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Don Juan
mrruckus i hear you i kinda lost it after the breakup and let my emotions get the best of me, trying to stoop to her level and play those little games. rather mebarassing looking back.
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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
The average person is somewhat masochistic. Even though logically they know that there is a good chance of them getting even more bad feeling by not cutting the ties, they can't help but watch in hopes that they can get a glimpse of some carnage. Kinda like drivers who slow down to stare at a car wreck.docv said:...one thing that stumps me is why she would check up on me on AIM instead of just blocking me. shes a strange one, thats for sure.
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.
The sweetest revenge is showing them that you have moved on.docv said:francisco - thats an interesting perspective. unfortunately for her shes the one in the wreck right now and she has had a rude awakening hearing and finding out that i am A-OK and hanging with a new chic.![]()
JESUS!woods said:Anybody else here heard this one???
(chick broke my heart, for another guy, we were still living together, I was going INSANE)
Her: "can I borrow 50 bucks so I can get my birth control this month?"
I can laugh about it now, but I dont even remeber how I responded, but it wasnt pretty.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Like Samuel Jackson's character in Jackie Brown said:Francisco d'Anconia said:Women are notorious for being predictable in being unpredictable in their actions; however their underlying reason for doing so remains predictable. You've been through this song and dance before so you shouldn't be surprised at why she'll do whatever she does next. Don't waste energy worrying about exactly what she will do, just be ready to understand why.
You like that one? I dont think I've ever been kicked in the balls as hard as that!!!!ThunderMaverick said:JESUS!
Good one!insomniac said:Like Samuel Jackson's character in Jackie Brown said:
"You can't trust Melanie, but you can trust Melanie to be Melanie."
Docs said:Hmmm, our usernames are alike
She ignored you to give herself validation that it's your fault. Slowly, she's going to find out that it's not your fault, that she walked out and discovered that she's in a world of hurt. Namely..she's going to try to get ahold of you somehow...
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.
DJDamage said:Thank your blessing that you were able to get out of this mess. This situation could have been much worse, some women like this one are just like blood sucking leeches, she could have hung on to you and cleaned your bank account underneath your nose and walked out of your life.
I don't even understand why you were financing her car, if she can't do it on her own then she doesn't deserve to own a car. By giving her money you end up teaching the woman that she can use you like her personal ATM machine. Lucky you didn't get married and have kids because I could see a vampire like her getting pregnant just so you will pay her child support for 20 years.
I wouldn't be surprise if this woman comes crawling back to you since it was a bad investment on her part to dump you and now she is paying for it through the nose. You got rid of a bad apple, now go and find good one's.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.