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Don Juan
There's good karaoke 'singers'?iqqi said:Do you get ovations at Karaoke?
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.
There's good karaoke 'singers'?iqqi said:Do you get ovations at Karaoke?
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.
Of course, because I claim I can, Iqqi has to question itThe catch to this is, guys who THINK they can sing but can't are the opposite of sexy. Lol.
No, that would be Skid Row. I almost popped a nut trying to do 18 & Life.I thought you had to have your balls removed to sing that sh!t!
Sounds hot. :yes:Desdinova said:I have a crazy-ass range (around 3 octaves) so I'm happy enough with that. People are kinda blown away when they hear me do stuff like Neil Diamond, then go straight into Guns N Roses.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You must not be able to sing. I mean, why would a guy who sings good say that singing is gay? I tend to make fun of some impressive skills other guys have that I dont.Bible_Belt said:Yeah, the choir boys always got all the cute guys....I mean girls....no, I mean guys. Singing is fvcking gay.
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.