I haven't seen her in over a decade. We ran into each other and reconnected. I've changed a lot since we were children. I've adopted TRP lifestyle suggestions to ensure as a single male I can compete in the sexual marketplace. My track history is not brag worthy but I've become a savage at not giving not a fuck. My success with women is rising.

Anyway... our first date was supposed to be coffee. I got us out and drinking and having a grand time. I ended on heavy kino and lots of kissing. The attraction was there. We planned our second date the night of the first date.

Tonight, our 2nd date, was alright. Great place and vibe. She dresses in a very cute dress looking nice for me. I dress sharp. I made it a priority to act red pill and maintained "real" and honest in my intentions. I was a god damn gentleman.

Out of nowhere she tells me "I need to be honest with you... yada yada... I don't want anything romantic with you..." I try my best to maintain frame. I tried to end with a kiss when my cab showed up. I was shot down. All the confirmation I needed because I fucking tried.

I guess I just need to vent a minute. Silly women leading me to believe we had something special. She knew my intentions from Day 1. Yet waits till end of second date to drop the bomb... whatever though.