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.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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?
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.
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
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.
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?
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.
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
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.