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.
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.
You fail to understand ...Never heard of her. Reading the link, I gather she became a sex guru in the 1980s when she was +54yrs old. I fail to understand why anyone in his right mind would follow a +54yrs old twice divorced woman who isn't even physically attractive for advice about sex.
I guess this must be one of those 'only in America' things.
Given that we live in an era where way too many of us have mistaken expressing ourselves like Dale Harding
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.
Wow, Cuckoo's Nest, there's a movie you don't hear much about anymore.
There's a lot of first-rate movies which we only hear whispers of now, on account of a miniscule yet highly vocal and indomitable sliver of society deeming them either "Problematic", or(On the other end of the sociopolitical continuum) "Blue Pill". While I enjoyed a few of the early MCU flicks, barely* any Hollywood film made from '16-today boasts writing this memorable
I forgot that she was even alive until I saw this post. I had seen her in some media a few times as a teenager in the 1990s/early 2000s. Even then, I thought it was odd that an old lady was talking about sex so freely.
She was blunt and very matter of fact about sex. In those times it was taboo to talk about it. Funny to hear this grandma looking old lady talk about stuff people were doing anyway.Never heard of her. Reading the link, I gather she became a sex guru in the 1980s when she was +54yrs old. I fail to understand why anyone in his right mind would follow a +54yrs old twice divorced woman who isn't even physically attractive for advice about sex.
I guess this must be one of those 'only in America' things.
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.
I wonder how many lives she ruined? Lol
I love Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. Best movie I've seen in the last 10 years or so.
I don't remember her as being that degenerate, but your point is definitely valid.
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.
Shannen Doherty just rounded out the trio. The Deities will likely be giving us a respite for now
Wow, I'll have to torrent it now!
Better than "Joker"?
+ King of Comedy. But that was its intent I think.
If you're in the front row but looking back, you're in the last row.
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.
