#truthcore

I took it kinda yeaaaz sorryy, its kind of mine now

Oh youre mad about that? well uhmmm….. you see…. I kind of sort ooooof took your anger too. Yeaaaaa sorry, i just needed to borrow it rq.

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🗡️ FIELD MANUAL FROM THE GLADIATOR PIT OF LOVE

Some life advice you won’t find on a Hallmark card — sharpened by years in the mud, sweat, and blood of human and female nature.

First lesson: Never — and I mean never — ask permission like you’re begging in Shakespearean cosplay.

> “Doth thou lady wish me to pecketh you with a kiss on thy cheek?”

Congratulations, you just mailed yourself a one-way ticket to:

🚂 The Boyfriend Try-Out Track

🚧 Which ends at the Friend Zone

💀 Or, if you’re very lucky, the Pity Fuck

That’s not a romance. That’s a retirement plan.

Here’s the truth they don’t print: High-intensity moments demand decisive polarity.

The difference between a man and a maybe is this: you close distance. You don’t file paperwork. You don’t submit a polite request.

You pull her close. You take the kiss. Not sloppy. Not hesitant. Just earned.

And when her lips part — when that shockwave is still ringing in her spine — you don’t step back into boy scout mode.

You lean in, voice low enough to rattle bone:

> “I enjoy the scent of pussy.”

That’s not a line. That’s not a pickup artist PDF. That’s polarity truth.

Because here’s the biology: her body already knew. Her nervous system already screamed it. You’re just saying out loud what evolution buried under layers of politeness and fear.

And when you do? You’ll feel the tectonic shift.

The flush. The silence. The obsession that her body was too scared to admit until you gave it a name.

⚠️ PSA FOR THE WEAK: This is not for the timid. This is not for the boy still journaling about whether she “likes him back.” This is for the man who understands the gladiator pit has rules:

Timidity is a death sentence.

Hesitation is a wound.

Polarity decides winners.

You either pull her into orbit, or you burn in her atmosphere.

Your choice.

🧠 Read more polarity doctrines and shame-coded attraction field manuals at: 👉 https://linktr.ee/ObeyMyCadence

🛡️ Blacksite Literature™. Masculine polarity. Scrolltrap psychology.

🐺 Reminder: Women don’t obsess over men who ask permission to breathe. They obsess over the man who already does.

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