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.
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.
She should give the money she made to charity then. Then I’ll believe it.
There is a theological contoversy (called Lordship salvation controversy) on that very topic that I don't intend to get into. However, I'm on the Free Grace side of the controversy at this time (which means no perfomative works are necessary and faith alone is enough). Her actions, however, are a good sign that something did happen with her and the very reason her faith was brought up was an explanation of what she was doing. (ie Removing tatooes that she feels are demonic, etc...).
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
You should see some of the 60 year olds simps are paying to look at...just brutal.
Never spent a second on OF, but when I see this kind of crap I feel like I'm in that movie "Idiocracy" and I just woke up from a 500 yr cryosleep to an upside down world.
I think Electric Chair Jesus would be a good name for a band.
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 know people can change through Biblical means, but I'll believe it when I see it. I know my own father turned his life around at age 30. Went from taking every drug out there at the time, being abusive, etc., to being actively involved in a church and eventually a deacon. That's a true exception to the norm though. Usually there's a major wake up call that triggers the change.
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.
She's slept with a long list of rappers and celebrities. Shes one of those boppers that goes around sleeping with everyone in big industries/dudes with money// getting nice gifts from them etc but tries to be cute and feminine wherever she is.