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I love all of this. Great stuff guys. This is some TERRIBLE advice.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
That wasn't advice, it was a direct threat.I just thought of one. Not quite advice from an elder but the ole "stop crying or I'll give you something to cry about". Used very often by my parents.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
^This. Even if that ideal person for you DOES exist, what is the probability that you will meet that person? Probably very low."don't worry. there is someone special for everyone"
BS. You still gotta be somone worth knowing. This fairytale bs is what gives fat neck beards an excuse to never leave the basement. And there's not just one. If you have good frame there will be more than one.
Yes, especially in the short term.^This. Even if that ideal person for you DOES exist, what is the probability that you will meet that person? Probably very low.
Yep it was. I think most of my childhood I spent avoiding the wrath of my crazy parents. I did learn something though. How not to treat my children.That wasn't advice, it was a direct threat.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Fair enough. It can happen in the long term. No guarantee, but it's worth it for us to try.Yes, especially in the short term.
ProvidenceFair enough. It can happen in the long term. No guarantee, but it's worth it for us to try.
Persisting could also mean chasing.The absolute worst advice I ever got was to "confidently persist". "Be sexual" etc. Much of this is so context based it shouldn't be written. Most of the time nexting is the answer and for god sake protect yourself as it's totally unwise to persist with one woman. If it's the wrong woman, it could cost you.
"buy a renault. They are great cars. "
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Women love a chump who will do repairs to their abode free or charge on the pretense they might get s ex. Newsflash. ...work away you are not getting any.6. "Women love a guy that is handy around the house
That's the some solid advice right there. You don't score any points for doing repairs or hanging stuff on walls for women. There are 6 other dudes in her contact list that are ready and willing to come over and help her. Let them do it and get nothing from it. Nice guys finish last here! If it doesn't make the vagina tingle, don't waste your time.Women love a chump who will do repairs to their abode free or charge on the pretense they might get s ex. Newsflash. ...work away you are not getting any.
Yeah, I love that one about the "universe". That's become a buzz word for this new age "spirituality" that is a watered down religion which is essentially summed up as "good things come to those who wait".Any variant of "the universe will provide you X, Y, and Z".
Bullsh*t. No it won't. Or it won't in the frequency/timescale that I want it to.
That is the typical female mindset. It comes from wearing make-up, being passive, and waiting for someone with testosterone to do something.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.