SOLDIERM16
Don Juan
or all us dj's could go down there and handle some business
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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Dude, I got your back. I'm from Philippines too. Where you located?Originally posted by DJ Alejandro
guys. im crushed.
something happened to the girl i like and casually know through heavy contact.
she being very much a headturner with the body and brains to go for and a party girl, was invited by her close guy friend who's been her classmate for 2 years now to his house for a drinking session.
since she trusted the guy and them being close, she went along with him.
turns out his friends were also there and they drugged her to sleep and after that, they took turns molesting her.
and when everything was over and the girl came into her senses, all she could do was just cry.
this news reached me when one of those guys who allegedly *did not* mOlest her [which i doubt he didnt] came through and spilled the beans to his close girl friend who happens to be a girl buddy of mine.
im really crushed and i dont know what to do. i might just go and kill those bastards tomorrow. im really hurting over what happened.
help me.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Simply put: we don't have a choice but to believe her.Originally posted by Superman X
Every single post in this thread has assumed that she was actually raped. You guys know for youself how girls will say things for drama and attention. If she has no PROOF of what happened, how can you just take her word at face value?
Now don't get me wrong, it's POSSIBLE that it could have actually happened. However, it's also possible that she got drunk and did some things she later regretted, or is just exercising her fictional skills. But given no evidence either way, you can't just convict the people she accused pre-emptively.
Wake up guys. It's this unwillingness to disbelieve false rape charges which allows them to perpetuate.
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.
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.
It will stop them from doing it again.Killing those ****ers won't do any good.
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.