Atom Smasher
Master Don Juan
Sadness, confusion and high-ish mileage.I am intrigued, could you please explain what you read in it?
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.
Sadness, confusion and high-ish mileage.I am intrigued, could you please explain what you read in it?
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.
Yeah but the irony is she probably bangs guys based on physical attraction where the way she is treated means little.this is all you need to know about her
""taking the queen to dinner tonight. Where should we go?" And literally that's all I want in a relationship... someone who feeds me and thinks I'm a queen."
at least she is honest about her princess syndrome and telling you, dont trust me to invest myself into you at all
Yeah I could see that 6.5 or so.. it depends on what pic you look at. I think her best one she can just make a 7. But as a guy wouldn't you bang 7s or higher? (6 or higher if you aren't getting routine pvssy)That girl is not a solid 7 bro. See this is what I mean about the numbers thing being so subjective.
This girl to me is a 6, very plain Jane. Yes I'd smash, would I go out and about town with her? No.
She looks like the typical drinks then back to mine for a bang chick I prey on in OLD.
That 6 is mainly made up of her juicy thighs and tits, her face leaves a lot to be desired, I prefer prettier women.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
you should see where I am from. This type of women would have lines of guys waiting to date her.She's a 5.5. Then again, what do you expect in Virginia.
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.
Your focus is off. You are missing the target. Get a life. Go get Bae. Let's cucks worry about it.
A woman can be very educated it means nothing. It doesn't make them smart.In terms of look, I will give her a 5 (i.e., average). Also, she has a Ph.D. which could be intimidating for many guys. I believe women who are overly educated tend to have practically no social skills. By having tattoos as well as wine glass picture, she is trying to break (or come across) not "un-social".
As others have said, if you are looking for some action go for it. It won't be surprising if she was looking for just the same as well.
I feel like you mean well, but your language is all beta and cucked. Nothing but keywords and sh1t.Your focus is off. You are missing the target. Get a life. Go get Bae. Let's cucks worry about it.
Her profile is typical nowadays. Women like you are describing are a rarity in the west. I've found less and less whites and even Latinas who cook. No, a microwave hungryman dinner doesn't count as cooking. Asians seem to cook. Well, at least they say they can. Meet half way? If you're more than 10 - 15 miles away, they pass. I knew of women who lived on the East Side of Manhattan that wouldn't come down to Midtown. Crazy..Can't women even meet men halfway anymore? How about "I want a man I can cook for, and who wants to take me out for dinner sometimes." You never see that, do you? And Mauser96 pointed out all of her red flags - ridiculous sense of entitlement across the board.
Some guys would say she can't be a 6/7 and be that entitled, but I wouldn't even bother with a 10 who talks like that. Attitude and personality mean a lot to me....looks matter a lot, too, but positivity and humility are key.
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.
Not for me. I hate tats.I’d rate her at least a 7/10. Def plate status for me. She’s probsbly got some crazy so.... I like them short and just a lil thick.
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.