Desdinova
Master Don Juan
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I don't...I struggle to believe that women are that dumb but more power to you.
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.
I don't...I struggle to believe that women are that dumb but more power to you.
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.
I agree. I've done it to three or four different women, none of them dumb, and they took the hook, bait and the sinker. You've gotta finesse it - can't make it too obvious but you can structure just enough into the text to put that fly inside her skull and f*ck up her day, at least.I don't...
LOL...that line alone made the entire post worthwhile, and I'm sure made your day too. Nicely done.(after a day of no contact): Her: I guess we aren't friends anymore? :/
I only do it to the ones who set out to waste your time/try to make you an orbitor. That's a pretty toxic mindset that that particular woman has, IMO. Giving them a taste of their own medicine gives me hope that maybe they won't waste some of our brother's time in the future.This is another reason I don't use this kind of tactic. Why do I care about messing up her day? If you're doing that, I'd say you care too much. Besides, why should I want to? Just because it didn't work out between us? Childish.
If she were to send me a text like this, I wouldn't give a rat's one way or other. When it's time to move on, move on. There are other women out there.
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.
It's not about being dumb...it's a fact that the emotional brain is more powerful and will override the rational brain, so the point is when your words create a strong emotional reaction in the girl then her rational thinking brain that would filter those kind of game is taking a passenger seat and the emotional one is the one who is driving her actions and responses.I struggle to believe that women are that dumb but more power to you.
Of course it's childish, but it's the childish thrill that makes it fun. Like running through the sprinklers in your underpants.This is another reason I don't use this kind of tactic. Why do I care about messing up her day? If you're doing that, I'd say you care too much. Besides, why should I want to? Just because it didn't work out between us? Childish.
If she were to send me a text like this, I wouldn't give a rat's one way or other. When it's time to move on, move on. There are other women out there.
I agree. I wouldn't pull it every time, but I have a Tarantino-esque love of a good revenge plot, particularly when the victim so obviously deserves it. I feel like the "Dexter" of trifling hoe's when I am able to pull it off. Street justice.I only do it to the ones who set out to waste your time/try to make you an orbitor. That's a pretty toxic mindset that that particular woman has, IMO. Giving them a taste of their own medicine gives me hope that maybe they won't waste some of our brother's time in the future.
I delete and remove them on social media platforms AFTER they see I'm getting hit up by a new chick. It's gold.You're better off posting something on Social Media because, obviously, the girl in question is going to see it.
Anything for pictures with other girls, even just random girls you meet somewhere, to small text exchanges.
I delete numbers fast but I don't generally remove them on social media platforms.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
And this is kind of the same thing really, as the fake wrong number text followed by silence. It's just the visual version. Leave them up there long enough to see that you're happily draped in women, and then pull the curtain and lock the door. If you allow them to keep looking, eventually they will desensitize and get over it. You show them just enough to plant the worst fear seed in their heads, and then go dark. Their imaginations will do the rest and be far more self-torturous and sadistic to them than your pics could ever be. Street justice...lolI delete and remove them on social media platforms AFTER they see I'm getting hit up by a new chick. It's gold.