"True Love"-Bulls~~~

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This video only further proves the point that the red pill is not something everyone can “swallow”. I have said, pretty much since a child, that “true love” is bulls~~~. There is such “love”, the love you feel for your hobbies, family, pets, and things of sentimental value. But that “true love” s~~~ that has been plastered all over society. That fairy tale that you will find a woman, who will nurture you but challenge you at the same time, that will be everything you have ever dreamed off, it’s just plain and utter crap. I think that it is mostly a figment of society, to constantly barrage young boys the idea that if they live alone and do not marry, that they will be sad and lonely, to shame them into getting involved emotionally with a woman. Whether it be by trapping them through pregnancy, shaming them about “too high expectations” or not “being realistic” with what we are truly attracted to (beauty for the most part), blind dates or “matchmaking”, all these mix into a profusely deadly c~~~tail that will (in most cases) inevitably make the men settle, for sad excuses of “women”. I have seen this too many times to count. Constantly I saw “friends” who had a very clear picture of what type of woman they were attracted to, features and all, and suddenly end up with women who are very unattractive, and when speaking to them throughout the years their expectations and aspirations change, an example a friend of mine who I’ll call Mike. Mike was a crazy guy who I would drink/party with, a wingman at times, sometimes a person who I would have deep conversations with. Once he climbed into his hotel room using the piping that was on the side of the building, funniest f~~~er alive. Two years ago, I asked him what his dream woman would look like, and possibly be like. “I want a blonde, medium height, skinny chick. With green eyes you could get lost into, yet talk to her for hours, cause she would be smart by the way”(his exact mangina words), then last year I asked him again and he answered: “A beautiful lady, with shimmering eyes”  already that had destroyed his previous hopes. A couple of months later he entered a relationship, to which I asked again, only for him to answer “Her” (reffering to his girlfriend). Then I mentioned his first response, year back, to which he got angry and defensive, only answering: “I was young and stupid”. He used to be a happy-lucky-bastard, who would drink and do some of the craziest s~~~, now he is focusing on getting a job, and is still with the same woman, who he knows has cheated on him. Twice. He only got with this chick because a friend of hers told him that she liked him, and he just wanted sex. Same happened to another friend. Then another. And then another. Examples of this can be seen everywhere, some I even read on this site. It’s truly saddening when you see a person slowly die from the inside out, faking a smile all the way. They know nothing of the freedom they have, they are locked in a cage, yet hold the key. As KeyMaster said, “We are the freed slaves, coming to tell others the news of freedom elsewhere. But since this is all they know, they don’t believe us”(paraphrasing). Sadly they don’t know of the pain they are causing themselves, they don’t even see that it will all end terribly. It angers me to see this, but what angers me more is that I can see through the deceit, and I want to help them, but their girlfriends know what I am trying to do and constantly say bad things about me towards them, and give them hell when they would hang out with me, like a dogowner pulls on the leash of a misbehaving dog. I used to think that women didn’t know what they were doing, that it was all involuntary, but I was wrong. They are a T-800 Terminator, millions of years in the making, the perfect killer to us. Luring us in with pretty looks used to work, but then they adapted to socially shaming us to be with them, to make us settle. An Alpha wolf, being with the runt of the pack. Every little action has been perfectly planned, from the sex, to the fake words of love they whisper, to the “I do”, to their “maternal” love of children. To them we are a 8-point buck, something to be put on their wall to demonstrate that we were beaten. Well, the bue-pillers anyway.

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