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.
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.
Gangster Of Love said:Everyone here rambling about a bunch of drama and getting all moral, yet Kerpal just stated a fact of life.
Everyone has HPV, has had it, or is about to have it; the only way of guaranteeing you wont is if you and your partner have never had sex with anybody else. There is no test for men, and even if there was, MOST people don't show symptoms.
Most people DO NOT develop warts, and most women who test positive for HPV on a pap smear test, eventually clear the virus to the point where it no longer keeps showing up on tests.
If you have had sex with anybody who's not a virgin, or has had sex with somebody else who is not a virgin, then you have been exposed to it and most likely gotten it. MOST WOMEN YOU HAVE SEX WITH HAVE IT, and DON'T KNOW THEY DO. The only reason this one mentioned it to the OP is because she actually knows she has/had it, due to a positive pap smear and/or warts, and actually had the decency to tell you about it, knowing you'd get all judgmental, even though YOU ALSO HAVE/HAD IT AT ONE POINT.
As somebody mentioned already, be glad it wasn't HIV, and more important, what the hell are you putting it in bareback?
There is a lot of good info on this site regarding hpv and other std's. Here's one post to help you relax a little, hopefully, and dude, wrap it, don't be a dumbass!
http://www.medhelp.org/posts/STDs/Qusstions-for-Dr-HHH-Please---HPV/show/1093766
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.
CantTouchMyStyle said::cuss: :cuss: and stuck my **** in your pvssy in the morning bareback.
And Chicks in the Ukraine don't have HPV @ all right Winston?BigJimbo said:HPV laughs in the face of safe sex! Date virgins or face the possibility that your "lesser half" will end up looking like the face of a 14 year old boy with acne. Seriously. HPV is no laughing matter.
The guys who don't think it is a big thing are the same dudes who enjoy thick older females who have kids. They tend to drive compact cars that have tires that are more expensive than the car itself! A good night is a single mother and pot. They like visiting New Orleans and Vegas. Love the bars that i.d. anything under 35. They define America in 2010. Not my style.
Bareback feels so much better.Pimp-sicle said:And who's fault is this????
You make it sound like you brought out an army to fight off her advances to go in raw dog.... hardly the case.
Be smart next time, you'll be fine.
PIMP
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.
He got HPV a long time ago, when he started having sex with non-virgins.SharinganUser said:So you got HPV? Almost everyone has it or is going to get it, as has been already stated. A buddy of mine(age 26) is fathering two kids with two different women, neither of whom he is in a relationship with. Think about that.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
:crackup: +1ChalengeGuyFan said:Dudes, dudes! Nearly everyone has HPV? Really?
Is this the conclusion of an American doctor who, as a result of his place of belonging, forgets that the world stretches beyond the borders of the US of A?
I recommend setting up a freakin' quarantine over your nation!
you might try it over the entire world.ChalengeGuyFan said:Dudes, dudes! Nearly everyone has HPV? Really?
Is this the conclusion of an American doctor who, as a result of his place of belonging, forgets that the world stretches beyond the borders of the US of A?
I recommend setting up a freakin' quarantine over your nation!
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.