backseatjuan
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It would be a fallacy to say that I'm neutral to other's kids, because I can't stand them. They are annoying little bastards.
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Do you h8 kids?
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"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
Depends on the kids. Most kids I hate and their parents shouldn’t have never pro-created because they train them worse than I train my dog. However I have been around some well behaved kids and I make sure the parents know that.
Serenity
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Your scale goes from intense hate to neutral.... It doesn't have any options that apply to me.
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
marmel75
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You were one too once.
logicallefty
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Chev.Chelios
Master Don Juan
love kids..
in tribal poly groups all the adults raise each othes children as their own..
in modern society monogamous adults have a disgust for children that arnt theirs.
in tribal poly groups all the adults raise each othes children as their own..
in modern society monogamous adults have a disgust for children that arnt theirs.
Serenity
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I feel the same way. Knowledge is a burden, it's necessary, but still a burden. I once wished I knew more, but now there's many things I believe I would be better off without knowing. It paints the way I see the world and makes it harder to simply see things as they are, with a fresh pair of eyes without prejudice.
Many guys seek knowledge on this forum, they want to know more. What many don't realize is that they first need to forget what they think they know.
Murk
Master Don Juan
This, stupid poll. Kids are great.
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
backseatjuan
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I had no clue virgins gonna participate.
Serenity
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Careful now.Forum rules said:
taiyuu_otoko
Master Don Juan
I love babies.
They are delicious.
They are delicious.
"I'm Not Looking for Anything Serious Right Now"
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Poonani Maker
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I love kids cause I empathize/sympathize with the world they are/will be brought up in. I feel nothing but compassion for kids due to knowing the hideousness of this world, knowing the dangers ever-present and encroaching. However, whenever I see a kid and vice versa, a dog, I see similar movements similar intelligence, similar awareness. My dad spanked me Only ONE time and that's when I walked out into the street at around 3-4 years old. Dogs have the same fogginess.
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I've read that, I think, in a swell book called, "Lone Star" about Texas, it's origins. Talks about tribes raising their kids.
children and animals are the true innocent beings of this world. of course i dont hate children. i used to have a disdain toward them as a younger man but that was mainly because of the disdain toward marriage and family in general. now i realize that was zionist brainwashing on all of us millenials to keep us from procreating, instead opting toward a hyper sexualized society where sex replaces love and abortions are plentiful.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.