Re: Psychology of the beautiful gyal.
Supreme gentleman, sophisticated, dresses nice, 300 dollar Giorgio Armani sunglasses, yet still 2/10
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Why?
He isn't that bad looking. But it is all a matter of preference. I wish I looked like him. At 22, I didn't look so hot. At 22, I was a virgin. And at 23. And at 24. And at 25. And at 26. And at 27. And when I finally had a mental breakdown and got suicidally depressed, all I had was an illegal, fake gun.
But I still took it to my shrink-in-training, fired it at her stomach in self-loathing and confusion, high on Paxil, that totally removed my impulse control.
Had that been a real gun... I feel rather connected to this young man. Although he comes across as narcissistic, that might just be compensation for the fact he is so lonely, yet feels he isn't repulsive and should be able to have a girl like him, approach him, maybe flirt with him.
I understand his thinking. There you are, you have so much to give and share and no girl seems interested.
There is this football player from South America. He is the most ugly looking mofo you could possible imagine, his face looks like a rat face. But on his arm is this gorgeous looking foto-model like beauty. What does she see in him? That face hovers above you as he fucks you? And you are not throwing up? Or is his money that good, like Tina Turner sings "you keep your eye on the money, keeping your eyes on the wall."
I wondered these things myself. It is these psychopaths that get the nicest girls. Because like my psychologist explained, they don't give a fuck and play a numbers game. They don't feel devastated by a 'no' because they don't feel emotions like normal people do. So they enter a bar and check what women give a glance. And they systematically approach them. And if it is 'not interested, go away', fine. They ,move onto the next. And statistics what it is, one of them will come with them and they have her. Maybe she was just wet for his looks, or had too much alcohol. He doesn't care.
And if he satisfies her enough, she might be the blond girl this dude sees walking with some ugly mofo.
Then again, maybe this douche with his 22 year old beard and the town t-shirt and worn jeans is actually a utterly awesome dude and a prize to all women. You cannot tell.
But when I was 22 I didn't feel that entitled myself. I felt insecure, whereas this dude felt entitled. I told myself I should not be THAT bad. But no woman ever looked at me with any sort of interest.
I understand him. Even when you say that at this age range girls are shallow, that is fine, but they are shallow with any asshole to spread their legs.
Maybe it is a radar thing. If a guy is insecure, even though he drives a BMW and presents himself with some style, they stay away. In essence, girls do create mental cases of some vulnerable men. It may be society, age related shallowness, culture, advertising...anything you like, but the fact is, the way people deal with each other affects other people. We are all in the same boat.
And it is sad that society as it is seems to be laid out in such a way that it follows patterns of neglect. If this guy had had one kiss from a girl he might not have suffered so much.
So are readily available guns the issue? Partially. But the root here is a person is somehow shut out by his peers, cannot seem to connect to people, becomes lonely and isolated, event hough he tries and he becomes desperate.
Most people will hate him and judge him but not me. I just feel sorry for him because he was that lonely. I have been lonely all my life. I had a relationship after 28 but only because I was so high on Paxil that I could connect to the ladies at the loony bin when I was hospitalized after my gun violence. That was a tragedy, a hysterical impulse breakthrough, as shrinks call it. I am just lucky my society ha such restrictions on gun possession. I never want to use SSRI's again! So I met my ex in the loony bin and kind of slide slowly into a relationship after being friends and she called me up to walk her dogs and stuff like that. And the only reason she gave me time of day was because I was the ultimate guy.
Because I was a virgin, totally safe, while her ex partner always cheated on her. So she could trust me. For me to get a woman I apparently have to go totally mental and walk a fine line between impulse breakthrough on an SSRI antidepressant and meeting girls, trying not to murder anyone on it and expressing my undying devotion to a woman.
RIP Elliot, I might join you soon. No I am not gonna kill anyone, maybe only myself.
Cause life is useless without love. And some of us are not quite capable to handle it. And even though I did for 28 years, I really don't want to go through such pain again.