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.
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.
Agreed....when are people gonna learn "Think For Yourself, Question Authority"Originally posted by So Many Ways
Easy. Forget the religious nutjob and find a woman who hasn't been brainwashed by religious programming.
I had a broad pull that born-again virgin crap on me and I just walked away. You don't want to deal with that.
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.
Yes, finally somebody who responded that "gets it." Francisco d'A gets what's going on. Don't judge girls on what they tell you, judge them based on what they do. With that being said, you are probably wondering, "why would she grind and involve me in heavy petting if shes was that religious?" There is a long explanation to that, but let me give you the short answer first. That was the easiest scapegoat, it will always work when trying to get rid of somebody quick and without having to explain it throughly. This is not the first or last time she's done this.Originally posted by Francisco d'Anconia
RELIGION:The Universal scapegoat...
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.
Bravo, well said...Originally posted by Gangster Of Love
Yes, finally somebody who responded that "gets it." Francisco d'A gets what's going on. Don't judge girls on what they tell you, judge them based on what they do. With that being said, you are probably wondering, "why would she grind and involve me in heavy petting if shes was that religious?" There is a long explanation to that, but let me give you the short answer first. That was the easiest scapegoat, it will always work when trying to get rid of somebody quick and without having to explain it throughly. This is not the first or last time she's done this.
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In summary, this had a lot less to do with the title of the thread, and more to do with being way too agressive way too early, at the wrong place.
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.
Originally posted by St_Joey
Lan, Gangster, Francis --
Any chance of salvaging this one?
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.