aggravated assault or possible murder and left the campus of a private school un-announced and didn’t go back home or check in with my parents. The last thing I needed was a fight with this lady’s boyfriend.      My favorite song “The Race”comes on by chance and I start getting it for real, and a whole circle forms around me and there’s people recording. This situation didn’t help my desire for her to stay away at all. I ignored her and kept dancing. Half way the into the song she finds her way further into the crowd and the song then switches and everyone moshes into the both of us and a whole big crowd forms. She grabs me and tries to pull me out of the crowd and we dance together to some music before she tries to lead me upstairs.      I was just about ready to ditch everything. I was armed with a handgun, had a whole rack of cash and was ready to catch an Uber and lay low at a friends house while the cops searched for all seven of our dumbasses. However this lady really wanted to talk but I didn’t feel interested. I’m seventeen and I only wanted to fuck. I went in for the kill with no regard and calmed her down along the way with more soft advances. We obviously fucked and once we were done she asked for my number and I was acquiescent in giving it up. I soon left the house and what I didn’t know was that her boyfriend saw us both go up and down the stairs.

I had already called an Uber after I got outside and minutes later the dude caught me from behind with a sucker punch. If you’re a licensed handgun owner in the redpill, don’t hesitate to kill someone if they try you. If someone tries to endanger your personal safety you erase them immediately. The only reason that man didn’t lie dead in front of those steps was because I didn’t need a murder charge on my back on top of possession of a firearm I didn’t have registered in my parents name or used in my parents house during a home defense.

A fight quickly started where I quickly began to lose because the fact is that I can’t fight for shit. Luckily when he was mounting me and beating my ass there was a brick to my left and I picked it up and dug it into his eye and then beat him into unconsciousness with it. I practically lost that fight with my saving grace being a brick.

Obviously I got busted by the fucking cops an hour later using my parents credit card for the Uber when I forgot to use cash (rookie mistake) but not before I ditched the gun and somehow managed to keep the cash hidden and got driven home by the police.

Lesson learned is live life how you want. Consequences are merely obstacles, hell, you can even run from them if you want. Life is mostly an adventure, but society has diluted that view of life to a large degree. I hope reading a bit of my life has helped you see what it’s like for ASPD people.