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"Dating has never been for me to be honest because I always meet the weirdest people. A few years ago, I went out on a date with a guy. He got to the location before I did and when I arrived, after the usual pleasantries, he went ahead to ask why I was so short and advised me to wear heels more often. The whole conversation was centered around my height. It was condescending and the most awkward conversation I have ever had, yet."

"I met this guy I’d been chatting with on Instagram, and we decided to go on a date at a restaurant. When we got to the restaurant, we ordered, the food came, and we started eating. While we were eating, he kept drinking back-to-back like there was no tomorrow. I wanted to ask why, but I was like, let me just let him be. At one point he picked up his phone, and I overheard his conversation. The person on the other end angrily asked where his car was. I didn’t take it seriously because he had previously mentioned he was a car dealer. After a few minutes, he told me to give him two minutes to see somebody outside. I said okay, and he left. After a reasonable amount of time had passed, he still hadn’t come back. I tried calling him, but it wasn’t connecting. That was when I knew I was screwed. When the bill came, it was N30,000. I had just N20,000 on me. To cut a long story short, I sorted the bill. To make matters worse, as I was leaving the restaurant, the heel of my shoe came off. That was not only the worst date experience I had; it was the worst day ever."

"We went to one of my favourite art galleries at the time, Red Door, and he just kept talking and talking and talking. I love to talk so it wasn’t
the parrot-like chatter that put me off, it was the childlike mind I was forced to engage. Handsome guy, with a great job but no substance to his person, so tragic. To top it off I was replying to a message, and he said to me “I might know the person you’re texting.”, WOW, peeking into my phone too?"

"I have had two terrible date experiences; I don’t know which is worse. The first was when I went on a date with a seemingly nice lady. She ordered a lot of things on the menu and after eating, she said she wanted to buy something for her roommate. She ordered the biggest size of pizza. When she was done, I told her my intentions, and she responded by saying that she wanted to be placed on a monthly stipend before any of the things I mentioned could happen. There and then, the feelings I had for her died a natural death. The second was another lady that I went on a date with. After the date, she said she wanted to kiss me, and I obliged. When she got close to me, the stench from her mouth nearly killed me. I had to stop her."

"When I was at University, I went on a date with a girl. As there were no nearby restaurants available at the time, we decided to go for a stroll. However, my nerves got the best of me, and I found myself speaking at an unintentionally loud volume. The girl kindly brought this to my attention, and in my embarrassment, I overcompensated by speaking in an unusually low voice. Unfortunately, this messed with the flow of conversation, and despite my best efforts, the interaction did not progress as desired."

"I remember in school, there was this girl I’d been vibing with. Honestly, I kind of loved her, her vibes, and everything. She was an Anglican
Reverend’s daughter and was a little shy. So, at some point in our friendship, I decided to ask her out. I made the move and asked her to
pick a location for the date. She chose a popular spot back then that she had never visited before. On D-Day, I came to her apartment and picked her up. When we arrived at the spot, she peeped through the gate and refused to enter. I was like, “Ah, why are you not entering? What is wrong?” Trying to determine what was wrong. She replied, “Oh, I won’t enter. I won’t enter.” Just like in play, the girl left me there and went home. I’ll never forget that incident in my life and I still don’t understand why she left abruptly."

"We met at a motive, and he got my snap. Things led to things, and he said he wanted to take me on a date, my choice (He’s an IJGB so he said
he didn’t know places, in hindsight, it wouldn’t have been hard to ask his friends but let’s not talk about that). It’s funny because when we were setting this up, he had to move an appointment and was telling me “Oh I’d always put you first.” On the day of the date, we were going to see a movie), and on our way, Zinoleesky’s manager texted him that he wanted him to produce a song for a person he manages, so he told
me it was an opportunity that he couldn’t miss out on. He’s a music producer, my first mistake was answering him when he said he worked in the entertainment industry. We watched the movie, got ice cream, and then he carried me to that studio session in one apartment bedroom. At the time I thought it was alright, but in hindsight, maybe not. Two days later, he ghosted me. A day or two after that he sent me his beats on
Snapchat unprovoked, without an accompanying message. I aired him obviously."

"I went on a date with a guy who should probably be hired to work in MCC within one of the Heirs Holdings companies. He literally had his phone out the whole time and it was off-putting. When he came down from the car, he made a video of me walking, which isn’t my vibe or something people in our generation do. When we got to the restaurant, he kept taking pictures of me which frankly made me feel uncomfortable. Where the hell did he plan to post all these pictures? I know I’m a hot babe but act like you’ve been here before and stop embarrassing your family. The final straw was when he asked me to take a picture of him. I already do that at work, I’m not trying to do that during moments that are supposed to bring me happiness."

"I once went on a date with a guy who openly confessed to being a serial cheat. He told me and I quote “I like to cheat. It’s a habit, and I want you to help me pray that this habit goes away”. Now, imagine having to sit through such a conversation with someone who you thought you could build something with? Tragic! That was the last time we ever saw."

"This was back in Uni, but it was record-breaking. I had a talking stage guy called Eze. At the time, he was older than I was and was working
while I was in school. On Valentine’s Day of that year, he came to pick me up for a date. He took me shopping for clothes and shoes. Afterward, we went to have dinner at a fancy restaurant. We ordered food and just as we were about to settle in to eat, he got up, excused himself, and disappeared. I called and called him, but he did not pick up the phone. I waited and waited for him to come back but he did not show up. I could not even eat my food because I was so upset so I got them to pack the food and I went home. Only for him to ring me the next morning and act like nothing happened the day before!"

"I had been speaking to this babe for weeks and our chemistry was good, so I was looking forward to spending time with her. She said she would be available to meet after she completed a project she was working on, and I kept waiting for the green light to plan a wonderful evening for both of us. I got lucky one evening or so I thought, and she agreed to spend an evening together. The day came and I went to pick her up from her house, and she came out with a friend of hers. Throughout the evening, she kept talking to her friend and I felt like a ghost. That was the last time I saw her. I cannot be with someone like that."

‎Brother listen up — there is no trophy for the man who slept with the most w00men — None. No medal. No statue. No respect waiting for you at the finish line.
‎Just memories, diseases, emotional baggage, and wasted time. The world does not reward male lust. It exploits it.
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‎There is also no trophy for the man who claims he lasts ten hours in bed.
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‎First of all, that’s nonsense. Second, even if it were possible, so what?
‎You don’t get richer.
‎You don’t get stronger.
‎You don’t get wiser.
‎You don’t get power.
‎All you get is applause from people who are also lost.
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‎Men are being distracted by n0nsense.
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‎While you’re chasing bodies, your youth is leaking away. While you’re trying to impress w00men with stamina, other men are building leverage. While you’re giving your best years to pleasure, smarter men are investing those same years into skills, m0ney, networks, discipline, and authority.
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‎S€x does not build empires. W00men do not hand out medals for access. Pleasure does not compound.
‎
‎Power does.
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‎Bro sop giving w00men your youth for free. Stop burning your energy on temporary validation. Stop acting like being desired is the same as being respected — it’s not.
‎A man is respected for what he builds, controls, and leads. Not for how many beds he’s been in.
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‎Your twenties and thirties are not for flexing. They are for construction. Learning. Growing. Failing. Refining. Accumulating power quietly while everyone else is busy chasing fun.
‎
‎By the time the party is over, the disciplined man owns the room. The rest are just stories.
‎
‎If this woke you up, share it with a brother who still thinks pleasure is purpose.
‎
‎Learn or perish.
‎
‎Class dismissed.
‎Till I come your way again.
‎Keep following for more.

Young man in 20s, listen Up;👇

Your serious girlfriend now will be st0len or snatched by another man who is far more capable than you, and there's nothing you can do about it.

She will dump you with the speed of light and never look back in pity towards you.

You will certainly lose her to a man more better, successful and financially stable than you and if he has games — its game over.

Many of you young men, your w00man is definitely cheating on you, she's cheating on you with another man that's more better, successful and financially stable than you.
The only reason why she has not left you is because she believes she loves you more than him and she's still hoping that you will succeed.

And the capable man have not decided to be serious with her. But as for cheating — she's cheating on you.

Don't get upset my brother. Earth is hard for men.

As a young man understand that the w00man you are dating now belongs to another man in his 30s or 40s that has built his life to a comfortable extent more than you.

That is also how you will steal or snatch the girlfriend of a boy in his 20s — but by that time you will be in your 30s or 40s and well financially capable, but only if you can focus now on yourself.

Don't waste all your youthfulness focusing on building a relationship, don't waste it chasing w00men, don't waste it investing your time and resources on w00men with the hope that you will marry her — trust me, you will regret it in pain and sorrows.

Now is not the time to waste it on w00men and relationships.

You should be grateful that I'm telling you this for free.
That is what you benefit by following us here.

Learn or perish.
Till I come your way again.
Keep following for more.

essentialone:
‎Brother listen up — there is no trophy for the man who slept with the most w00men — None. No medal. No statue. No respect waiting for you at the finish line.
‎Just memories, diseases, emotional baggage, and wasted time. The world does not reward male lust. It exploits it.
‎
‎There is also no trophy for the man who claims he lasts ten hours in bed.
‎
‎First of all, that’s nonsense. Second, even if it were possible, so what?
‎You don’t get richer.
‎You don’t get stronger.
‎You don’t get wiser.
‎You don’t get power.
‎All you get is applause from people who are also lost.
‎
‎Men are being distracted by n0nsense.
‎
‎While you’re chasing bodies, your youth is leaking away. While you’re trying to impress w00men with stamina, other men are building leverage. While you’re giving your best years to pleasure, smarter men are investing those same years into skills, m0ney, networks, discipline, and authority.
‎
‎S€x does not build empires. W00men do not hand out medals for access. Pleasure does not compound.
‎
‎Power does.
‎
‎Bro sop giving w00men your youth for free. Stop burning your energy on temporary validation. Stop acting like being desired is the same as being respected — it’s not.
‎A man is respected for what he builds, controls, and leads. Not for how many beds he’s been in.
‎
‎Your twenties and thirties are not for flexing. They are for construction. Learning. Growing. Failing. Refining. Accumulating power quietly while everyone else is busy chasing fun.
‎
‎By the time the party is over, the disciplined man owns the room. The rest are just stories.
‎
‎If this woke you up, share it with a brother who still thinks pleasure is purpose.
‎
‎Learn or perish.
‎
‎Class dismissed.
‎Till I come your way again.
‎Keep following for more.

Motivational speaker… After you’ve made all that money, then what?

Then what in 20, 30 years from now when you’re frail, assuming you’re still alive? What’s more? 100 years from now when you’re long dead, where’s all the money you made from ridding yourself from buying that expensive sports car in your 20s and 30s..

You only have one lifetime… do all at the same time

Jagermeister:
Motivational speaker… After you’ve made all that money, then what?

Then what in 20, 30 years from now when you’re frail, assuming you’re still alive? What’s more? 100 years from now when you’re long dead, where’s all the money you made from ridding yourself from buying that expensive sports car in your 20s and 30s..

You only have one lifetime… do all at the same time

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