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.
Giving a compliment is fine, but you should know the right time to apply it and that's for sure not too soon. Giving a compliment to a woman you just met and know literally nothing about screams of desperation. You have to start off casual at first.
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.
Just be weary of any ticking noises..
You can suggest some books or anything that teaches how to approach and when to compliment
LOL I swear I was reading “Neil”. Probably because I saw a video clip of him a couple days ago.
You must be a pretty good golfer. I googled Cooper and it says he’s excellent. I started golfing again about two years ago (played some as a young teenager). I would play every day if my back would let me
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.
Actually, I almost completely lost my ability to drive the ball off the tee when my spine was fractured 10 years ago. In order to keep from slowing everyone up I take a drop where the shortest drive of my partners lies. Everyone who I play with is very gracious. I can sort of make up for it as unlike most people my short game is better than off the tee. I just play for the experience, not for the score.
Pook overdosed on the red-pill.
Thank you, I think...
I mean, if I ever see you in person, I'm gonna hit you in the knee immediately, old manThank you, I think...
Just kidding. I got all your beersThank you, I think...
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 don't know why anyone would object to that, since not only is it fair to the extreme, it also saves them the time of waiting for another person to tee off.
Sounds like a neg to meThank you, I think...
Pook might be pooking women there with his 68 years old stick.