:crackup:walletjes said:amsterdam?![]()
Or maybe some typical English nightclub...same quality women, but cheaper!
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.
:crackup:walletjes said:amsterdam?![]()
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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Serialized3 said:Allright fellas, I've had enough of reading useless posts like some chick whining about how to get some guy to fall in love with her (hint: show up to his house naked with some beer) or some stupid kid's guesswork on evolutionary biology, this one is for the men who go out into the field and game the ladies and get results.
What's your count so far this month? And how did you do it?
I'll go first. My count so far this month is 3. One each week.
1. E was a little hottie from my softball team. Easily an 8. We were always friendly but I could tell she liked me. We hung out a couple times before I decided to go in for the kill. I planned for us to go to the batting cages one day, but they were closed. So I told her we were renting a movie and going back to her house. Pretty soon one thing led to another and I was all cuddled up with her. I used some cold-reading to get into her head (she was saying stuff like "I feel like I've known you all my life") and building emotional connections. Started off with soft little kisses, built up excitment, and didn't even have any LMR.
Unfortunately she freaked out the next morning and told me she was dating some other guy, and she didn't want to be guilted with seeing 2 guys at once. I sort of wanted an LTR with her but that's just the way it is.
2. K is one of my friends. About a 7 but too much makeup. We got really close one night and one thing led to another. Just more proof to all you chodes that you can easily hook up with your female friends. The key to it is to be confident, and make her attracted to you. I'll probably hook up with her more in the future, but she's got a cold right now.
3. J is some chick from work. Also a 7. I could tell she always liked me, so one night after a party I just invited her back to my house. I did some cold reading and sort of figured her out (even though in retrospect I probably didn't need to, but I'm genuinely interested in people) and I just told her to "lie down with me now" which she did, which led to cuddling, which led to kissing, which led to getting it ON. I think we'll hook up again.
So what's the best YOU got?
BMW said:
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.