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Master Don Juan
This is the most entertaining thread I've read in a while.
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.
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.
I got twelve weeks of window-shattering, backbreaking, neighbors-on-lawn-chairs-holding-up-scorecards-caliber nookie out of the deal and the breakup was a snap. What didn't work?Originally posted by jakethasnake
Why the hell would you ever date a Christian girl - especially if you're not into organized religion yourself?
Widely divergent interests. Just won't work.
I think there's also some jealousy because a Philistine is romping in their pea patch.Originally posted by Qualtran
I'm sure the "christian keyboard DJs" here won't be happy by this post, but for all you DJs actually interested in doing what god intended (hahaha), there is no reason to narrow down the playing field because of some religion!
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 elaborate a little??Turns out she is a total slave to the c0ck. One of the horniest, dirtiest little . . . I mean -- daaaamn. I could tell you stories all day.