jhonny9546
Master Don Juan
I can't understand well this comment! What do you mean with it?It's not for naught that folks of all orientations have been fleeing the provinces for cities, ever since the mid-20th Century
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
I can't understand well this comment! What do you mean with it?It's not for naught that folks of all orientations have been fleeing the provinces for cities, ever since the mid-20th Century
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.
Strengthen your reading comprehension and your capacity to follow along with a conversation, before you start chasing broadsI can't understand well this comment! What do you mean with it?
Everyone who's willing to exploit the increase in opportunities fares better in urban areasPeople with abnormal sexual orientations fare better in crowded cities than in rural communities where their aberrance would be noticed immediately.
Yes thanks for helping me!The guy is Italian, I'm pretty sure that he can talk up a storm in Italian. English is a foreign language to him, so he may sound more awkward than he is in real life.
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.
Kinda this?There are concrete mountains in the city
And pretty city women live inside them
And yet it seems the city scene is lacking you
I'm so glad you're waiting for me in the country
Wouldn’t argue with an old wizard that plays songs like that!Kinda this?