Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
Ripping off a hooker who is too dumb to collect her fee is not what the rest of us here mean by "have sex for free."
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.
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.
I was only the 6th guy she's ever been with.She probably gave you 3 different STD's in return Bruv
Like many of the posts here, this is just a nonsense attempt at an insult.Ripping off a hooker who is too dumb to collect her fee is not what the rest of us here mean by "have sex for free."
Now you’re getting your groove back on again RTF…!Like many of the posts here, this is just a nonsense attempt at an insult.
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.
And you actually believed that bull sh*t. Maybe multiply that by 40 and you would be more accurate. You definitely need a reality check in all areas of your life, imaginary and real.I was only the 6th guy she's ever been with.
Because you think you are the smartest guy in the room and do not listen to those who know better. Instead you spew hostility and keep relying on the same old responses, little boy, no hot girls, show me this, show me that. Try listening for once and you actually might succeed in your social, business and general life . Ponder that for a moment before you talk crap about other posters.Why would I get worse over time, and not better?
Yep, success involves the ability to learn and not being stuck in a self destructive mindset…Because you think you are the smartest guy in the room and do not listen to those who know better. Instead you spew hostility and keep relying on the same old responses, little boy, no hot girls, show me this, show me that. Try listening for once and you actually might succeed in your social, business and general life . Ponder that for a moment before you talk crap about other posters.
So you're saying that you and Glass Boy know more about flipping houses than I do?Because you think you are the smartest guy in the room and do not listen to those who know better. Instead you spew hostility and keep relying on the same old responses, little boy, no hot girls, show me this, show me that. Try listening for once and you actually might succeed in your social, business and general life . Ponder that for a moment before you talk crap about other posters.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
You're right. A 19 year old girl who had to sneak over by lying to her parents that she was staying late at school has been with 240 guys.And you actually believed that bull sh*t. Maybe multiply that by 40 and you would be more accurate. You definitely need a reality check in all areas of your life, imaginary and real.
He gets in better form as his evening progresses …Ah yes, Richard shows his limited ability to have a normal conversation without reverting to his standard responses. You just proved my point quite well. Thank you.
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.
Probably sees it on TV…He is rather entertaining. And so easy to get him going with his bile. "Show me hot girls little boy, you know nothing, who are you, I am the lambo, house flipping king, been to prison, broke my back, I am so special, blah, blah, blah!
I don't own a TV.Probably sees it on TV…
RTF, you should join the last century. Many of us already have…I don't own a TV.
Shows how inaccurate all of your perceptions of me are.
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.