I was scrolling through Instagram today and realised it’s something I shouldn’t do much. Doing so reminded me that as a man, you will never have the sheer buying power of a young, hot girl. Now, it’s true that hot girls are rare, but hot guys are rarer, but you’ve still got to go out there and make something happen.
As I was scrolling I came across a picture from the Swedish girl I fucked before Christmas; she’s now having a whale of a time in Thailand, sipping creamy cocktails and lounging on the beach in her bikini, while I’m fighting the wind and rain to get to a yellow office at 7:30am. I’m not bitter, honest (and my mankini is at the dry cleaners anyway).
The point is that you’ll never have the funded lifestyle of some of the girls you fuck. Society is never going to bend over backwards to make life easy. You’ll never have doors opened for you, both figuratively and literally. People won’t fawn over you to make sure that you’re comfortable. You have to work to make something in life.
Before this post gives you the wrong message, here’s the key thesis:
It was never yours to have
I could go on and on, saying that girls have it so easy, but it’s not something I can control.
I’m guilty of this, and perhaps others are too, in thinking that when the player’s journey is complete then I’ll be like a god amongst men. Able to command pussy in the same way that a hot girl commands attention. Obviously, this isn’t going to happen. At least not with the calibre of girls who’s Instagrams we’re trawling through in the first place.
So what am I to do then?
The first thing to remind myself of is that what you see on social media is merely a highlights reel. Similarly, a PUA might only post infields of Yes girls and you think he’s living the dream.
I keep on coming back to strength vs weight behavioural tic (strong data is vivid and memorable, whereas weighty data is consistent but uninspiring). People overemphasise strong data in their thoughts and extrapolate it as if every day was like that. So when you see the girl lounging around on the beach, there’s a lot of time spent being bored, and probably a lot of time just taking the picture itself which you don’t think about. It’s still not comfort though.
The next thing that comes to mind is that you aren’t just an accessory to these girls because everyone has emotions. That Swedish girl misses me and she’s coming to London sometime in the summer, when we’ll see each other again. There’s got to be something bringing her back to me, and that decision will be based in emotions. At least, that’s what I have to tell myself to keep my ego afloat.
Of course, it’s also worth remembering the old adage of “men age like wine, women like milk”, but we don’t really get the last laugh because there’s always a new crop of hot girls to be jealous of.
Practically, I should stop looking at Instagram and all social media. I’ve only just started using my personal account regularly and post some stuff to project the image I want to project.
That was just a few thoughts that have passed through my mind recently.