Due to my studies I have found myself in a relatively closed environment which is swarming with girls I want to fuck. To my benefit and delight, I won't be stuck with any of them, but will rather be on the periphery of their daily world. I can appear and disappear like some Houdini shit.
I've been on the scene for about a week. Been grappling with some issues recently, such as feeling the need to make an impact, initiating contact, or being noticed, plus a concern over my level of attractiveness. Residual nonsense, but at least I'm aware of it. Now, these broads are not going anywhere, and I don't have to do a goddamn thing. I was sat in a nearby cafe working by myself, two of them walk in and sit down. I had to stop myself from walking over and blabbing, but restrained I was, and merely sat and chilled. I had to really fight hard to internalise and concentrate, and was overly concerned with whether they noticed me or not. I have to let this go. But my lesson in patience has begun, and I am going to be a casual observer and see how this plays out. It will be interesting to see how I handle it, and if my indifference(which has already taken a few hits) and patience can stand firm. In general I've been feeling less and less impressed and overawed with women as the months have gone by, seeing through their shitty outer posturing. One girl told me the other day that I wasn't that tall(I'm 6ft ffs). I say to her yeah, we could all be tall if we just bought dumbass heels that we can't even walk properly in. Broads
I am starting to apply my knowledge though, in place of theorising.
Build it and they will come. Will update the thread as my experience unfolds
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