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.
See when the truth hurts the only thing your left at is personal attacks.
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.
Of course men are deceptive (which wasn't the topic of the thread but who remembers what it was originally anyway). But the only thing that we do on a daily basis is putting a toupee on our head and sucking in our guts when a HB walks by; most of us don't do the war paint thing. Understand that men do not operate on physically deceiving women by embellishing our looks, we deflect by attempting to convince women to focus on what we have. Big difference.
huh BECAUSE THEY HAVE TITS AND WE DON'T... DUH!!!!
Yeah, and???? It's the same AP article that I linked in the initial thread. And speaking of shallow, I want to resurrect another enjoyable thread...
So why do you have a problem with a woman getting a face transplant because a dog ripped hers off?
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.
I was reffering to the title of the thread dipsh!t liar, I didnt even click his link. And even if I did, like Francisco said ..."Yeah and?"
When did I say that I had a problem with reconstructive surgery? :woo:Originally posted by diplomatic_lies
So why do you have a problem with a woman getting a face transplant because a dog ripped hers off?
Admit it, you've been rolled several times, which is why you changed the topic
Who said that would be considered shallow????
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.
Ever hear of PAPER BAGS!?
alicorn said something on page 2 suggesting someone thought it was shallow or whatever, and honestly shallow or not, if a dog ripped my face off, id do whatever i finanically could to see that i got a new face, so people wouldnt run when they saw me coming.Originally posted by Francisco d'Anconia
Who said that would be considered shallow????
I can't help "other people's" misinterpretations, ehem ASSUMPTIONS. Plus, wouldn't it be easier to ask for clarification? Nah, it's easier just to pass judgment and blame the other person...
Don't get your knickers in a twist Cletis...I wasn't the one jumping on you for the tone...I was just pointing out why some others were.
Thanks doll but I'm a big boy and I handle my own. And for the sake of saying, it seems like the other guys needed your help more so because they were the ones getting upset, y'know stooping to name calling and everything.
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.
Wow, it's pretty apparent that you got your knickers clammy through the discussion. I'm glad to see that I have such an effect on you. Keep doing whatever you need to do to keep me in your dreams....
No terms of endearment allowed spoken to me in this forum. Good God it sounds like you're flirting with me. You must pretend I have a penis here...Originally posted by Francisco d'Anconia
Thanks doll but I'm a big boy and I handle my own. And for the sake of saying, it seems like the other guys needed your help more so because they were the ones getting upset, y'know stooping to name calling and everything.
Some people just wear their principles on their sleeve and feel that they have to prove their justification is correct by attempting to prove the other person wrong. Hey, whatever they need to get them through the day. I'm just amused by it all...
It's your story...I'll let you tell it.Originally posted by Francisco d'Anconia
Wow, it's pretty apparent that you got your knickers clammy through the discussion. I'm glad to see that I have such an effect on you. Keep doing whatever you need to do to keep me in your dreams....
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You dream every night, you only remember the nightmares.
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.