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Senior Don Juan
I love it.
Lmao...totally guilty of learning #6 the hard way.
Lmao...totally guilty of learning #6 the hard way.
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.
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.
Yep I have no clue I'm dumb you old grandads know it all thank you goodbye.KarmaSutra said:Goddamn I loathe this type of machismo laden garbage. I'm 34 and I love coming here. I fvcking love it. I like having the freedom to appreciate other mens' perspectives and histories. It's these fvcking idiotic know-it-all, young, dumb and fvll of bullsh!t macho airheads who fill this place with thier ignorance. When was the last time you were married? What do you know about life at 24? Not a goddamned thing. You think you do, you may even know you do but until you've matured past glossing over the Fast and the Furious posters above your bed you won't have a clue what men think and how we act.
Your fvcking posturing is attention seeking at it's worst. At least women have a reason.
Here's a lesson: What is the difference between your, you're and yore?
typical said:Exactly, thats why bible your 32 and still on this site wondering where the fu(k it went all wrong.
I was just in a six year relationship until about a year and half ago, and I am 36- grand dad, I think was referred to as, lol. Fine by me-I am now dating girls as young as 19, with the average age being around 26. What I can tell you is that I now have money, status, and education, which makes this game a lot easier. But thank god there are at least some cats out here questioning this kind of stuff, but when I first started to date (especially the hotter ones), I had AFC written all over me and was making mistakes left and right. So, again-not saying this is bad relationship advice-but after learning some of the DJ stuff through Strauss, Mystery, DeAngelo, and yes-even the much maligned Jeffries- you can bet I will always question and/or scrutinized dating and relationship advice that comes from a girl who thinks she knows women want from talking to her girlfriends.Goddamn I loathe this type of machismo laden garbage. I'm 34 and I love coming here. I fvcking love it. I like having the freedom to appreciate other mens' perspectives and histories. It's these fvcking idiotic know-it-all, young, dumb and fvll of bullsh!t macho airheads who fill this place with thier ignorance
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.