The thought I can’t escape. It lingers marinating on my brain. It was as if it happened yesterday. Her ass into my crotch. My arms around her waste. Her turning her head back showing me those enormous brown eyes. You would have to be a fool not to place your lips upon hers. Our lips collide our mouths slightly open, no tongue. I feel sorry for anyone not able to feel this marvelous feeling. The kiss is perfect. Lasting just long enough to leave an impression. But ending soon enough to want us each yearning for more.

The kiss can be replicated with many women. But that feeling is hard to achieve. The kind of feeling that makes your knees weak. I hope you have been blessed with this feeling. You know there is something more behind that beautiful face and body. You can tell just by that kiss. There is a connection that happens rarely between two people. You are taken aback. You are gitty with joy and passion. Thoughts begin to race through your mind. You are lost in this moment.

I had the pleasure to experience this kiss with my ex. I had the pleasure of experiencing this kiss with her the last time I saw her. Even though the last kiss happened on bad terms it still felt right. She felt it too but chose to ignore it. She was done.

I hope I can experience it again someday. Since her I have kissed many women. Not a single one has even come close. I have no doubt I will kiss many more and not experience this feeling. Until then I wait.

May you be so lucky…

When you start to get successful with women you have no choice. Your ego will start to rise. That is precisely what has happened to me. My ego elevated to a level that I started thinking wrongly about PU. I started thinking I can get any girl in the place. I started shunning quality sets because the girls just didn’t measure up. It is all practice and I failed to realize this. I built attraction with girls who I deem as 9 pieces. This amazed me and thus my ego boosted.

Now keep in mind I am not talking about confidence. I consider confidence and your ego as two separate entities. Confidence is something you project. Ego is something you feel. At least in this example this is the case. My confidence was at an all time high and I have no doubt that is how I built some good attraction. My ego is what caused me to fail. My ego got in the way.

I remember when I first started out. I was at Finn with a wing just standing at the bar. Two girls gave us proximity and I opened the set. I mini isolated my target at the bar. I spun the other girl around and into a face to face meeting with my wing. This was a quality set. I ran it to perfection. She was qualifying herself. She was jumping through all my hoops. If she gave me one to jump through I turned it around on her. Just flat out perfection. She was eating out of my hand. Ohh wait I didn’t mention she was no more than a 5? That is right she was an UGG. Very pretty face but very heavy set.

So what is my point and why do I bring up this set? Well it is very simple. Get good running sets on 5’s. Figure out what works and what doesn’t. Then move up to 6’s. Run the same exact set and see what happens. There is a good chance the set will run identical. Now just keep going up the chart. Sure with some of the higher girls you will have to throw in negs but you get my point.

So here I go back to what originally worked for me. I am going to run sets like I used to run them and see what happens. I am going to run them in a manner that I believe I have to go through the steps to gain attraction. I am going to run them properly.

Yah some girl left Romeo and Juliet at my house so that will be my title.

I meet up with my parents yesterday as they wanted to see how my house was progressing. After they walk around we head out to the cars. My mom tells me a package came the other day for me. I still get most of my mail sent to my parent’s house. I knew it was a shirt I had ordered. I open the package and pull out the shirt that I would have never considered buying up until just recently. It is olive green with these ruffle things on the front of it. In addition it has little flowers all over the shirt. My parents are in utter awe when they see this. They call it a girl’s shirt. My dad thinks it looks gay but then makes the strangest comment. I am still in awe that the words fell from his lips. Yah it might make you look gay but that could be an advantage. It will throw the girls off. Holy shit are you serious? Wow was he a gamer when he was a young man? It is just like calling yourself gay when you are talking to a hottie. They all the sudden lower their guard.

I go on to tell my parents it makes no difference what you wear. I mean don’t get me wrong you still have to be styling but my point is if you wear it confidently it doesn’t matter. Just like when my wing wrapped his shirt around his neck like a cape and put his tie around his head. He instantly got opened because he was confident.

After I had lunch with my parents I met up with some friends and went shopping. I was just there for the company but ended up buying some stuff. A necklace, ring, belt, and some shirts. I forgot how cool of stuff guess carries these days. I buy some awesome shirts at guess. We grab dinner and head to our respective homes so we can get ready for the evening.

I get home and do what I have to do to get ready. I then try on my shirt I was talking about earlier. Hrmm something just isn’t right this doesn’t look good. No problem let me grab one of my shirts I just bought today. Umm no that doesn’t look good either. Well I end up going through every single shirt I bought today and I hate them all. I am just not feeling it. My hair doesn’t look right, the shirts nope, this necklace nah, nothing. Bam my confidence is shot. I just want to throw on a t-shirt and say fuck it. But then I remember how I tell my parents I am wearing this homo shirt tonight and I guarantee I will attract women. So I go ahead and throw the shirt on and say I am ready.

My wings show up and I let them know I am feeling shitty. Tonight is going to suck ass and I really don’t even want to go out. Hell I don’t even pre-game at my house like usual. This is precisely how I don’t want to feel. I usually like to be in a good confident mood before I go out. Even on the way there I am still not feeling it. I am just psyching myself up to have a horrible night.

We head up to Loon first. Once again it is crowded so it is one person in when one person leaves. Judging by the girls in line I think it could have some potential inside. If nothing else they pour the strongest drinks. Basically if you order crown and sprite it is pretty much just crown on the rocks. It makes my voice change to a decibel like I am going through puberty again. My wings get a good laugh at this. So we get inside and there are not many quality women inside. Now I think if I was a little tipsy and it was after midnight things might be different here. But for the most part this is just our pit stop on our way to better things. A few sets were opened but nothing grand. We all decide to head over to Republic.

On the way we get a text saying Republic is dead. Hrmm as we are driving up it doesn’t look dead to me. Nope it’s not dead what the hell are you smoking buddy? We get inside and I head straight to the bathroom. Maybe that has to be my new ritual with this place. This is the second or third time in a row I have to piss really bad when I arrive. Everyone hits the pisser and then heads over to the bar. We order drinks. I point out to my wing that there is a bachelorette party behind us. He walks over and opens the set and it is going pretty well. I then decide I should go over and wing him since it is 5 women. I go over and keep a few of the girls occupied while they play their little games. This went relatively well and it was a good way to start the night off at this venue. I am pretty sure we ran the gay routine on these girls and once again they were just sitting there non-stop you guys aren’t gay. It is so easy to do. I highly recommend it. I always throw in that well we have an open relationship and we are actually bi. It is almost as if a switch is thrown in these girls brain when you utter these words. They all the sudden become even more attractive to you. I am pretty sure we ran this at least 3 more times during the night.

If you are at a venue and there is a bachelorette party I highly recommend opening the set. They are there to have a good time and there are high probabilities it will stage the rest of the night for you. Not in that you will hook up with one of them, you might, but in that it reflects well on everyone else there. You are a guy looking to have a good time who is social. It feels good having 5 women circle around you wanting to talk to you blah blah. They are mainly using you for entertainment but who cares you are using them for social proof. I would say it’s an even trade. I also end up getting one of the girls to give me a beaded necklace which opens some doors the rest of the night. Both in conversation and getting opened.

From here we head outside and I believe one of my wings opens a set while I go to the bathroom. As I am walking out I don’t even see the guy but he throws his arms around my neck and brings me into the set. It is two hottie sisters from Mexico. They are very tall and slender with nice bodies. I wing him here which I am happy to do. I run a very good set on the sister and she is kinoing me like crazy. Probably one of most amounts of kino I have gotten in a long time. I run compliance tests on her. She is almost as tall as me with heels on. I tell her to take one off so I can see her true height. At first she doesn’t want to but them relinquishes. While doing so she sticks out her arm for balance and I talk hold of it. Ahh yes that is a much better height how short are you by the way? Wow this is the first tall girl who I don’t get blown out by asking this question. She is 5′8. From here we just continue talking trying to get her sister back over. She ejects and heads over to talk to her sister. They never come back.

We roll off but wait here is a fattie. I know my wing loves fatties so I open her up. Wow her frame is weak. I am almost certain this girl would get down on her knees and start blowing me if I ask. She grabs my nipples. I say hey if you are going to grab mine I am going to grab yours. I reach my hand down her top showing massive cleavage and start rubbing on her nipple. I let her know I am going to stay there and make it hard. She pulls my hand out. But then she rubs on both of my nipples. Alright well I reach my hand into her shirt again and just flat out remove her entire breast. It is just sitting there flopping around with an erect nipple. I start rubbing on it. Hilarious. Wing and I are double teaming her with game but we end up ejecting.

As we eject three girls walk by and I use my Ohh Hello opener. It works on the last girl and she just flat out stops in her tracks and her friends walk off without her. This is beautiful as it is right in front of HBMexico. I run some pretty good game on this girl. Looking back on the conversation I wish I would have ran it better though. I DLV myself so hardcore with this girl. I tell her I work at Burger King. Her eyes just roll and I neg the shit out of her. Saying how when I said that you lost all interest in me. She disagrees and the conversation continues. After a while I say man you would think this day and age there would be an invention to allow two people to stay in touch. She goes like a cell phone? Yes take yours out and put my number in. She says she left it in the car but I should take her number. Alright you said your name was blah blah. Just something other than her actual name. I am fucking with her and I say her correct name. Her friends walk right past again. They don’t cockblock or anything they just let her know they are going out on the patio. I tell her to go grab her friends as I have extremely good looking friends who they should meet. She rolls off to go grab them.

I don’t wait around though because right in front of me is HBMexico. She might have been watching entire conversation as when I turn around she is looking at me. I walk right up to her and she instantly starts kinoing me. I just run some more fluff with her and run the exact same number close with her. This time though she wants my number. I program it into her phone and she calls me right there. Now you have my number as well. She goes on to say how she is leaving for Mexico tomorrow and won’t be back for a week. It is spring break afterall. I eject from here but let my wings know I am going to try to get a SNL from her. The way I see it this might be possible as she is about to go out of town. Lets just say when I go back to try and figure logistics she isn’t down for hanging out tonight. Her flight is super early.

At this point it is almost closing time. We are on the patio and everyone is ready to leave. I motion to my friends about this 6-7 set right behind us. The thing is the set consists of guys talking amongst themselves and the girls huddled in a little group. I purposely have my back towards them but I am sorta inching over. At this point the set is either opened by me or a wing. I have a feeling a wing opens them but I take it over as the wings sort of destroy it somehow. Yes I think right here dropping the gay bomb messes it up. Or maybe my wing just didn’t follow through. I do however on a pretty damn good looking blonde. I know her body was tight for sure.

She is questioning the whole gay thing just like usual. I will walk you though the dialog.

HB: There is no way you are gay.
PC: Well we have an open relationship. We are actually Bi.
HB: Blah Blah I’m not buying it.
PC: *Puts my arm around her shoulder* You’re adorable. I am going to adopt you as my little sister. We are going to climb trees together and drink coolade.
HB: Gets a little giddy.
Wing: Adds something to what I just said but I don’t remember.
HB: And you can help me with my homework.
PC: Well I can but only if it is Math. I suck at English.
HB: Well that isn’t good because I suck at English as well.
PC: So which parent gave us those bad genes?
HB: It was our Mom
HB: We are actually only half brother and sister.
PC: Ohh so we share the same mom then?
HB: Yeah
HB: Blah Blah
PC: Well hey my wings are making me leave. We should continue this conversation some other time.
HB: This is the most entertaining conversation I have had in such a long time.
PC: I agree so give me your number and I will call you later.
HB: That guy right next to me is the best friend of a guy I am seeing.
PC: I can be discreet I will head to the next room and you make your way over there in a couple minutes.
HB: I can’t but maybe I will see you here again.

I turn and walk away. I really don’t even remember her face well enough that I could choose her from a lineup. So if I did see her again she would have to open me. I feel like the set could have ended better. I really didn’t have to eject but it was 2:00 and I was making my wings stay for me. It was still a good set and definitely worthy of being mentioned. My wing turns to me and says man well done that was really good. Thanks.

We are about to leave but we are still standing around. There is a 3 set about to walk out the door. Right above them is a TV so I walk right in the middle of their group but don’t acknowledge any of them. I just stand there looking up at the TV. As I am about to look down and open them two guys from my group open the set. That leaves one so I go ahead and wing. Saying something like man who are these guys talking to your friends. She says how she is married and her friend is married. The hottest one is single but they all eject. Ohh well.

Then I see two pretty attractive girls sitting on the edge of the couch. I go over and open them. They seem very into going somewhere and grabbing some food but somehow the set gets blown. I still believe it is live but my group says it was dead. Once again ohh well.

My game this evening was light years above the past few times out. I think the two numbers I got this evening were solid number closes. For one I didn’t drunken text either of them so that really helps. I sorted out logistics before the set ended and was certain a SNL wasn’t possible. Both were adamant about me calling them today. No I am going to go ahead and wait until around Tuesday. No more calling girls the same or even next day. Even if it is a weekday close I will wait a few days to call/text.

So what happened in this short span of time that made me go from zero confidence to opening sets with ease? I am sitting here still debating that very thing. I have a feeling that when I said fuck it my confidence came back. In my head the outcome no longer mattered. I was no longer dependent on anything the night would offer. If it ended up being a good evening then great. If the night did end up sucking that would be alright too. My sets were run the same way. Sure I wanted to number close them but if I ran crappy game and didn’t build enough attraction so be it. If you can master this mindset I think your outcomes will do nothing but improve.

With a combination of work, FB’s, and sarging things just aren’t going very well lately. In my prior post you saw my work related issues so I won’t touch on those. I dropped my phone the other day and lost every single number in it. So I am now without all of my FB’s numbers. If they call me then I am alright but otherwise I will never see some of them again. In addition one recently left because she started liking me. She was strong enough to make a clean break and I respect that. I will leave her be and won’t make any attempts at calling her. So unless I want to go back to some that I got away from a while back I am down to one FB. That really sucks. I mean just two weeks ago I had an arsenal of women to choose from.

Now that brings us to the sarging. Actually things have been going marginally well in this department. I have managed to get some numbers. I have managed to run some decent sets. I have actually gotten opened a few times by relatively good looking women. But in the end I have managed to screw it up. All the number closes I have gotten while being good numbers turned into nothing. I might as well of thrown them out the window the night I got them.

All of this can really play on your confidence level. While I hate the feeling I think it brings everything into perspective for me. You know the two steps forward one step back saying. That is how I feel right now. I kind of like the feeling as messed up as that is. It makes me think and realize that I have a lot to work on.

You will never know everything when it comes to PU. You have to build these foundations if you want to get good. If the foundation you built on top of the last foundation is more massive then you will collapse. So then you have to go back down to the foundation below and make that one bigger. That is what I need to do right now. I need to take that step back down below and make this foundation just a little wider. A little deeper. I have no choice in this matter. It just wasn’t strong enough to support what was above.

I know one of my problems which I don’t even consider a problem however it weighs on my conscience. Lately I have really been shunning some women who are decent looking. I have really just been trying to get girls who are 8’s and above. From being out with different wings and other guys I realize just how high that is. My rating system is so much different than other guys. It really doesn’t matter what you give a girl but from what I have seen most guys would rate the girls I am going after as 9’s and above. I think there is a very good chance my ego got inflated a bit and I thought I would only settle for these 8’s and above. I think I might take a step down in this department and open myself up to 7’s. Hell even a 6.5 with a nice body would be alright with me.

If you are having problems with women the fastest way you can build confidence is to get a couple closes with girls who just don’t quite measure up. I know this sounds crazy but give it a try. After you close a few of them it will help in your pursuit with hotter women. Hell I might take this very advice and go hogging tonight. Well as long as she doesn’t weight more than 135. Im not that desperate. Yes I’m an ASSHOLE.

Looking back on this I have no idea what this has to do with this website. I have debated with myself if I should even post it. The thing is I just started writing. I opened word and started tapping these keys. Some of the gayest shit just fell onto the screen. Does it have any relevance to PU? Probably not. I tend to think it does in my writing as you will see if you read this. I try to justify that it does. I am more than likely wrong. If you are as bored as I am then spend a minute and read it. Otherwise move on and save the time you are about to lose from your precious life.

Here in a couple days when I buy my next house I will own 5 houses. One of these is the house I am redoing for myself. Let me tell you it is the biggest money pit in the world. It is really the main cause of me feeling poor. On top of this it is super stressful owning and remodeling this house.

One of my houses was suppose to sell Monday of this week. The buyers backed out at the last second. So not only am I not getting one off the books. I also had to shell out the holding expenses during this time. It is very annoying but part of the business. The proceeds from this sell were supposed to fund my latest rehab projects. In addition to this the house I am buying next week I was suppose to get a loan on. The sellers got upset because I wrote the contract for cash and then went to get financing. They got upset and now I have no choice but to fund the transaction with cash. All of this combined is really putting me in the poor house. On top of this until something sells I really don’t see how I can buy another house. In this business you actually make your money when you buy. You get paid when you sell. That might sound confusing but look at it this way. If I am not buying any houses I am not making any money.

This exact thing happened early last year. I got 4 houses under contract all at the same time. I didn’t buy another house until May. There were other deals out there during that time that I had to pass on. So basically I lost money. The same is about to happen unless I figure some other outside financing out. My goal this year was to do 20 deals. I have already gotten a super slow start. This will be my second purchase of the year. So maybe if things work out I might do another 10 deals this year.

I know once my personal house is completed it will really make things easier on me. I have spent a lot of time messing with this place. For one I have done most of the work myself. I am so over budget I have no choice but to do it this way. It takes up a ton of my time. Once this place is done though I am going to have way too much free time.

Alright so what the fuck does this have to do with pickup? I actually think it has a ton to do with it. Your mentality plays such a huge part in your success with girls. If you walk into the bar looking and feeling like a dope you probably aren’t going to get a girl. If I walk in to the bar stressing over my finances it will show. I have no doubt the way you feel projects out to everyone in the room. Especially females which is who we care about. That is why I do better when I am a little tipsy. I hate to admit that but it is so true. Something changes about me when this happens. Not because my AA lowers or anything like that. Just the way people view me changes. Because what I am portraying changes.

When I was in high school people used to say I looked stuck up. I didn’t realize I was putting off this vibe. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t feel that way. It was just something that I projected out into the universe. Let me tell you this upset a lot of people. They just thought I was a dick in a bad way. I really hate this fact but almost everyone perceives you to be something whether you are or aren’t that person.

For about the last 2 years I have maybe washed my car 5 times. I prefer for the outside to be dirty. Why do I do this? Well I have this weird feeling that if it is clean people will think I am rich or something. They will view me differently. Now here is the thing though anyone can afford my car now that it’s 5 years old. Even if you make 10 bucks an hour I would imagine you could afford the payment. But it just doesn’t matter when it is clean I feel like people are pulling in front of me and wanting to slam on their brakes so I rear end them. Yes I am a little messed up in the head. But when it is dirty this never happens. No one ever looks over at me. No one messes with me. Contractors don’t think I am rich and try to charge me more. Yes it is fucked up but pretty much true.

What is even crazier about this last paragraph? When I bought this car 5 years ago I thought I was the shit. One of the reasons I bought it was because at the age of 24 I looked like I was about 19. I hated this. I resented people who thought this about me. I bought this car well because I wanted it. But also because when I pulled up people all the sudden gave me respect. Whoah how the fuck do you afford that car? Hrmm you must be successful if you can afford this car. Let me give you the time of day. And unfortunately I hate to say this, It worked. Our society is fucked. Please note one important thing here. This is all related to business dealings. I have never used a car to pickup a girl.

What is even more fucked up is I didn’t learn this lesson until I was 23. Never judge a person by their outside appearances. I had a training job where I worked with a guy who was about 44 years old. This guy was making 8 bucks an hour. Almost every single one of his teeth was rotted out of his mouth from doing meth. He was extremely scruffy looking and unshaven. If you saw him walking down the street you might very well turn around and walk the other way. But here is the thing. He was probably one of the nicest guys I have ever met. When you talked to him you just knew this guy was A1, top shelf, etc. It is so crazy how someone can cross your path and change your view on something so drastically.

Now thank goodness I learned this lesson. Shortly after this I was running a business. A guy came in for an interview. He was every bit as scruffy as this guy was. He had super long hair put into a pony tail. His teeth were messed up from doing meth. His face was fucked up from poor hygiene as a kid. I looked past all of this and gave him a job. He turned out to be my best employee. In reality I was lucky to have him. When I sold the business he was the only employee I gave a bonus to. I didn’t have to I just wanted to. A way to thank him for his hard work.

Anyways so were the fuck am I taking this post. I really have no idea now. I guess I am just bored and rambling. I certainly hope it has something to do with something. Well something to do with women, pickup, getting laid, nah. It has everything to do with being as good of a person as you can. When you are going through your day to day life, or your night life, or your life with your FB try to learn. Figure out what you can take from those experiences to make you the best person you can. If you aren’t learning you are dieing.