NSUballer
Senior Don Juan
hey i cheated inhigh school too, i didnt think it was too serious, maybe cuz i didnt really give a fvck. mater of fact im in college and i still cheat i mean bend the rules in my favor sometimes....
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
That's genius.I had a shytty boss, so I paid a prostitute to call his house and act as a mistress, his wife left him.
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.
Same here,but who cares. We are both young and should be focusing on our careers,then starting a family.T Money said:I have intimacy issues. Relationships have never worked out for me, they always end up with the girl losing interest.
Same here!!!! i'm freakin crazy....johnmich said:when a girl comes on to me i get scared and push her away, and i think its cos im worried about what people'll say.
Stupid but im fixing it.
~sex at age 5, my god, but it sounded like something kids do when they dont know what it means.
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 they defenitely come on to me. I don't ever PUSH anything unless they are willing. I'm the kind of guy that waits for her to make the first move, then I take it from there.Got a question for you T-Money.
Do you find that chicks come on to you more now? Rather than you persuing them... in intimate connections?
Wondering if your young experience set up a frame of such in your mind, and now it still plays itself out?
Learn what he does. Observe him like a hawk. Notices how he deals with different situations.Dark Haired Alpha said:OK, I have to tell someone and I don't want it to be my mom because I would feel like a complete pvssy.
There is an alpha in our class. He's the dominant one, the powerful personality type and I envy him. Actually, I rarely envy anyone, but I do envy him and it decreases my self-esteem and the ability to enjoy myself when he's around (which becomes a problem when he's in my class). I feel like a hater.
I noticed this thread is not going to be "therapy", but someone with similar experince, please help.
Damn, I feel like a wimp by writing this![]()
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
T Money said:This thread is for anything you have to confess that would make you feel better as a person. Things you are not necessarily proud of, but would like to get off your chest to clear you conscience a bit.
Know this:
We do NOT know you. We will NOT judge you based on what you confess.
This thread is for YOU only.
Each poster posts 1 confession, and if he/she feels like posting others, wait until a reply.
My first confession:
I had sex when I was 5.
Haha thats not tood bad, I slept with my roomates GF and he never found out, and i banged his sister, and he never found out...just call me a dirtbag.....Bat said:I met a hot chick at a local bar, I banged her that night in my apartment ... I got Hepatitis B. I was sick for like 3 months :nervous:
I am clean now![]()
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.