Create Reality
Master Don Juan
she was wondering why you weren't grinding her. DUH 
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.
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.
This is true of when a woman accuses a man of that, and it is also, IMO, an IOI.Last Man Standing said:Hors are deviants and naturally, or rather unnaturally, think others, in the same environment, are the same as them!!
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.
They were interested in you, you were ignoring them, so it was their way of dealing with it.Analytic said:So I hit up the club tonight and probably had too much to drink and was dancing the night away, I think I was more interested in dancing then hunting for girls. I did dance with a couple girls and what not.
There was this 2 girls that was dancing, I wasn't trying to approuch them or anything... I was just dancing close to them, they turn around and kinda give each other a look and then asked me if am gay. I asked her why she thinks that but I could'n hear crap so I left, so now am a lil confuse as to why she would call me that. I had a lot of different rejection in the past but never being called Gay before. I wasnt dancing like a homo throwing my arms around haha if that's what you're thinking... then again... maybe.. am too drunk to know. Anyways, it was an interesting night.