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
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.
ooooo I'm not a chubby bald midget who poses with a 6, however will I become a playahh like you? Teach me.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing 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.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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![]()