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.
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.
Ask her what are her plans for Valentines Day. Act like you are just making conversation. Be prepared to follow it up with a tentative idea if she says nothing is planned. Say "Hmmm. Pity." Then later on (a few hours, the next day) ask her out.Rebound Material said:
she's trying to be witty to maintain value so if you're having fun, just play along with the vibeRebound Material said:
I AGREE VERY MUCH! hahaha, I dunno I guess I somehow find a computer or laptop everywhere I go and end up on this site even when Im drunk. But anyways, thanks for the responses. I made some text rapport with her yesterday trying to lead up to the Valentines Date subject. I went old fashion and used a corny pick up line to break the ice.mongolboy said:LOL what a nooobjk im feelin you myan... is just ur imagination, quit gettin drunk motherfucer!
.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 a dumb pickup line . First of all never give compliments until she earns them ( deserves them ) .Rebound Material said:ME: Hey, did it hurt?
HER: Wth?
ME: Im asking you if it hurt sweety.
HER: What hurt?
ME: When you fell from heaven
Of course its a dumb pick up line! It was meant to be cliche and my god it worked. I didnt post the whole thing, but I took the compiment away later. Its how we joke.Daddy The Pimp said: