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.
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.
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.
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.
Now here's a really stupid comment. If you don't care then don't post in my thread. Especially if you're gonna be a pr1ck about itVice said:Dude, who f*cking cares? I don't even know who this chick was.
Lets just say I wasn't exactly in the best of moods last night. Combine that with my pet peeve of how much attention celebrities get (me projecting my own need for attention onto others) and you get a nasty, emotional outburst. I should have just left it alone. I am sorry.TIC said:Now here's a really stupid comment. If you don't care then don't post in my thread. Especially if you're gonna be a pr1ck about it
You don't care. Why are you here complaining then? There's thousands of other threads yet you choose this one to whine in
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.
Why? all the other artists died at 27 too. It's called the "27 Club"Black Dog said:.........and now this #&$^%.....if only she was 28 years old.
Why go through any of that trouble? They dont need to distract people who dont care what they are doing. You really think too highly of your oppressors. They are not as powerful as you like to believe.Drdeee said:Tell you what I think.
I think this is similar to Michael Jackson death. Jackson death was used - it failed though - to slip through health care agenda.
Winehouse death is being used to slip in the white Al Qaeda agenda.
Both stories are like those blankets they use to put over a corpse to hide it from the public if you know what I mean.
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.