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.
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.
surprised this wasn't posted earlier, but ya I knew about this about 5 hours agoProDJ26 said:
Good point, they did draw a little attention to the plight of the divorced father in that film. Maybe not a red pill movie, but maybe purplish.logicallefty said:Sad indeed. Love him in the movie Mrs. Doubtfire. I remember watching that thinking "how could a woman (Sally Fields) be so cold hearted to a man (Robin Williams).
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.
knew what was coming?samspade said:we all knew it was coming.
nanu nanusamspade said:My earliest memories of television include Mork & Mindy
heavy? he was no heavy, he was sy parrish, a shy lonely mild mannered depressed photo developer at savmart who became obsessed with a family, he made extra copies of their pictures, put them up on his wall, they became his fantasy family, he got fired by bill for doing that, he stalked them, then turned on them.samspade said:He was disturbing as the heavy in One Hour Photo
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.
*trollface*alpha fux dead beta bux