Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
To each their own. You can always use your right hand if you'd prefer. Or, if you're a switch hitter, be ambidextrous enough to use your left. Lol.I've been checking the 20's/30's type meetups locally, 40 minutes away and 2 hours away. The scene has literally completely dried up for attractive women. It's literally zero attractive women available through meetup in a 2 hour radius. It's completely cratered.
LOL, you just admitted you're fvcking fatties and UG's from meetup. "Taylor Swift" my ass...To each their own. You can always use your right hand if you'd prefer. Or, if you're a switch hitter, be ambidextrous enough to use your left. Lol.
Not quite, but believe what you like. If it makes you feel better saying so, have at it. I've never fvcked a fatty or a buttaface in my life. You're not my dad, and I believe I'm older than you dude.LOL, you just admitted you're fvcking fatties and UG's from meetup. "Taylor Swift" my ass...You are flat out delusional, son.
OK so the ugly girl from meetup flaked on you. Way to throw a tantrum like a 5 year old. That's embarrassing. A middle aged guy like you whining for attention. So much for being "so suave."Not quite, but believe what you like. If it makes you feel better saying so, have at it. I've never fvcked a fatty or a buttaface in my life. You're not my dad, and I believe I'm older than you dude.
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.
? What are you talking about? Who flaked? Do you have anything better to do aside from trolling?OK so the ugly girl from meetup flaked on you. Way to throw a tantrum like a 5 year old. That's embarrassing. A middle aged guy like you whining for attention. So much for being "so suave."
It went well. She was much more aggressive on our own w/o the group. Surprisingly, her latin friend didn't come. ;'(So what was the outcome???
Thanks for your two cents Randy. We were hanging with ourselves separated from the group last week, but again thanks for your input.No offesnce intended at all in this post.
But seriously? Ive been with a half dozen women from this particular grouping (that's more than the average Joe Bloggs beta male gets entirely in a lifetime, for some perspective). And I think I know it quite well
You aren't listening to sh1t.
It's not cold approach. You shouldn't overtly escalate a threesome in the group. And you should most definately isolate from the fvcking group for gods sakes.
I'm from Queens, NY. We're not known for much class.Such class.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Cheerio and good riddens!I'm from south east England, and your idea of "class" is a complete joke.
We don't normally play that game on the internet. I've read your stuff.
You are on ignore hitherto.
Not sure what's up your butt, but please, go away. You Brits, don't you call cigarettes fags? Thanks, but I don't smoke. That sh!t will kill you.Going to briefly respond to this fag. Wouldn't piss on him if he were on fire irl, but the internet makes for strange bedfellows.
Following the women around making indirect posts? Fag. Watch him do it.
Following whatever the typical craze is at whatever the time(whether it be poster or youtube personality)? Watch him do it,
Virtue snivelling white knight traits (making an entire thread out of a backhanded apology, and then capitalising off of class, I can link the posts if you want?}. Watch him do it.
Your card is marked following, regardless.
I dont think name calling is within the rules.Going to briefly respond to this fag. Wouldn't piss on him if he were on fire irl, but the internet makes for strange bedfellows.
Following the women around making indirect posts? Fag. Watch him do it.
Following whatever the typical craze is at whatever the time(whether it be poster or youtube personality)? Watch him do it,
Virtue snivelling white knight traits (making an entire thread out of a backhanded apology, and then capitalising off of class, I can link the posts if you want?}. Watch him do it.
Your card is marked following, regardless.