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 never said it was about the sex. Did I not say fly to Asia and use JBW if it meant your SMV would skyrocket compared to where it is at home? This was my first suggestion. Also, if you look desirable than you'll get better service from a hooker as well because the money with them is a bonus rather than a reason to drudgingly do something they really don't want to do.
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.
So far you've contributed nothing to this thread rather than attack two other posters. Maybe you are the time-waster on here.
Don't worry about my friend. I'm not asking for the easiest/most surefire way to get sex. The real question of this thread is how to make up for lots of sex unhad. What is the most fun to be had after a long period of sexlessness?
But the advice to fly to Asia is more about "What do I do to ensure my best chances at getting laid?" That's not what I'm trying to find out.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
If you meet the right girl then that should make up for everything else. Every soul-mate you meet wipes out the memory of all bad experiences prior. I remember in 2012 when I met one like that, then I always see that year as year one of something right? Its like 2012 made up for everything before. If I meet someone else like that, then I may be saying its 9 years since a time like that and counting, rather than even saying 7 years of a technical dry spell. I've kissed or dealt with women afterwards but didn't really count them.
So, finding one's soulmate is what's best in life.
Not necessarily in life, but definitely in the realm of women. I didn't have sex with my soul-mate, but the aggressive making-out sessions, or dry/clothes on-sex, etc..., and places we've been to certainly stick to memory (she was willing to marry me but I bailed out for moral/ethical reasons and she moved on). I was married two years later and had sex with my wife. However, the marriage didn't go very well and ended too badly, but the dry-spell is usually counted from the last and only ex-wife I've ever had.
It's fair payback for not getting to have sex in your prime?
At 2012 I was 36 years old. I would say it was fair payback for everything prior to 2012 that didn't go right including prime years without sex.
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.
No such thing as a "soul mate." There are probably thousands of women out there that you (or your friend in this case) can all be happy with. A big part of it is timing. Another big part of it is how they mesh with us.
So what would be payback? In your post you said you would just go on a regular ol' date and have regular ol' sex. Is that really what you would call a fair exchange for being denied sex in your prime?
Should he fly out to Asia to meet his soul mate then?
Well, my first post was regarding your initial OP question as to just having sex. I believe you asked what I would do. What I would do is probably not the same as what your friend will have to do.
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.
Let's say he was forced to stay in his house and never leave. He's an Angulo Brother.
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I guess it's a black-pill dry spell with a blue-pill hope because it did happen before.Should he fly out to Asia to meet his soul mate then?
I am actually interested in why you buy into the Disney concept of a "soul mate." Especially as a black pill guy. I find it fascinating that you have overlap with those two mindsets.
Is that what you would do if you were looking to make up for lost time?
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.