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.
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.
Simple. Go to sleep and dream because this is not reality.
thats fukin ****. I just wanna bang 1250 girls raw with no condom get no stds and have 1000 kids that get paid for by other sources.
It's only early February, but this may be an early favorite for post of the year.
if tyler durden or mystery could make a seminar teaching this crap they could turn pua into a billion dollar business. 100% strike rate on students banging victoria secret models all raw dog getting them all pregnant and getting no aids or the herpes.
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.
I understand, but it's not reality. I want to have a threesome with Taylor Swift and Margot Robbie. This also is not reality, but it's nice to dream.
You know one is a movie character and Mystery (Erik von Markovik) had a nervious breakdown and suicidal tendencies according to his friend, Neil Strauss (author of The Game). We need to live in reality and what's achivable in life, not what we want and desire.
why the fark not man? Your a mod you should be able to bang taylor and margot at the same time.
Wish it was that easy dude.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Taylor Swift?
yeah id like to finish her off busting a load after toad busts a load.
Shouldn't you be in school?
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.
To each his own. I’m not feeling the giant Viking-looking women.
