Serenity
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To everyone else: I guess I spoke too much truth here...You're blocked now. Bye.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
To everyone else: I guess I spoke too much truth here...You're blocked now. Bye.
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.
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.
I will send them to you in private if you want. As long as you don't send them to anyone else.Pictures or it didn't happen
Neh. Im sure I can Google for that sh1t.I will send them to you in private if you want. As long as you don't send them to anyone else.
I have no idea why you did this to yourself. To impress hookers? WTF? What's your purpose in life? Is it just to bang paid for puzzy? Obviously, if you have this much money to blow on hookers and surgery, you have to have some brains. Have you considered getting your head examined by a professional? Not trying to be mean, just concerned about your well being. This is not normal male behavior. Who are you trying to get approval from? Strange b!tches who you have to pay to sleep with you? Come on man. You can do more in your life than this..Damn now the pain period starts. The anaesthetic has worn off and I'll be using lidocaine, Aleve, and/or Tylenol 4 for the next month while the bruising and swelling goes down.
I remember how bad the recovery period sucked last time. Why did I put myself through this again?
Oh yea...
To have a big, thick c0ck that makes girls say "Damn that's thick!"
I don't know enough about you for you to talk to me in such a personal manner.I have no idea why you did this to yourself. To impress hookers? WTF? What's your purpose in life? Is it just to bang paid for puzzy? Obviously, if you have this much money to blow on hookers and surgery, you have to have some brains. Have you considered getting your head examined by a professional? Not trying to be mean, just concerned about your well being. This is not normal male behavior. Who are you trying to get approval from? Strange b!tches who you have to pay to sleep with you? Come on man. You can do more in your life than this..
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.
That's your problem, not mine. Just giving you some creative advice. Advice is worth what you paid for it. Your choice on what you want to do with it.I don't know enough about you for you to talk to me in such a personal manner.
Well, that's a lie. You've responded in some of my posts over the last week or two.I never heard of you until 2 seconds ago.
I can't love myself if girls don't find me attractive because that means there's something wrong with me.No amount of plastic surgery, 10hb hookers, or money will make you happy if you don't love yourself.
Watch some videos by Eckhart Tolle or something about the pain body maybe it resonates with you.
I have nothing. My life is completely empty.Start to love yourself first, own your imperfections, and don't be so hard on yourself.
Feeling angry about the things you don't have/are will bring you more suffering.
Be grateful for everything you are and do have.
Women don't make you happy if you are not happy yourself.
Speedy recovery bro
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 is not true m8, you have a fat **** and walletI have nothing. My life is completely empty.
I don't remember posting that.That is not true m8, you have a fat **** and wallet
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.