Pierce Manhammer
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Let it go, James Bay
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
"The Hunter" is an awesome song.Easily the most underrated rock/metal band of the 80s.
You can add:
Kiss of Death--about getting AIDS
Tooth and Nail--"Crushed all the hopes and the dreams we once had just to watch them fall"
The Hunter--"Searching for the things that I might never find....again"
Prisoner-- "chained by love!"
Heaven Sent--"but baby you're not the one!"
So Many Tears--"like so many things, we were lost forever"
Their entire catalog is almost exclusively FU b*itch songs.
Back for the Attack was an awesome album 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.
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.
I walk the same discipline. lick my wounds real quick and keep moving. like pac said "MOB" money over b!tchesWhen I experience a loss, I don't like to listen to sad sh!t. Instead I listen to hustle music and motivational stuff. Songs that remind me that b!tches ain't **** and I need to focus on building my empire. Big Sean, Drake.. etc. If I actually am genuinely depressed, I try to focus the sadness into anger, and put on some brutal death metal or something.. and then I go work out. Sitting around sulking accomplishes nothing.
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.
I don't know where the members of Dokken met women. That band had a lot of songs about getting wronged by women on their two biggest albums "Tooth and Nail" and "Under Lock and Key"
Dokken's 2 biggest albums were "Tooth and Nail" (1984) and "Under Lock and Key" (1985).Easily the most underrated rock/metal band of the 80s.
Their entire catalog is almost exclusively FU b*itch songs.
Pink Floyd has some great break-up classics. "Mother" is a classic post-breakup feel good song. "Brain Damage" is also great:I don't really know about breakups, but at the moment I feel terrible, horrible and have a broken heart. At the same time I discovered Pink Floyd and the more I listen to it the better I feel.
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.