Fenderules
Master Don Juan
yeah its soooo true. Lol all the nerds in highschool became the top later on.
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 asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
I think all girls brag to their friends about the guys that hit on them. That's just how they are.Originally posted by Don Juanabbe
So some cheerleader needs to feel better about herself by bragging to all her friends that a supposedly fat dude hit on her??
How pathetic is that?
Talk about a low self esteem. This girl is a pitiful example of a human being and I pity the poor f*ck who ever gets together with her. Talk about shallow.
I second that!Originally posted by Don Juanabbe
So some cheerleader needs to feel better about herself by bragging to all her friends that a supposedly fat dude hit on her??
How pathetic is that?
Talk about a low self esteem. This girl is a pitiful example of a human being and I pity the poor f*ck who ever gets together with her. Talk about shallow.
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.
Well said! I've witnessed this first hand time and time again. These girls get their asses kissed so much it is pathetic, and it is by guys they like. They only go for popularity in sports or what have you. You can be Bradd Pitt (seriously) but if you're not popular, you don't get a second look. It's called the princess syndrome.Women with no life experience + men kissing their asses no matter how they act + living in a world filled with objectification and superficiality = bad news
That's the stupidest advice I've ever heard. Just because you are happy with yourself doesn't mean you shouldn't improve, become better.#2: Do NOT change yourself in any way if YOU are happy with yourself.
Now, I don't know about you all, but when I saw the words, "I don't really feel a great deal of chemistry," I'm thinking, "So, that means it's time to leave, right?"Originally posted by trent423
...we talk for like 6 or 7 minutes but i don't really feel a great deal of chemistry, y'know? but i get her phone # and MSN screename (she said her email didn't work) anyways because from what i could tell she seemed to want to talk to me again.
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.