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.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Troll trying to stir up controversy...AdiffrentTypeOfGirl said:well what about bruno mars and i have to say that i love bruno mars because of his music his voice it makes me happy yes i have cried when i went to a concert played his new single all day but that doesnt mean i have low self esteem or make me a slut of anything else....
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Yep same here, I really wish more people were like this.crossedup said:Really happy I got rid of facebook. Life is good.
Maybe one day these young women that I have been sadly acquainted with will one day learn that people aren't TV perfect. The x number of years I have felt inadequate as a man, and subsequently depressed that I have felt ill, is countless. I wouldn't know a positivity in life if it hit me.Mike32ct said:It's a very tough game for a lot of guys. That's why I mentioned in the 99% percent rejection thread how a 1 percent success rate or even less is common.
But despite being cynical, I'm still hopeful that I will eventually meet the right person. She might be one out of 400. That's ok.
Don't chase women or give a F what shallow shyte comes out if their mouths. The ones that truly matter and are truly worth it are rare.
If every female was exactly the same, as sure as I'm sitting here, I would be a 37 yo virgin.
I'm working during the day and having fun learning dance at night. If I meet that ultra rare special female that is attracted to me AND "gets me," great. If I don't, F it. I'll just live my life and score once in a while with Ms. Anamoly.
So take this stuff for what it is, but please don't worry about it too much.
LOLcrossedup said:Social media is just bullsh*t. Everyone on there pretends to be happy all the time to impress their friends and even strangers. They all want to be someone else and are clearly not comfortable being who they are. People would kill themselves if facebook was permanently deleted I swear it. Damn people don't know how to talk in real life and their 'friends' are fake idiot hoebags.
Really happy I got rid of facebook. Life is good. I have found life has improved drastically for me since I left celebrities behind. Yeah, I'm a little lost in those stupid new tv show and beyonce convos, but I don't give a sh*t. Let them talk about other people and surround yourself with cool real life people.
Never tried twitter, myspace, whatever other dumb sh*t they have out there. And wtf is instagram?
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.