SnowBlind77
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i was just wondering if any of you guys smoked weed. i used to.....ALOT. but for me it made me anti-social, and i didnt get any girls. anyone else find this?
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
it depends on where in Europe you are. I suggest going to a bar and talking to random people, first make some convo, then just ask where you can score some drugs.Exp said:Where do you buy weed? Like if you were walking around in town, would you be able to see how sells?
www.smokingwithstyle.com(start at chapter one, and you should be a pro by the end!)Exp said:I have never smoked weed and I'd like to try it. I know nothing about it, so maybe someone could give me the basics? Like how much to smoke, what to think of etc etc.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Hahahaha!lauke said:Pathetic. Relying on plants to get girls.
Weed is classified as a stimulant, depressant and hallucinogenic simultaneously. What do you expect from a government that puts cannabis on Schedule I and amphetamines/cocaine on Schedule II?Bible_Belt said:That actually makes sense. There's the psychological thrill of being a renegade. Chicks dig the bad boy. It probably also makes it difficult to keep up the ASD. But also, pot is a stimulant that increases heart rate. It should also thus increase blood flow, which could provide a physiological explanation in addition to the psychological.
But if a weed habit gets you arrested, keeps you from getting a better job, or keeps you broke from the expense, then these detriments would outweigh the positives.
Kush is pretty good, had it once. Little too much indica for me, but still fun.Bible_Belt said:og kush
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.