If You Scared Say You Scared

Coulda, shoulda, woulda. Shove it up the tooth fairies ass. 

There it is. It stares you in the face. You can hardly make out what it is but it's there, not physically, you can't touch it but you can feel it. You know the feeling, you've felt it before, it swells in your chest and your heart beats faster and the goosebumps rise. Of all the emotions you have this one is the worst. That feeling of dread, it's disgusting and you feel ashamed that you would even fear this moment. And even though you know it will pass that lingering doubt in the back of your head hangs over you like the Sword of Damocles. Doubt, fear whatever it is it fucking sucks. You hate it but it's their. It's natural to feel these but irrationally you think that those great men you aspire to be like never had it as if they are immune to biology, Gods among men. But it's bullshit and you know it. You've had this feeling before and you sweep it to the side and go on with your day..........................okay, but how do I throw it in the trash and go on with my life?

Purpose. Action. Victory. One leads to another and erases doubt in oneself. "I wont ever fuck super hot women". Does that sound rational? It did to me, in fact even now I doubt sometimes it will happen but then I remember I am on the verge of starting something that will make me very rich, afford me the lifestyle I want, pursue the hobbies I love and ultimately live a rich life (rich in the heart and mind). When I am lazy is when that feeling creeps in. But when I am working; when I recognize the purpose and take action the doubt goes away and I see my dreams coming true. Men of action always win, history is the truth bearer of this. You can sit and imagine and talk about it online til you're blue in the face but it will get you nowhere. You know what success thinks of you? "Fuck that loser". That's what it thinks. It doesn't give a shit if you even exist let alone that you want it. You have to grab that shit and squeeze the ever loving shit out of it with both hands because it ain't waiting around for you to ask it politely. You have doubts in you? Boo fucking hoo cry yourself a river and die. Everyone has them but you have two choices as a man: 1) Do something 2) Do nothing.

Find your purpose. Take action. Earn victory. Once you have these things everything else starts falling in to place slowly but surely. Apply this to all aspects of your life: business, body, relationships, hobbies and get paid back in kind. Next time you doubt you can do something instead of wallowing in it make a list of how you can do that thing you doubt you can do, follow it in order and execute on your plan and see if maybe that doubt goes away and is replaced my confidence, happiness and wholeness.

But you are the only one who can do it. Sitting around waiting for someone to save you is for bitches. Recognize, there's no one coming to save you from yourself. You have no one but yourself so go out and fucking do something and be somebody, unless you like constantly putting on a show and pretending you're "Alpha" or whatever the fuck you're pretending to be. You like big tits a tight ass and pretty face? Well guess what those women like. Confidence, muscle and success. It's biological and they can smell it like a shark smells blood in water. You want those girls don't you? Then stop worrying about them, let them go. It seems counter intuitive but the point is to focus on yourself so you can be that motherfucker, the one the hot women flock to, the one who can say with great pride "I built that". Your goal is become a whole man who has his choice, not a half man who gets chosen.

Purpose. Action. Victory. Fuck everything else. Rant over. And now for some eye candy.

This is Victoria. High grade, pura de pinocha, fuck machine Victoria. The kind of shit rock stars, investment bankers and third-world dictators get to fuck. You think she's gonna fuck your shit dick? Think again. She says "fuck you, but I will not fuck you. Get it? Hehe", charming isn't she? Purpose.
Overall 10/10.