Vantagepoint34
Master Don Juan
Op you answered your own question. That was an Hb8. I recommend prenup* you only get so many chances... Haha.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
Was she hot? Post a pic.Guess what, she unblocked me yesterday, I shot her a text, we met up, talked a lot then made out in my car, took her to my house and f8cked her for an hour like theres no tommorow...
Is that a lot? I mean... I do have a Lambo sitting in my garage.500!
waiting for next "she blocked me again" messageGuess what, she unblocked me yesterday, I shot her a text, we met up, talked a lot then made out in my car, took her to my house and f8cked her for an hour like theres no tommorow...
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.
Where is that pic of you standing by the Lambo in your garage?Was she hot? Post a pic.
https://www.dropbox.com/s/veagtwxjwun8kjk/0819181757.jpg?dl=0Where is that pic of you standing by the Lambo in your garage?
I feel as if there isnt a Lambo. There probably isnt even a garage.
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.
I don't have time for thisDoesnt prove that you bought a Lambo.
Bye.I don't have time for this
How many arms do I have, and how long are they?Just go take a pic of that Lambo standing beside it in your garage. Seems pretty simple.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Oh like when people post threads about hot chicks and you want pics for verification? And then you want pics with them with the chick for further validation?How many arms do I have, and how long are they?
Plus, even after I prove I have it... What does that change?
It's there whether you're a$$ belive or not.Oh like when people post threads about hot chicks and you want pics for verification? And then you want pics with them with the chick for further validation?
You have a smart phone I'm sure. It has a delay on the camera function. Set it and go get by that Lambo in your garage and take the pic or it isnt there big guy.
I'll bet on the it's not really in your garage.
That's what I thought. No Lambo. Did you really think anyone would believe it just because you jumped in some Lambo and had someone take pics of you? Lol.It's there whether you're beta a$$ believes it or not.
It's there. I'll look into that timer thing.That's what I thought. No Lambo. Did you really think anyone would believe it just because you jumped in some Lambo and had someone take pics of you? Lol.
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.