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Don Juan
- Joined
- Mar 7, 2018
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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.
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 stopped reading when I saw that the article and the book mentioned in the article are both written by women.
David is probably not a woman. Just by reading the article, and how dismayed the journalist is, the book seems to unravel a lot of truths.I stopped reading when I saw that the article and the book mentioned in the article are both written by women.
David is a cuck or gay.The co-author's name is David.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
I didn't see a list of 237...David is a cuck or gay.
I stopped reading when I saw that the article and the book mentioned in the article are both written by women.
So most reasons are not "pleasure" according to this Butch viewpoint.one is butch, and militant looking......took one look at her picture and stopped reading.....
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.
Depending on her attitude, workplace environment and social circle, this could last nearly two decades past her twenties.Status with her social circle is probably the number one reason to have sex amongst high SMV women in their twenties. She might be "attracted" but only because her friends would be, too.
It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...Status with her social circle is probably the number one reason to have sex amongst high SMV women in their twenties. She might be "attracted" but only because her friends would be, too.
Thus you must make them compete.It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...
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.
You know this type?It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...
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.