Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Me and the opposite sex

The opposite sex is impressive, very, like a lot. Why? Because it is something that cannot be described with simple words, it's a phenomena that lives mutating on a daily basis. The more I try to be myself with women, the more I do the wrong moves.
I do not understand girls who are afraid of men who are correct, honest and gentlemen; I can't.
For some universal misfortune you cannot act towards women in the honest way, you have to be sneaky, rude and ultimately be an asshole; only then you can achieve the goal of conquering her heart. But the sad thing is that there are no half measures to this. No compromise at all. You are either a woman's friend because you act honestly or you get them by being different and out of your routine.
This fuels people to become rogues and alienate them self and others. If you are successful into seducing a woman you are directed into a path where your persona will eventually return to it's original mellow human status and chances are she will break up with you because you are not the men you used to be. You are not anymore the pretending-asshole-misogynist man that women likes so much!