VashStampede
Don Juan
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I very much doubt they have cheerleaders in Mongolia. Im gonna guess you are from the states
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 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.
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.
Most of these girls you are encountering only have boyfriends when they meet you, meaning it is you who needs to improve and change the way you vibe with them, etc.mongolboy said:Aight so i met so many fcking hot girls that had boyfriends ofcourse.. but anywais i was wondering if anybody in here has an experience on how to do dis so maybe the can offer me some advice and for everybody else too! I THINK THIS IS A VERY ESSENTIAL POST !EVEN THOUGH IS KINA EVIL
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This makes sense except that the boyfriend might give the girl an ultimatum and that may lead her to stay away from you....LJC said:I suppose everyone has thier own way of doing it. For me, the BF destroying material doesn't just work the girl. It works the BF too. And, it doesn't make a BF just look a certain way, it actually makes him that way.
Jealousy is the kingpin of the process. He has to know I exist. The reason he has to know is because, as a man, he's going to know exactly what I'm trying to do. But of course, he's not going to have the proof. The only proof he has is that he knows I'm being very friendly and sociable to his GF for a particular reason, but in so far as the GF is (and I am) concerned, I'm just friendly and sociable. This is where the wedge starts.
When he tries to step in my way to stop me, he immediately becomes irrational to her, even though he's behaving in a completely rational way to me. She sees it as jealousy and insecurity, even though I know he's reacting justifiably, for good reason. All I have to do is pretend to struggle to understand why two people just being sociable is so threatening to him. The more he tries to stop it, the more he's going to f*ck it up for himself. He can even try to explian to her that I'm trying to steal her and she won't believe it, because I haven't given her a solid reason to believe it yet.
When you get a guy to this point, then whenever she goes out without him, he's going to want to know more about where she's going, what she's doing, who she's going to be with. Eventually, he actually becomes the jealous, insecure, controlling, a-hole jerk of a BF. I become her temporary escape to sanity through the process.
The deeper the wedge goes, the more I start to turn the get togethers into more date-like situations. I grab diner instead of a lunch, because I'm hungry. I invite her over to my place to watch a movie, because I'm bored....
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.