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.
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
:rockon: for running trains on b1tches! anotherAlphamale1821 said:16 years old me and my buddies ran a train on this biitch one of my friends knew. Never saw her again. It was some crazy **** because at first i had trouble getting up, so my buddies suggested putting crisco on me to get my self up. LOL being the goof troop kid i was back in those days i poured crisco all over my stomach down to my penis.
Definitely a priceless moment in my child hood. I've got so many stories of the goofy guy i used to be. It's quite funny to laugh at yourself from time to time![]()
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I was 31.Mulder138 said:I'm just curious to hear about guy's experiences and if it was good or a letdown or neither and if it was a gf, one night stand or whatever.
**** man. i hate javanese pplDongfu said:14
2 javanese 25 year old college girls in bali
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
God brings back memories of my old days...lol, this would've probably been the way I lost my virginity if it weren't for my friend. Basically a chick who liked me lived next door to my friend I was 12/13. I rang her doorbell and she came out in some booty shorts, I remember my friend pushing me in there and she closed the door. Were in the hallway and at first I was alittle scared to escalate. (lol) She says I'm the first guy to be in her house and not try anything, she grabs me dik. I tell her to take her bra off so I can see her breast. Then she said I have to doa quickie with her because her mom should be home soon. (It was crazy and fun)Alphamale1821 said:16 years old me and my buddies ran a train on this biitch one of my friends knew. Never saw her again. It was some crazy **** because at first i had trouble getting up, so my buddies suggested putting crisco on me to get my self up. LOL being the goof troop kid i was back in those days i poured crisco all over my stomach down to my penis.
Definitely a priceless moment in my child hood. I've got so many stories of the goofy guy i used to be. It's quite funny to laugh at yourself from time to time![]()
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You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.