frivolousz21
Master Don Juan
ooooo I'm not a chubby bald midget who poses with a 6, however will I become a playahh like you? Teach me.
its funny that your insecure enuf to call me a chubby bald midget.
thats cute!
I think im ur man crush
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.
ooooo I'm not a chubby bald midget who poses with a 6, however will I become a playahh like you? Teach me.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
They make decafinated coffee for a reason y'know...Originally posted by Dysfunctional
The coffe thing is so true, especially when you've already had like 4-6 that day. My hands were shaking crazy but I didn't come off nervous sice I hid it well.
Yeah, I know. The one with caffeine's there for a reason tooOriginally posted by Francisco d'Anconia
They make decafinated coffee for a reason y'know...
I remember about a yr ago..when I was going on a date with someone I had a high IL in..I took some energy pills with caffiene and it made my freaking hands sweat from being nervous.
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.
Yeah, those shaky hands look good on 'ya.Originally posted by Dysfunctional
Yeah, I know. The one with caffeine's there for a reason too![]()