Sneevox
Senior Don Juan
SirFratserlot said:I'm already muscular. People often mistake me for a football player and I go to a sec school too.
That's not the point, though. Just keep going. Physically exhausting yourself makes you less horny.
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.
SirFratserlot said:I'm already muscular. People often mistake me for a football player and I go to a sec school too.
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.
You must be doing something wrong.SirFratserlot said:girls aren't attracted to me
foreverAFC said:also if you are someone who is always sitting behind a desk, you could carve a hole into your desk drawer and then line the hole with silicone gel, that way you could just fck your desk right there in front of your computer whenever you want
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.
I can't fix my skin tone or my personality broSneevox said:You must be doing something wrong.
Seriously... maybe stop "fixing" and start improving. That's helping me.
Oh, I would love to be with a woman, but I can not. American society has pretty much castrated the average black guy that does not follow the stereotype.Justin Time said:So let me get this "straight"
You need help w/ sexual frustration
You lack the motivation to get it from a woman
You don't wanna beat it...
..dude that leaves men and beasts..what are you trying to say? Come out with it already.
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.
SirFratserlot said:I can't fix my skin tone or my personality bro
Dude, fvck it. Seriously, get super good at fashion. Be incredibly fashion forward and call it "swag" and women will be all over you. They don't know the difference.SirFratserlot said:Oh, I would love to be with a woman, but I can not. American society has pretty much castrated the average black guy that does not follow the stereotype.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Well no ****, u think magically turning 30 is going to make me a girl master. No it is experience is what matters and it is impossible for me due to my skin color. Also, youre a product of your environment. In addition, dont tell me im not comfortable in my own skin when this whole site is trying to teach you to act like somebody you arent.foreverAFC said:OP's problem is insecurity and inability to be comfortable with himself, there is no quick fix, it takes a lot of time for some people to calm down and chill out enough to be truly comfortable in their own skin, im about to turn 30 and only now am i beginning to feel this, OP is nowhere near the right frame of mind to have regular relationships with women
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.