I will repeat the advice I gave my Godson.

It's not a matter of finding 'the one'. I am not saying the one does not exist, I am saying that every single girl you date has the potential to be the one.
If she meets your standards, which should be very high, You CHOOSE to make her the one… because men CHOOSE. Life does not just 'happen' to them, they make it happen, and love is the same way. Life happens to women. Men make it happen.

It's a cold and rather brutal fact that men do not 'settle down' because of a woman. That way lies misery and loss of masculinity as you allow yourself to become a slave. Men, instead, choose a time to settle down, and whatever girl they are with at the time is the one that becomes the one. Take charge of your destiny, and make sure that when you are ready to settle down, you are with a girl that is worth becoming the one.

Dude was 21, a nobody. Stop obsessing about women, and be somebody.

Damn straight.

Women are like motorcycles. Stop talking about them. Learn to ride by riding a few. Even if you have to rent one.

Dude, I'm stealing that quote. That's great.

(Thanks for the redhead pic, cheered me immensely. Wonder who you were talking about?)

Well, loyalty deserves to be rewarded, eh? And I figured that the redhead I found there was pretty cute.

Miss right always starts out as miss right now.

Correct. Every guy has to start somewhere. The only guaranteed way to fail is not to do anything at all.

As that scene 'in the rain' during the first half of the movie 'hitch' explained, "Dude, you are doing it right now!"

Funny, I feel the same way about that movie that you do. I saw it long before I found the red pill, and I also thought that the first half was pretty decent but then got very stupid in the second.

You will find, women pop up then. At 21 I was a schlub. By 24 I was fit, had a career, and had no problems whatsoever with women. Because I didn't care about them, to their face, they popped up like daisies for me. 21 year old nobodys can't be choosy. I'll be if the fool had looked around, there was a girl, that could lose a few pounds, a solid 6, that would've loved to have him.

I'm devout Catholic, but I've given this advice more than once; Stop being so damn thirsty. Get a few grand together, go party in Reno, get a hooker. Get it over with.
Hell, back in the day, my schlubby ass could get laid for $50 or so.

Women are like motorcycles. Stop talking about them. Learn to ride by riding a few. Even if you have to rent one.

Jeezis times were simpler back then.

That movie bugs me… because the movie started off so well. It actually had decent advice. And then it took a downturn into oneitis and negated the entire first half.