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.
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.
If you really think that's what most women go "gaga" for, you need to grow up.ChrizZ said:THIS IS THE EXACT TYPE OF GUY THAT GIRLS GO GAGA OVER!
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.
Fukkin YAY-GA-BAHMS!DJDamage said:
Rollo's right fellows. Before I read any response threads, I looked that myspace over. That myspace is DJ.Rollo Tomassi said:Ah man, hating on the Guidos again? We all know damn well this guy turns it out with pornstars, and you could too if you tanned like an oompa loompa and had dragon ball Z hair.
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.
True but there is a difference between true confidence and someone that is going out of his way to advertise it. How much difference is he from a guy that advertising on myspace that he owns million dollars homes, a yacht and drives expensive sport cars?! is that confidence or showboating?! either way that will sure make women salivate.azanon said:Confidence is so rare these days, that women probably come to that guy like starving, mindless animals.
Yeah, the creator went out of his way to make this profile be the biggest douchebag ever, and I bet some chicks still want this guy. The dude in the pics must have pissed someone off.Jesus said:If you really think that's what most women go "gaga" for, you need to grow up.
Also, that profile is so f*cking obviously a joke you'd have to be retarded not to see it.
Youre a tard PERIODChrizZ said:I hate to say it, but that dude gets more a$$ than everyone on here combined.
THIS IS THE EXACT TYPE OF GUY THAT GIRLS GO GAGA OVER!
And AFCs get laid too, but they're still AFCs. Would you prefer the women that AFCs attract over the women Jerks attract?War Against Betaism said:It definitely works when it comes to getting women but he is still a douche, jerks get women but they are still douches.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.