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.
I mean I’ve worried about that myself but so far I’m ok. Should definitely get tested after two weeks here tho.
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.
I understand that man, but usually when a girl is tossing ***** out, theres a reason behind it. Chicks with any class don't just offer themselves up on a platter. That would be a major red flag for me. I mean you gotta look out for your own health, herpes, aids and hep c are forever. Condoms aren't forcefields, you've gotta be choosey.
I think you may have some limiting beliefs there. I been with nothing but these types of girls. So far so good.
Out of curiousity, how dangerous would you rate your job?
I’m unemployed. Although I used to do door to door lead generation. And before that I was a home framer.
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.
Yes I agree. I’ve been a risk taker in my life. That definitely helps
It sounds to me that you are tying to force it before you become comfortable with a girl. I think taking more time in your case before sex happens might improve the quality of sex. Part of that comfort will be finding someone that you're compatible with and not just someone with a hole you can stick it in. My $.02
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.
Oh for sure. Unfortunately this is is exactly what I did in my early life and what contributed to my celibacy.
Yeah she’s cute. Face is a bit too square for my taste but I’d do her.
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 don’t mind trannies tbh. But they often have weird personalities.Don't sweat it, I do this too all my friends and EVERYONE falls for it.
One of my friends was almost frothing at the mouth, he watched it a couple times on the big screen, couldn't understand why my wife and I were ROFL.
Well... I think I may have found your issue.
They not my type. Just like women they gotta be super plastic for me to be turned on. But women turn me on even if they ugly apparently. :/
Boner killers by design
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.
