lamath
Master Don Juan
Children, exes ,emotional scars etcLet’s define baggge.
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.
Children, exes ,emotional scars etcLet’s define baggge.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Part of life. Even with the childless you deal with their family, friends, groups and entitlement. A person with a child is at least proven to be able to care for someone other than themself.Children, exes ,emotional scars etc
They're a fun lay until they get you into trouble. A couple memorable experiences I had: "I'm on birth control!", then unprotected sex followed by "oh wait I forgot to take the pill this week. No, I refuse to take plan B." Then there was another girl who refused to leave my apartment until I took out all the food in the fridge and waited until she got hungry lol.I guess I'm a rare case in which I'm able to keep my head on straight when dating these type of chicks. Not for everyone I guess.
Says the man who is currently bathed in the warm light of "I'm getting laid, A LOT"Anyone ever date a woman with any sort of baggage and it actually becomes advantageous to you? Currently seeing this woman who is dealing with a custody battle and also takes meds for depression and ADD. The ironic thing is she feels so bad about the stuff I'm putting up with that she is doing whatever it takes to keep me around. And I mean anything. This is just the latest example I have. I'm by no means suggesting they are good for a LTR but they def have their benefits.
I do pretty good actually. I've never come on here asking for help on meeting women or help getting laid.Says the man who is currently bathed in the warm light of "I'm getting laid, A LOT"
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.
That's my point though, it wasn't her fault that happened. It was yours. Guys on here need to be able to identify these types early on and then use then for what they're worth while being cautious.They're a fun lay until they get you into trouble. A couple memorable experiences I had: "I'm on birth control!", then unprotected sex followed by "oh wait I forgot to take the pill this week. No, I refuse to take plan B." Then there was another girl who refused to leave my apartment until I took out all the food in the fridge and waited until she got hungry lol.
Right, and when she pokes a hole in your condom that will be your fault too.That's my point though, it wasn't her fault that happened. It was yours. Guys on here need to be able to identify these types early on and then use then for what they're worth while being cautious.
Oh my God, I totally know how that goes. This is the freakiest shyt going...@jaymbers
See attached for an example of (cracked) plate spinning. This particular 'sub culture' of female has increased possibility of bringing some real 'excitement' to your life
Only a strong man can handle ANY women.Or just want to spin plates regardless if they have problems or not.
So the most strict damn near lesbian hardened and seasoned battle axe will be a purring feminine kitten in the hands of the right man?Only a strong man can handle ANY women.
Ignore the rest and move ahead.
Just don't forget to dump her when u r done.
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.
Nah, the 'right guy' would be running for the hills.So the most strict damn near lesbian hardened and seasoned battle axe will be a purring feminine kitten in the hands of the right man?
To go on a fvcking spree.Nah, the 'right guy' would be running for the hills.![]()
To go on a fvcking spree.
Perhaps, but I've met a few ladies who not only have kids, but want you to help take care of them and not work. Hard pass.Part of life. Even with the childless you deal with their family, friends, groups and entitlement. A person with a child is at least proven to be able to care for someone other than themself.
Shes a come upPerhaps, but I've met a few ladies who not only have kids, bvut want you to help take care of them and not work. Hard pass.
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.
It's not nonsense.Funny how this nonsense changes to "only a real man can SCREEN women out perfectly" in threads like the suicidal bi thread lol
And they'll come out of being suicidal by relying on my strength of character and be inspired by it.Sure, we fragile men will leave the suicidal women to you.
Spaz wants a hardened and proud masculine lesbian. She will submit and be feminine to his solid masculine frame.Sure, we fragile men will leave the suicidal women to you.
That hardened and proud masculine lesbian will be feminine in my presence.Spaz wants a hardened and proud masculine lesbian. She will submit and be feminine to his solid masculine frame.
She will Bill Cosby you and you will wake up after being sodomized. You better screen.That hardened and proud masculine lesbian will be feminine in my presence.
I'm sorry you can't do it.
Screen harder like LA.
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.