robrulesyou
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I haven't been here long but maybe i've made some wrong assumptions about this site. So thats why I made this thread because i was curious what your opinions are.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
so you have no problem using/hiring one? That's my question: Would YOU pay for one?TheNewGuy said:If it makes you happy, and doesn't make me unhappy, do whatever you want.
Ohhhh I thought you meant in general.robrulesyou said:so you have no problem using/hiring one? That's my question: Would YOU pay for one?
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.
I feel the same way, although I have no moral opposition to prostitution and think it should be legal.TheNewGuy said:I just can't imagine after opening my wallet and going "here". I'd rather work for it and know that she did it because she was attracted to me.
That's not the question people are responding to in your poll, keep that in mind. Personally, I would not hire a prositute, but I also feel like there is no problem with prostitution so I put "approve" as my answer.robrulesyou said:so you have no problem using/hiring one? That's my question: Would YOU pay for one?
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.
Actually YES THERE IS A DIFFERENCE. Maybe to you guys sex is just meaningless sex. But I'm not a teenager anymore and i dont just want sex for the sake of sex.DJDamage said:do you really believe that what you call "dating" is a whole lot different then modern "prostitution"??. In the end it all ends in sex.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Awesome analogy!RedPill said:But it's kind of like when a bum comes up to my windshield with a wadded up newpaper and a bottle of Windex - I hit the washer button to remind them that not only is it free, but it's a much better wash.
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.