Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
65% of people know that about 87% of statistics are made on the spot. Its true.L777 said:No you haven't.
The truth at last.
A friend of mine who happens to be a psychologist told me that people who brag (especially when they can't prove the boast) are insecure 99.99% (Nothing can be 100% in the field of psychology, thats the highest) of the time, and lying 98% of the time.
I would bet my house that you are full of s.hit, little boy.
Sooooo.............. You got a GF, and you **** new girls every night, and you want to date a HB10 that you met on myspace....skip2mylou781 said:and if it makes HER feel any better, i just ****ed a girl yesterday and im gonna **** my gf tomorro nite.........still tho, despite my obvious lack of morals, i WANTED TO SEE HER lol.....is this karma or wat?
Ummm, greed? Hey, just trying to play Devil's advocate...Call_Me_Daddy said:Sooooo.............. You got a GF, and you **** new girls every night, and you want to date a HB10 that you met on myspace....
WTF?
Anybody else care to explain? Or have I got it all wrong?
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
cuz i only am her bf in HER eyes....in my eyes, im just ****in her every time i see her....but she is nice so its all good.....im a player, deff not a nice guy when it comes to girls ever since i used to be differentbelividere said:I'm just busting your balls with that last line.
Sh1t happens when we least expect it, or at least when we least hope for it too. So yeah I guess that really is karma huh.
WTF are you doing dating a girl if want to be fvcking a new girl every night?
Only in her eyes? but, you just said before that she was your girlfriend?skip2mylou781 said:cuz i only am her bf in HER eyes....in my eyes, im just ****in her every time i see her....but she is nice so its all good.....im a player, deff not a nice guy when it comes to girls ever since i used to be different
I'll believe it when I see it. Any chance of a link to her elusive MySpace?skip2mylou781 said:this girl was perfect lookswise to me....and she wanted to go on a date....aka i had a chance to **** a perfect 10, and then she flaked....i dont care how many 8's or 9s i ****ed, i WANTED her sooooooooooo badly
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
You need to make things clear, instead of claiming something then having to backtrack and explain yourself. If she's not your girlfriend, don't claim otherwise.skip2mylou781 said:killacam - she thinks shes my gf cuz thats what i told her to keep her around, when to ME shes just a glorified **** buddy who i **** a few times a week who i do NOT take seriously, thats what i meant........as for the girls myspace, i can only imagine some faggot posting to her what im saying here (l777 for instance, or dreamxhenry) so im sorry i gotta keep her page private
w/e college is back in session, im gonna go find girls in my 2nd most favorite place - college parties!
KillaCam said:MySpace just owned you. Big time.
Allow me. This guy is full of s.hit, its been discussed and agreed upon by the majority in the past. If you look at his claims, you'll realise that theyr'e completely inconsistent,and when you call him out on this , he just starts typing **** and ****, obviously cos the guy's gutted that he's been caught out. Hope this helps.Call_Me_Daddy said:Sooooo.............. You got a GF, and you **** new girls every night, and you want to date a HB10 that you met on myspace....
WTF?
Anybody else care to explain? Or have I got it all wrong?
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Actually, you could just post the image locations without giving away the profile, like this. Not that I care if you do or not, just saying you technically can.skip2mylou781 said:i can only imagine some faggot posting to her what im saying here (l777 for instance, or dreamxhenry) so im sorry i gotta keep her page private
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: AHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! That's all he's got!!skip2mylou781 said:dude ur the only retard, along with maybe 3 others who think im full of shyt........get a ****in life u moron........ur better yet come to boston so i can kick ur dumb british ass
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.