Purefilth
Master Don Juan
Congratulations on breakingR mate.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
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.
thanks a lot man,really appreciate the support.especially since all the people around me keep shouting "STAHP, STAHP lifting!!! you will catch AIDS! STAHP!"Krueg said:Don't worry about others switch, keep improving YOU! I do know what you mean though! Keep up the good work.
Pretty much. Look to others for inspiration and motivation, but only worry about your own progress.Krueg said:Don't worry about others switch, keep improving YOU! I do know what you mean though! Keep up the good work.
Are they mentally ill?switch said:thanks a lot man,really appreciate the support.especially since all the people around me keep shouting "STAHP, STAHP lifting!!! you will catch AIDS! STAHP!"
i pretty much think so.gotta blame the TV.:box:[S]alvatore said:Are they mentally ill?
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.
YET another dumbass asked me the same effing question today ..... i controlled my temper and asked him to "get an anal examination from the fat gym bunny."TheStig said:Man I really feel for ya switch, considering all the dumbassery you've gotta deal with, way to push on
the MANAGER of my gym is fat!switch said:YET another dumbass asked me the same effing question today ..... i controlled my temper and asked him to "get an anal examination from the fat gym bunny."
yes the gym bunny at my gym is FAT.how can a trainer be fat? lol :crackup:
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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.
Could you lay out the scenario? I'm curious nowswitch said:guys get this, some woman was arguing with me yesterday, and she was quoting TV shows to prove her point....LMAO
the level of retardation on this planet is just.....idk...... huge,i wonder if it has always been like this or its a recent turn of events.....
thanks a lot man.Espi said:Great job switch!
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.