Your fault bro . You cant get mad at him , he passed u a hoe to fuck and you fell in love lol
.. rookie mistake .
I'm pretty sure I'm ND, but yes, you're right. I'm just a larping hypergamous MTN who wants to miscegenate with elegant white HTB+ with sharp jawlines and thin necks like Gracie Abrams, while I have a neotenous, boneless, squishy face. I'm just not able to feel "like a man" the way I look like right now.
If that’s the case then you’re better off taking a break from BP and the forums. If you’re not able to feel like a man because of how you look then something has gone terribly wrong. Also you will never have a white htb so get that out of your head and start going for people you actually looksmatch with, you will probably find success
There's no "success" if you can't get affection from white women like this, nigga.
I just want a jobLittle drunk right now and really lamenting my life, please don’t DNR this youngcels and heed my advice. At least scroll read the advice at the end if nothing else.
I grew up overweight and unattractive. Was solidly subhuman until almost 17 when I lost some weight and started taking care of myself a bit and started another growth spurt, was still probably LLTN until I started university and began looksmaxxing.
I was a KHHV until university. Had zero talking stages, no girls ever confessing their love for me, not even a pity kiss. One girl apparently had a crush on me when I was 17 but I was too aspie to realise and my very helpful friend only cared to inform me of this two years later jfl.
I won’t fully blame my looks, I was also a bit aspie, was part of an all male friend group of nerdy gamers and never went to parties or anything until I finished secondary school, and I hadn’t asked out a girl in my life, not that I would’ve had much success. I was very disconnected from the whole ecosystem of the popular kids that I spent much of my time just rotting on videogames and the internet instead.
I think the kicker was that in hindsight, I don’t really think I was self-aware until this one day when I was 16, and I consider everything that happened before that to practically be a different person. I used to be sort of grandiose, I thought I was attractive and a genius and was destined for greatness. Didn’t really think much of girls, I had a sheltered home life and figured it would all happen when it was supposed to, without really putting in any effort. But one day I looked at myself in the mirror and began to connect the dots between the way I’ve been treated my entire life and broke down.
Basically started starvemaxxing from there, changed my godawful childhood haircut and changed my wardrobe up and went from a solid 2 to a 4 on a good day. But I realised that I was too late to the boat for school love. Everyone knew eachother from when we were 12, everyone was already confined into a little box- me, the fat nerd, the last one picked in PE, the awkward aspie that never really “got it”- I had my role and it was at the bottom of the totem pole. I didn’t have any social media accounts before this and my social circle consisted of equally pathetic nerds, so I accepted it was over for me until I could reinvent myself in university.
Even then, once I got there it took a while for me to fix things. I realised I was now underweight, unhealthy and sickly looking and I had to sort that out, and this was when I discovered looksmaxxing. Had to craft an entirely fictional life story for myself to pass as NT, had to bot my social accounts to not seem like an outcast and got in the gym.
Eventually, after COUNTLESS failed clubbing trips that felt like a humiliation ritual, seeing others get with girls whilst I was left alone, I figured it out. At this point I had ascended to MTN, was 6’2” and had some muscle and finally felt worthy of female affection. I pulled a cute MTB at the club and (awkwardly) slept with her, and from there I had momentum and ended up sleeping with a couple other girls and kissing more within the next year, and perfected my craft.
However, I was pretty much entirely limited to girls at clubs and at parties- I was still “out of the game” when it came to actual dating, for two reasons. First, having to do it sober- alcohol was one of the things that actually made me feel human and capable of confidently interacting with women.
And secondly, my entire life is built on lies, to the point where I feel like I never really got to develop a real personality. Exes that don’t exist, stories that never happened, trips and parties that never took place etc. My real life from 0-18 was so boring, so mundane, so tragically devoid of substance that I had to invent a fake one to seem normal, but I embodied it so much that the line between the lies and reality began to blur and I would regularly forget that much of it wasn’t real.
I remember one time in my bathroom at uni I was thinking about a conversation I had about body count, and only midway did I realise I actually was a virgin and that the number I kept in my head was just the lie I told everyone. And sure, you can be whatever you want to your one night stand, but if you’re dating a girl she’s gonna start asking questions and figure that somethings up. This exact nightmare happened during my first actual talking stage with a girl, where I ended up mixing up my lies and she ended up distrusting me and ghosting me shortly after jfl
My most recent experience was probably the most blackpilling and downright depressing thing I’ve ever experienced so I thought I’d add it here. I had recently became close friends with a slightly older guy in my year. He was in a band before he enrolled, and despite being an LTN (tall albeit) he had fucked models and numerous HTB+s throughout his adventures and was insanely charismatic. He would constantly cheat on his cute MTB gf whenever we went out, but he helped me get laid numerous times so I respected him a lot.
But anyways, he introduced me to a girl he knows that was in his class and we clicked right away, she was super pretty and just my type and she had a sort of cute awkwardness to her. We hit it off and started talking, went drinking a few times with him and another friend and eventually went on a date together which went well and we made out, and I fell for her very quickly, and she was on my thoughts 24/7 at this point.
The first time I met her I thought she was into him by her body language, but he brushed it off saying that he wasn’t into her, that she thought of him as a manwhore and that she was too young for him and encouraged me to go for her.
But yeah, a little while after we went on the date, she randomly leaves me on delivered for almost three days and then abruptly tells me she had to cancel an event that we were both planning on going to together. She starts talking to me again afterwards but it seems drier and less enthusiastic, but I hoped that I could just rekindle it the next time we met in person.
I go out one night with the aforementioned manwhore friend who had been daydrinking and was 6 pints deep, who shortly after brings up how he MADE OUT WITH THE GIRL I WAS SEEING the day before, and asked me if it was cool because “we weren’t talking for a while and she thought it was over”. Apparently she lied to him saying that we weren’t talking anymore.
Nonetheless I was heartbroken and was violently angry at both. What I realised was that I was so invested in a woman who didn’t even care about me because I had been so deprived of love and affection that the slightest bit of tenderness had me blinded to her faults. I realised at this point that I was not prepared for the dating scene of my age because everyone else had done all their “firsts” years before!
- - lazy youngcel checkpoint, read below this line! - -
So as we can see from this, If you do not ascend (physically AND SOCIALLY) in your early-mid teen years, you will fundamentally be “behind” on love FOREVER, and you will have missed the purest and most innocent chances for love. It is IMPERATIVE that, if you are (un)lucky enough to find yourself on this forum before the age of 16 (or 18 at the most), you take the following advice to prevent this from happening to you:
1) DO NOT BE OUT OF THE ‘GAME’
It is imperative that you become somewhat popular at school and don’t become trapped as a nerd or in some fringe clique. You should be posting on all relevant social media and should have a decent following from people you know. You should be aware and up to date on any and all popular cultural references (movies, tv, memes, slang) relevant to your age group so that you can connect with “normies” and don’t find yourself disconnected from the avg person.
2) LOOKSMAXX EARLY (within reason)
Go to the gym as young as you can, eat clean, sleep well, take care of your skin and potentially consider REASONABLE pharmacological interventions if necessary, but don’t be a 14 year tren monster please your health is important. Your returns will diminish the older you start, especially wrt bone growth.
3) WORK ON YOUR SOCIAL SKILLS
They are your greatest asset. Learn to talk to people, to be confident enough to ask girls out without needing any drugs to lower your inhib, to be the life of the party. There are enough resources out there to figure this out even if you’re mildly ND (if moderate-severe do what you can but it may be over).
4) GET YOUR FOOT IN THE DOOR NOW (just be first)
Please please PLEASE get relationship experience early. Even if she’s not that hot and you don’t see a future with her just try it out for a bit. Same applies to sex. Get experience early and it will come so much easier later on, you won’t have those worries or the general lack of knowledge on how to do it right when it comes to the time. This includes heartbreak- your first heartbreak will be much easier at 15 than 20, trust me
5) DEVELOP YOUR PERSONALITY AND WORK ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH YOUNG
Might sound like cope but being interesting and authentic will help you massively, don’t be like me and have no real hobbies or interests or experiences before you’re 18. And mental health is important, these things crystallise and get so much worse from 16-20, if you’re seeing early signs of various mental health issues get them checked out and treated before they ruin your life.
Don’t waste your best years youngcels, lest you end up like me
this guy really thinks were mtn+
Good thread nglLittle drunk right now and really lamenting my life, please don’t DNR this youngcels and heed my advice. At least scroll read the advice at the end if nothing else.
I grew up overweight and unattractive. Was solidly subhuman until almost 17 when I lost some weight and started taking care of myself a bit and started another growth spurt, was still probably LLTN until I started university and began looksmaxxing.
I was a KHHV until university. Had zero talking stages, no girls ever confessing their love for me, not even a pity kiss. One girl apparently had a crush on me when I was 17 but I was too aspie to realise and my very helpful friend only cared to inform me of this two years later jfl.
I won’t fully blame my looks, I was also a bit aspie, was part of an all male friend group of nerdy gamers and never went to parties or anything until I finished secondary school, and I hadn’t asked out a girl in my life, not that I would’ve had much success. I was very disconnected from the whole ecosystem of the popular kids that I spent much of my time just rotting on videogames and the internet instead.
I think the kicker was that in hindsight, I don’t really think I was self-aware until this one day when I was 16, and I consider everything that happened before that to practically be a different person. I used to be sort of grandiose, I thought I was attractive and a genius and was destined for greatness. Didn’t really think much of girls, I had a sheltered home life and figured it would all happen when it was supposed to, without really putting in any effort. But one day I looked at myself in the mirror and began to connect the dots between the way I’ve been treated my entire life and broke down.
Basically started starvemaxxing from there, changed my godawful childhood haircut and changed my wardrobe up and went from a solid 2 to a 4 on a good day. But I realised that I was too late to the boat for school love. Everyone knew eachother from when we were 12, everyone was already confined into a little box- me, the fat nerd, the last one picked in PE, the awkward aspie that never really “got it”- I had my role and it was at the bottom of the totem pole. I didn’t have any social media accounts before this and my social circle consisted of equally pathetic nerds, so I accepted it was over for me until I could reinvent myself in university.
Even then, once I got there it took a while for me to fix things. I realised I was now underweight, unhealthy and sickly looking and I had to sort that out, and this was when I discovered looksmaxxing. Had to craft an entirely fictional life story for myself to pass as NT, had to bot my social accounts to not seem like an outcast and got in the gym.
Eventually, after COUNTLESS failed clubbing trips that felt like a humiliation ritual, seeing others get with girls whilst I was left alone, I figured it out. At this point I had ascended to MTN, was 6’2” and had some muscle and finally felt worthy of female affection. I pulled a cute MTB at the club and (awkwardly) slept with her, and from there I had momentum and ended up sleeping with a couple other girls and kissing more within the next year, and perfected my craft.
However, I was pretty much entirely limited to girls at clubs and at parties- I was still “out of the game” when it came to actual dating, for two reasons. First, having to do it sober- alcohol was one of the things that actually made me feel human and capable of confidently interacting with women.
And secondly, my entire life is built on lies, to the point where I feel like I never really got to develop a real personality. Exes that don’t exist, stories that never happened, trips and parties that never took place etc. My real life from 0-18 was so boring, so mundane, so tragically devoid of substance that I had to invent a fake one to seem normal, but I embodied it so much that the line between the lies and reality began to blur and I would regularly forget that much of it wasn’t real.
I remember one time in my bathroom at uni I was thinking about a conversation I had about body count, and only midway did I realise I actually was a virgin and that the number I kept in my head was just the lie I told everyone. And sure, you can be whatever you want to your one night stand, but if you’re dating a girl she’s gonna start asking questions and figure that somethings up. This exact nightmare happened during my first actual talking stage with a girl, where I ended up mixing up my lies and she ended up distrusting me and ghosting me shortly after jfl
My most recent experience was probably the most blackpilling and downright depressing thing I’ve ever experienced so I thought I’d add it here. I had recently became close friends with a slightly older guy in my year. He was in a band before he enrolled, and despite being an LTN (tall albeit) he had fucked models and numerous HTB+s throughout his adventures and was insanely charismatic. He would constantly cheat on his cute MTB gf whenever we went out, but he helped me get laid numerous times so I respected him a lot.
But anyways, he introduced me to a girl he knows that was in his class and we clicked right away, she was super pretty and just my type and she had a sort of cute awkwardness to her. We hit it off and started talking, went drinking a few times with him and another friend and eventually went on a date together which went well and we made out, and I fell for her very quickly, and she was on my thoughts 24/7 at this point.
The first time I met her I thought she was into him by her body language, but he brushed it off saying that he wasn’t into her, that she thought of him as a manwhore and that she was too young for him and encouraged me to go for her.
But yeah, a little while after we went on the date, she randomly leaves me on delivered for almost three days and then abruptly tells me she had to cancel an event that we were both planning on going to together. She starts talking to me again afterwards but it seems drier and less enthusiastic, but I hoped that I could just rekindle it the next time we met in person.
I go out one night with the aforementioned manwhore friend who had been daydrinking and was 6 pints deep, who shortly after brings up how he MADE OUT WITH THE GIRL I WAS SEEING the day before, and asked me if it was cool because “we weren’t talking for a while and she thought it was over”. Apparently she lied to him saying that we weren’t talking anymore.
Nonetheless I was heartbroken and was violently angry at both. What I realised was that I was so invested in a woman who didn’t even care about me because I had been so deprived of love and affection that the slightest bit of tenderness had me blinded to her faults. I realised at this point that I was not prepared for the dating scene of my age because everyone else had done all their “firsts” years before!
- - lazy youngcel checkpoint, read below this line! - -
So as we can see from this, If you do not ascend (physically AND SOCIALLY) in your early-mid teen years, you will fundamentally be “behind” on love FOREVER, and you will have missed the purest and most innocent chances for love. It is IMPERATIVE that, if you are (un)lucky enough to find yourself on this forum before the age of 16 (or 18 at the most), you take the following advice to prevent this from happening to you:
1) DO NOT BE OUT OF THE ‘GAME’
It is imperative that you become somewhat popular at school and don’t become trapped as a nerd or in some fringe clique. You should be posting on all relevant social media and should have a decent following from people you know. You should be aware and up to date on any and all popular cultural references (movies, tv, memes, slang) relevant to your age group so that you can connect with “normies” and don’t find yourself disconnected from the avg person.
2) LOOKSMAXX EARLY (within reason)
Go to the gym as young as you can, eat clean, sleep well, take care of your skin and potentially consider REASONABLE pharmacological interventions if necessary, but don’t be a 14 year tren monster please your health is important. Your returns will diminish the older you start, especially wrt bone growth.
3) WORK ON YOUR SOCIAL SKILLS
They are your greatest asset. Learn to talk to people, to be confident enough to ask girls out without needing any drugs to lower your inhib, to be the life of the party. There are enough resources out there to figure this out even if you’re mildly ND (if moderate-severe do what you can but it may be over).
4) GET YOUR FOOT IN THE DOOR NOW (just be first)
Please please PLEASE get relationship experience early. Even if she’s not that hot and you don’t see a future with her just try it out for a bit. Same applies to sex. Get experience early and it will come so much easier later on, you won’t have those worries or the general lack of knowledge on how to do it right when it comes to the time. This includes heartbreak- your first heartbreak will be much easier at 15 than 20, trust me
5) DEVELOP YOUR PERSONALITY AND WORK ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH YOUNG
Might sound like cope but being interesting and authentic will help you massively, don’t be like me and have no real hobbies or interests or experiences before you’re 18. And mental health is important, these things crystallise and get so much worse from 16-20, if you’re seeing early signs of various mental health issues get them checked out and treated before they ruin your life.
Don’t waste your best years youngcels, lest you end up like me
Ngl this life fuel if you look like this and rated a 5 i must be a 6-7
You're welcome dawgNgl this life fuel if you look like this and rated a 5 i must be a 6-7
Little drunk right now and really lamenting my life, please don’t DNR this youngcels and heed my advice. At least scroll read the advice at the end if nothing else.
I grew up overweight and unattractive. Was solidly subhuman until almost 17 when I lost some weight and started taking care of myself a bit and started another growth spurt, was still probably LLTN until I started university and began looksmaxxing.
I was a KHHV until university. Had zero talking stages, no girls ever confessing their love for me, not even a pity kiss. One girl apparently had a crush on me when I was 17 but I was too aspie to realise and my very helpful friend only cared to inform me of this two years later jfl.
I won’t fully blame my looks, I was also a bit aspie, was part of an all male friend group of nerdy gamers and never went to parties or anything until I finished secondary school, and I hadn’t asked out a girl in my life, not that I would’ve had much success. I was very disconnected from the whole ecosystem of the popular kids that I spent much of my time just rotting on videogames and the internet instead.
I think the kicker was that in hindsight, I don’t really think I was self-aware until this one day when I was 16, and I consider everything that happened before that to practically be a different person. I used to be sort of grandiose, I thought I was attractive and a genius and was destined for greatness. Didn’t really think much of girls, I had a sheltered home life and figured it would all happen when it was supposed to, without really putting in any effort. But one day I looked at myself in the mirror and began to connect the dots between the way I’ve been treated my entire life and broke down.
Basically started starvemaxxing from there, changed my godawful childhood haircut and changed my wardrobe up and went from a solid 2 to a 4 on a good day. But I realised that I was too late to the boat for school love. Everyone knew eachother from when we were 12, everyone was already confined into a little box- me, the fat nerd, the last one picked in PE, the awkward aspie that never really “got it”- I had my role and it was at the bottom of the totem pole. I didn’t have any social media accounts before this and my social circle consisted of equally pathetic nerds, so I accepted it was over for me until I could reinvent myself in university.
Even then, once I got there it took a while for me to fix things. I realised I was now underweight, unhealthy and sickly looking and I had to sort that out, and this was when I discovered looksmaxxing. Had to craft an entirely fictional life story for myself to pass as NT, had to bot my social accounts to not seem like an outcast and got in the gym.
Eventually, after COUNTLESS failed clubbing trips that felt like a humiliation ritual, seeing others get with girls whilst I was left alone, I figured it out. At this point I had ascended to MTN, was 6’2” and had some muscle and finally felt worthy of female affection. I pulled a cute MTB at the club and (awkwardly) slept with her, and from there I had momentum and ended up sleeping with a couple other girls and kissing more within the next year, and perfected my craft.
However, I was pretty much entirely limited to girls at clubs and at parties- I was still “out of the game” when it came to actual dating, for two reasons. First, having to do it sober- alcohol was one of the things that actually made me feel human and capable of confidently interacting with women.
And secondly, my entire life is built on lies, to the point where I feel like I never really got to develop a real personality. Exes that don’t exist, stories that never happened, trips and parties that never took place etc. My real life from 0-18 was so boring, so mundane, so tragically devoid of substance that I had to invent a fake one to seem normal, but I embodied it so much that the line between the lies and reality began to blur and I would regularly forget that much of it wasn’t real.
I remember one time in my bathroom at uni I was thinking about a conversation I had about body count, and only midway did I realise I actually was a virgin and that the number I kept in my head was just the lie I told everyone. And sure, you can be whatever you want to your one night stand, but if you’re dating a girl she’s gonna start asking questions and figure that somethings up. This exact nightmare happened during my first actual talking stage with a girl, where I ended up mixing up my lies and she ended up distrusting me and ghosting me shortly after jfl
My most recent experience was probably the most blackpilling and downright depressing thing I’ve ever experienced so I thought I’d add it here. I had recently became close friends with a slightly older guy in my year. He was in a band before he enrolled, and despite being an LTN (tall albeit) he had fucked models and numerous HTB+s throughout his adventures and was insanely charismatic. He would constantly cheat on his cute MTB gf whenever we went out, but he helped me get laid numerous times so I respected him a lot.
But anyways, he introduced me to a girl he knows that was in his class and we clicked right away, she was super pretty and just my type and she had a sort of cute awkwardness to her. We hit it off and started talking, went drinking a few times with him and another friend and eventually went on a date together which went well and we made out, and I fell for her very quickly, and she was on my thoughts 24/7 at this point.
The first time I met her I thought she was into him by her body language, but he brushed it off saying that he wasn’t into her, that she thought of him as a manwhore and that she was too young for him and encouraged me to go for her.
But yeah, a little while after we went on the date, she randomly leaves me on delivered for almost three days and then abruptly tells me she had to cancel an event that we were both planning on going to together. She starts talking to me again afterwards but it seems drier and less enthusiastic, but I hoped that I could just rekindle it the next time we met in person.
I go out one night with the aforementioned manwhore friend who had been daydrinking and was 6 pints deep, who shortly after brings up how he MADE OUT WITH THE GIRL I WAS SEEING the day before, and asked me if it was cool because “we weren’t talking for a while and she thought it was over”. Apparently she lied to him saying that we weren’t talking anymore.
Nonetheless I was heartbroken and was violently angry at both. What I realised was that I was so invested in a woman who didn’t even care about me because I had been so deprived of love and affection that the slightest bit of tenderness had me blinded to her faults. I realised at this point that I was not prepared for the dating scene of my age because everyone else had done all their “firsts” years before!
- - lazy youngcel checkpoint, read below this line! - -
So as we can see from this, If you do not ascend (physically AND SOCIALLY) in your early-mid teen years, you will fundamentally be “behind” on love FOREVER, and you will have missed the purest and most innocent chances for love. It is IMPERATIVE that, if you are (un)lucky enough to find yourself on this forum before the age of 16 (or 18 at the most), you take the following advice to prevent this from happening to you:
1) DO NOT BE OUT OF THE ‘GAME’
It is imperative that you become somewhat popular at school and don’t become trapped as a nerd or in some fringe clique. You should be posting on all relevant social media and should have a decent following from people you know. You should be aware and up to date on any and all popular cultural references (movies, tv, memes, slang) relevant to your age group so that you can connect with “normies” and don’t find yourself disconnected from the avg person.
2) LOOKSMAXX EARLY (within reason)
Go to the gym as young as you can, eat clean, sleep well, take care of your skin and potentially consider REASONABLE pharmacological interventions if necessary, but don’t be a 14 year tren monster please your health is important. Your returns will diminish the older you start, especially wrt bone growth.
3) WORK ON YOUR SOCIAL SKILLS
They are your greatest asset. Learn to talk to people, to be confident enough to ask girls out without needing any drugs to lower your inhib, to be the life of the party. There are enough resources out there to figure this out even if you’re mildly ND (if moderate-severe do what you can but it may be over).
4) GET YOUR FOOT IN THE DOOR NOW (just be first)
Please please PLEASE get relationship experience early. Even if she’s not that hot and you don’t see a future with her just try it out for a bit. Same applies to sex. Get experience early and it will come so much easier later on, you won’t have those worries or the general lack of knowledge on how to do it right when it comes to the time. This includes heartbreak- your first heartbreak will be much easier at 15 than 20, trust me
5) DEVELOP YOUR PERSONALITY AND WORK ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH YOUNG
Might sound like cope but being interesting and authentic will help you massively, don’t be like me and have no real hobbies or interests or experiences before you’re 18. And mental health is important, these things crystallise and get so much worse from 16-20, if you’re seeing early signs of various mental health issues get them checked out and treated before they ruin your life.
Don’t waste your best years youngcels, lest you end up like me
your best bet is if you have NT social friends. Try to get them to take you to a party or club to get your first slay out of the way asap
Good advice, this will unfortunately probably go largely ignored.Little drunk right now and really lamenting my life, please don’t DNR this youngcels and heed my advice. At least scroll read the advice at the end if nothing else.
I grew up overweight and unattractive. Was solidly subhuman until almost 17 when I lost some weight and started taking care of myself a bit and started another growth spurt, was still probably LLTN until I started university and began looksmaxxing.
I was a KHHV until university. Had zero talking stages, no girls ever confessing their love for me, not even a pity kiss. One girl apparently had a crush on me when I was 17 but I was too aspie to realise and my very helpful friend only cared to inform me of this two years later jfl.
I won’t fully blame my looks, I was also a bit aspie, was part of an all male friend group of nerdy gamers and never went to parties or anything until I finished secondary school, and I hadn’t asked out a girl in my life, not that I would’ve had much success. I was very disconnected from the whole ecosystem of the popular kids that I spent much of my time just rotting on videogames and the internet instead.
I think the kicker was that in hindsight, I don’t really think I was self-aware until this one day when I was 16, and I consider everything that happened before that to practically be a different person. I used to be sort of grandiose, I thought I was attractive and a genius and was destined for greatness. Didn’t really think much of girls, I had a sheltered home life and figured it would all happen when it was supposed to, without really putting in any effort. But one day I looked at myself in the mirror and began to connect the dots between the way I’ve been treated my entire life and broke down.
Basically started starvemaxxing from there, changed my godawful childhood haircut and changed my wardrobe up and went from a solid 2 to a 4 on a good day. But I realised that I was too late to the boat for school love. Everyone knew eachother from when we were 12, everyone was already confined into a little box- me, the fat nerd, the last one picked in PE, the awkward aspie that never really “got it”- I had my role and it was at the bottom of the totem pole. I didn’t have any social media accounts before this and my social circle consisted of equally pathetic nerds, so I accepted it was over for me until I could reinvent myself in university.
Even then, once I got there it took a while for me to fix things. I realised I was now underweight, unhealthy and sickly looking and I had to sort that out, and this was when I discovered looksmaxxing. Had to craft an entirely fictional life story for myself to pass as NT, had to bot my social accounts to not seem like an outcast and got in the gym.
Eventually, after COUNTLESS failed clubbing trips that felt like a humiliation ritual, seeing others get with girls whilst I was left alone, I figured it out. At this point I had ascended to MTN, was 6’2” and had some muscle and finally felt worthy of female affection. I pulled a cute MTB at the club and (awkwardly) slept with her, and from there I had momentum and ended up sleeping with a couple other girls and kissing more within the next year, and perfected my craft.
However, I was pretty much entirely limited to girls at clubs and at parties- I was still “out of the game” when it came to actual dating, for two reasons. First, having to do it sober- alcohol was one of the things that actually made me feel human and capable of confidently interacting with women.
And secondly, my entire life is built on lies, to the point where I feel like I never really got to develop a real personality. Exes that don’t exist, stories that never happened, trips and parties that never took place etc. My real life from 0-18 was so boring, so mundane, so tragically devoid of substance that I had to invent a fake one to seem normal, but I embodied it so much that the line between the lies and reality began to blur and I would regularly forget that much of it wasn’t real.
I remember one time in my bathroom at uni I was thinking about a conversation I had about body count, and only midway did I realise I actually was a virgin and that the number I kept in my head was just the lie I told everyone. And sure, you can be whatever you want to your one night stand, but if you’re dating a girl she’s gonna start asking questions and figure that somethings up. This exact nightmare happened during my first actual talking stage with a girl, where I ended up mixing up my lies and she ended up distrusting me and ghosting me shortly after jfl
My most recent experience was probably the most blackpilling and downright depressing thing I’ve ever experienced so I thought I’d add it here. I had recently became close friends with a slightly older guy in my year. He was in a band before he enrolled, and despite being an LTN (tall albeit) he had fucked models and numerous HTB+s throughout his adventures and was insanely charismatic. He would constantly cheat on his cute MTB gf whenever we went out, but he helped me get laid numerous times so I respected him a lot.
But anyways, he introduced me to a girl he knows that was in his class and we clicked right away, she was super pretty and just my type and she had a sort of cute awkwardness to her. We hit it off and started talking, went drinking a few times with him and another friend and eventually went on a date together which went well and we made out, and I fell for her very quickly, and she was on my thoughts 24/7 at this point.
The first time I met her I thought she was into him by her body language, but he brushed it off saying that he wasn’t into her, that she thought of him as a manwhore and that she was too young for him and encouraged me to go for her.
But yeah, a little while after we went on the date, she randomly leaves me on delivered for almost three days and then abruptly tells me she had to cancel an event that we were both planning on going to together. She starts talking to me again afterwards but it seems drier and less enthusiastic, but I hoped that I could just rekindle it the next time we met in person.
I go out one night with the aforementioned manwhore friend who had been daydrinking and was 6 pints deep, who shortly after brings up how he MADE OUT WITH THE GIRL I WAS SEEING the day before, and asked me if it was cool because “we weren’t talking for a while and she thought it was over”. Apparently she lied to him saying that we weren’t talking anymore.
Nonetheless I was heartbroken and was violently angry at both. What I realised was that I was so invested in a woman who didn’t even care about me because I had been so deprived of love and affection that the slightest bit of tenderness had me blinded to her faults. I realised at this point that I was not prepared for the dating scene of my age because everyone else had done all their “firsts” years before!
- - lazy youngcel checkpoint, read below this line! - -
So as we can see from this, If you do not ascend (physically AND SOCIALLY) in your early-mid teen years, you will fundamentally be “behind” on love FOREVER, and you will have missed the purest and most innocent chances for love. It is IMPERATIVE that, if you are (un)lucky enough to find yourself on this forum before the age of 16 (or 18 at the most), you take the following advice to prevent this from happening to you:
1) DO NOT BE OUT OF THE ‘GAME’
It is imperative that you become somewhat popular at school and don’t become trapped as a nerd or in some fringe clique. You should be posting on all relevant social media and should have a decent following from people you know. You should be aware and up to date on any and all popular cultural references (movies, tv, memes, slang) relevant to your age group so that you can connect with “normies” and don’t find yourself disconnected from the avg person.
2) LOOKSMAXX EARLY (within reason)
Go to the gym as young as you can, eat clean, sleep well, take care of your skin and potentially consider REASONABLE pharmacological interventions if necessary, but don’t be a 14 year tren monster please your health is important. Your returns will diminish the older you start, especially wrt bone growth.
3) WORK ON YOUR SOCIAL SKILLS
They are your greatest asset. Learn to talk to people, to be confident enough to ask girls out without needing any drugs to lower your inhib, to be the life of the party. There are enough resources out there to figure this out even if you’re mildly ND (if moderate-severe do what you can but it may be over).
4) GET YOUR FOOT IN THE DOOR NOW (just be first)
Please please PLEASE get relationship experience early. Even if she’s not that hot and you don’t see a future with her just try it out for a bit. Same applies to sex. Get experience early and it will come so much easier later on, you won’t have those worries or the general lack of knowledge on how to do it right when it comes to the time. This includes heartbreak- your first heartbreak will be much easier at 15 than 20, trust me
5) DEVELOP YOUR PERSONALITY AND WORK ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH YOUNG
Might sound like cope but being interesting and authentic will help you massively, don’t be like me and have no real hobbies or interests or experiences before you’re 18. And mental health is important, these things crystallise and get so much worse from 16-20, if you’re seeing early signs of various mental health issues get them checked out and treated before they ruin your life.
Don’t waste your best years youngcels, lest you end up like me
Jesus ChristLittle drunk right now and really lamenting my life, please don’t DNR this youngcels and heed my advice. At least scroll read the advice at the end if nothing else.
I grew up overweight and unattractive. Was solidly subhuman until almost 17 when I lost some weight and started taking care of myself a bit and started another growth spurt, was still probably LLTN until I started university and began looksmaxxing.
I was a KHHV until university. Had zero talking stages, no girls ever confessing their love for me, not even a pity kiss. One girl apparently had a crush on me when I was 17 but I was too aspie to realise and my very helpful friend only cared to inform me of this two years later jfl.
I won’t fully blame my looks, I was also a bit aspie, was part of an all male friend group of nerdy gamers and never went to parties or anything until I finished secondary school, and I hadn’t asked out a girl in my life, not that I would’ve had much success. I was very disconnected from the whole ecosystem of the popular kids that I spent much of my time just rotting on videogames and the internet instead.
I think the kicker was that in hindsight, I don’t really think I was self-aware until this one day when I was 16, and I consider everything that happened before that to practically be a different person. I used to be sort of grandiose, I thought I was attractive and a genius and was destined for greatness. Didn’t really think much of girls, I had a sheltered home life and figured it would all happen when it was supposed to, without really putting in any effort. But one day I looked at myself in the mirror and began to connect the dots between the way I’ve been treated my entire life and broke down.
Basically started starvemaxxing from there, changed my godawful childhood haircut and changed my wardrobe up and went from a solid 2 to a 4 on a good day. But I realised that I was too late to the boat for school love. Everyone knew eachother from when we were 12, everyone was already confined into a little box- me, the fat nerd, the last one picked in PE, the awkward aspie that never really “got it”- I had my role and it was at the bottom of the totem pole. I didn’t have any social media accounts before this and my social circle consisted of equally pathetic nerds, so I accepted it was over for me until I could reinvent myself in university.
Even then, once I got there it took a while for me to fix things. I realised I was now underweight, unhealthy and sickly looking and I had to sort that out, and this was when I discovered looksmaxxing. Had to craft an entirely fictional life story for myself to pass as NT, had to bot my social accounts to not seem like an outcast and got in the gym.
Eventually, after COUNTLESS failed clubbing trips that felt like a humiliation ritual, seeing others get with girls whilst I was left alone, I figured it out. At this point I had ascended to MTN, was 6’2” and had some muscle and finally felt worthy of female affection. I pulled a cute MTB at the club and (awkwardly) slept with her, and from there I had momentum and ended up sleeping with a couple other girls and kissing more within the next year, and perfected my craft.
However, I was pretty much entirely limited to girls at clubs and at parties- I was still “out of the game” when it came to actual dating, for two reasons. First, having to do it sober- alcohol was one of the things that actually made me feel human and capable of confidently interacting with women.
And secondly, my entire life is built on lies, to the point where I feel like I never really got to develop a real personality. Exes that don’t exist, stories that never happened, trips and parties that never took place etc. My real life from 0-18 was so boring, so mundane, so tragically devoid of substance that I had to invent a fake one to seem normal, but I embodied it so much that the line between the lies and reality began to blur and I would regularly forget that much of it wasn’t real.
I remember one time in my bathroom at uni I was thinking about a conversation I had about body count, and only midway did I realise I actually was a virgin and that the number I kept in my head was just the lie I told everyone. And sure, you can be whatever you want to your one night stand, but if you’re dating a girl she’s gonna start asking questions and figure that somethings up. This exact nightmare happened during my first actual talking stage with a girl, where I ended up mixing up my lies and she ended up distrusting me and ghosting me shortly after jfl
My most recent experience was probably the most blackpilling and downright depressing thing I’ve ever experienced so I thought I’d add it here. I had recently became close friends with a slightly older guy in my year. He was in a band before he enrolled, and despite being an LTN (tall albeit) he had fucked models and numerous HTB+s throughout his adventures and was insanely charismatic. He would constantly cheat on his cute MTB gf whenever we went out, but he helped me get laid numerous times so I respected him a lot.
But anyways, he introduced me to a girl he knows that was in his class and we clicked right away, she was super pretty and just my type and she had a sort of cute awkwardness to her. We hit it off and started talking, went drinking a few times with him and another friend and eventually went on a date together which went well and we made out, and I fell for her very quickly, and she was on my thoughts 24/7 at this point.
The first time I met her I thought she was into him by her body language, but he brushed it off saying that he wasn’t into her, that she thought of him as a manwhore and that she was too young for him and encouraged me to go for her.
But yeah, a little while after we went on the date, she randomly leaves me on delivered for almost three days and then abruptly tells me she had to cancel an event that we were both planning on going to together. She starts talking to me again afterwards but it seems drier and less enthusiastic, but I hoped that I could just rekindle it the next time we met in person.
I go out one night with the aforementioned manwhore friend who had been daydrinking and was 6 pints deep, who shortly after brings up how he MADE OUT WITH THE GIRL I WAS SEEING the day before, and asked me if it was cool because “we weren’t talking for a while and she thought it was over”. Apparently she lied to him saying that we weren’t talking anymore.
Nonetheless I was heartbroken and was violently angry at both. What I realised was that I was so invested in a woman who didn’t even care about me because I had been so deprived of love and affection that the slightest bit of tenderness had me blinded to her faults. I realised at this point that I was not prepared for the dating scene of my age because everyone else had done all their “firsts” years before!
- - lazy youngcel checkpoint, read below this line! - -
So as we can see from this, If you do not ascend (physically AND SOCIALLY) in your early-mid teen years, you will fundamentally be “behind” on love FOREVER, and you will have missed the purest and most innocent chances for love. It is IMPERATIVE that, if you are (un)lucky enough to find yourself on this forum before the age of 16 (or 18 at the most), you take the following advice to prevent this from happening to you:
1) DO NOT BE OUT OF THE ‘GAME’
It is imperative that you become somewhat popular at school and don’t become trapped as a nerd or in some fringe clique. You should be posting on all relevant social media and should have a decent following from people you know. You should be aware and up to date on any and all popular cultural references (movies, tv, memes, slang) relevant to your age group so that you can connect with “normies” and don’t find yourself disconnected from the avg person.
2) LOOKSMAXX EARLY (within reason)
Go to the gym as young as you can, eat clean, sleep well, take care of your skin and potentially consider REASONABLE pharmacological interventions if necessary, but don’t be a 14 year tren monster please your health is important. Your returns will diminish the older you start, especially wrt bone growth.
3) WORK ON YOUR SOCIAL SKILLS
They are your greatest asset. Learn to talk to people, to be confident enough to ask girls out without needing any drugs to lower your inhib, to be the life of the party. There are enough resources out there to figure this out even if you’re mildly ND (if moderate-severe do what you can but it may be over).
4) GET YOUR FOOT IN THE DOOR NOW (just be first)
Please please PLEASE get relationship experience early. Even if she’s not that hot and you don’t see a future with her just try it out for a bit. Same applies to sex. Get experience early and it will come so much easier later on, you won’t have those worries or the general lack of knowledge on how to do it right when it comes to the time. This includes heartbreak- your first heartbreak will be much easier at 15 than 20, trust me
5) DEVELOP YOUR PERSONALITY AND WORK ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH YOUNG
Might sound like cope but being interesting and authentic will help you massively, don’t be like me and have no real hobbies or interests or experiences before you’re 18. And mental health is important, these things crystallise and get so much worse from 16-20, if you’re seeing early signs of various mental health issues get them checked out and treated before they ruin your life.
Don’t waste your best years youngcels, lest you end up like me
seen ur profile before and i think ur failing to realize that there's a slight gap in the dating market between you and op (and also me).
Nice, will do partnerLittle drunk right now and really lamenting my life, please don’t DNR this youngcels and heed my advice. At least scroll read the advice at the end if nothing else.
I grew up overweight and unattractive. Was solidly subhuman until almost 17 when I lost some weight and started taking care of myself a bit and started another growth spurt, was still probably LLTN until I started university and began looksmaxxing.
I was a KHHV until university. Had zero talking stages, no girls ever confessing their love for me, not even a pity kiss. One girl apparently had a crush on me when I was 17 but I was too aspie to realise and my very helpful friend only cared to inform me of this two years later jfl.
I won’t fully blame my looks, I was also a bit aspie, was part of an all male friend group of nerdy gamers and never went to parties or anything until I finished secondary school, and I hadn’t asked out a girl in my life, not that I would’ve had much success. I was very disconnected from the whole ecosystem of the popular kids that I spent much of my time just rotting on videogames and the internet instead.
I think the kicker was that in hindsight, I don’t really think I was self-aware until this one day when I was 16, and I consider everything that happened before that to practically be a different person. I used to be sort of grandiose, I thought I was attractive and a genius and was destined for greatness. Didn’t really think much of girls, I had a sheltered home life and figured it would all happen when it was supposed to, without really putting in any effort. But one day I looked at myself in the mirror and began to connect the dots between the way I’ve been treated my entire life and broke down.
Basically started starvemaxxing from there, changed my godawful childhood haircut and changed my wardrobe up and went from a solid 2 to a 4 on a good day. But I realised that I was too late to the boat for school love. Everyone knew eachother from when we were 12, everyone was already confined into a little box- me, the fat nerd, the last one picked in PE, the awkward aspie that never really “got it”- I had my role and it was at the bottom of the totem pole. I didn’t have any social media accounts before this and my social circle consisted of equally pathetic nerds, so I accepted it was over for me until I could reinvent myself in university.
Even then, once I got there it took a while for me to fix things. I realised I was now underweight, unhealthy and sickly looking and I had to sort that out, and this was when I discovered looksmaxxing. Had to craft an entirely fictional life story for myself to pass as NT, had to bot my social accounts to not seem like an outcast and got in the gym.
Eventually, after COUNTLESS failed clubbing trips that felt like a humiliation ritual, seeing others get with girls whilst I was left alone, I figured it out. At this point I had ascended to MTN, was 6’2” and had some muscle and finally felt worthy of female affection. I pulled a cute MTB at the club and (awkwardly) slept with her, and from there I had momentum and ended up sleeping with a couple other girls and kissing more within the next year, and perfected my craft.
However, I was pretty much entirely limited to girls at clubs and at parties- I was still “out of the game” when it came to actual dating, for two reasons. First, having to do it sober- alcohol was one of the things that actually made me feel human and capable of confidently interacting with women.
And secondly, my entire life is built on lies, to the point where I feel like I never really got to develop a real personality. Exes that don’t exist, stories that never happened, trips and parties that never took place etc. My real life from 0-18 was so boring, so mundane, so tragically devoid of substance that I had to invent a fake one to seem normal, but I embodied it so much that the line between the lies and reality began to blur and I would regularly forget that much of it wasn’t real.
I remember one time in my bathroom at uni I was thinking about a conversation I had about body count, and only midway did I realise I actually was a virgin and that the number I kept in my head was just the lie I told everyone. And sure, you can be whatever you want to your one night stand, but if you’re dating a girl she’s gonna start asking questions and figure that somethings up. This exact nightmare happened during my first actual talking stage with a girl, where I ended up mixing up my lies and she ended up distrusting me and ghosting me shortly after jfl
My most recent experience was probably the most blackpilling and downright depressing thing I’ve ever experienced so I thought I’d add it here. I had recently became close friends with a slightly older guy in my year. He was in a band before he enrolled, and despite being an LTN (tall albeit) he had fucked models and numerous HTB+s throughout his adventures and was insanely charismatic. He would constantly cheat on his cute MTB gf whenever we went out, but he helped me get laid numerous times so I respected him a lot.
But anyways, he introduced me to a girl he knows that was in his class and we clicked right away, she was super pretty and just my type and she had a sort of cute awkwardness to her. We hit it off and started talking, went drinking a few times with him and another friend and eventually went on a date together which went well and we made out, and I fell for her very quickly, and she was on my thoughts 24/7 at this point.
The first time I met her I thought she was into him by her body language, but he brushed it off saying that he wasn’t into her, that she thought of him as a manwhore and that she was too young for him and encouraged me to go for her.
But yeah, a little while after we went on the date, she randomly leaves me on delivered for almost three days and then abruptly tells me she had to cancel an event that we were both planning on going to together. She starts talking to me again afterwards but it seems drier and less enthusiastic, but I hoped that I could just rekindle it the next time we met in person.
I go out one night with the aforementioned manwhore friend who had been daydrinking and was 6 pints deep, who shortly after brings up how he MADE OUT WITH THE GIRL I WAS SEEING the day before, and asked me if it was cool because “we weren’t talking for a while and she thought it was over”. Apparently she lied to him saying that we weren’t talking anymore.
Nonetheless I was heartbroken and was violently angry at both. What I realised was that I was so invested in a woman who didn’t even care about me because I had been so deprived of love and affection that the slightest bit of tenderness had me blinded to her faults. I realised at this point that I was not prepared for the dating scene of my age because everyone else had done all their “firsts” years before!
- - lazy youngcel checkpoint, read below this line! - -
So as we can see from this, If you do not ascend (physically AND SOCIALLY) in your early-mid teen years, you will fundamentally be “behind” on love FOREVER, and you will have missed the purest and most innocent chances for love. It is IMPERATIVE that, if you are (un)lucky enough to find yourself on this forum before the age of 16 (or 18 at the most), you take the following advice to prevent this from happening to you:
1) DO NOT BE OUT OF THE ‘GAME’
It is imperative that you become somewhat popular at school and don’t become trapped as a nerd or in some fringe clique. You should be posting on all relevant social media and should have a decent following from people you know. You should be aware and up to date on any and all popular cultural references (movies, tv, memes, slang) relevant to your age group so that you can connect with “normies” and don’t find yourself disconnected from the avg person.
2) LOOKSMAXX EARLY (within reason)
Go to the gym as young as you can, eat clean, sleep well, take care of your skin and potentially consider REASONABLE pharmacological interventions if necessary, but don’t be a 14 year tren monster please your health is important. Your returns will diminish the older you start, especially wrt bone growth.
3) WORK ON YOUR SOCIAL SKILLS
They are your greatest asset. Learn to talk to people, to be confident enough to ask girls out without needing any drugs to lower your inhib, to be the life of the party. There are enough resources out there to figure this out even if you’re mildly ND (if moderate-severe do what you can but it may be over).
4) GET YOUR FOOT IN THE DOOR NOW (just be first)
Please please PLEASE get relationship experience early. Even if she’s not that hot and you don’t see a future with her just try it out for a bit. Same applies to sex. Get experience early and it will come so much easier later on, you won’t have those worries or the general lack of knowledge on how to do it right when it comes to the time. This includes heartbreak- your first heartbreak will be much easier at 15 than 20, trust me
5) DEVELOP YOUR PERSONALITY AND WORK ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH YOUNG
Might sound like cope but being interesting and authentic will help you massively, don’t be like me and have no real hobbies or interests or experiences before you’re 18. And mental health is important, these things crystallise and get so much worse from 16-20, if you’re seeing early signs of various mental health issues get them checked out and treated before they ruin your life.
Don’t waste your best years youngcels, lest you end up like me
Interesting. Thanks fore the info.
