PuroDeAgave
Don Juan
yea man good for you i just hope you stay off the ice.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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.
Were you trying to call the guy brainless?funketekun said:this is what a call brainless
Centaurion said:I can't believe this sh!t has 2000 views.
Anyways, both of us got tested, and we are std negative. I am keeping her around as a party-buddie/FB. She knows alot of the party crowd around here and hooks me up with whatever I need for a very very cheap price. I'm just not riding her bareback anymore.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Centaurion said:I can't believe this sh!t has 2000 views.
Anyways, both of us got tested, and we are std negative. I am keeping her around as a party-buddie/FB. She knows alot of the party crowd around here and hooks me up with whatever I need for a very very cheap price. I'm just not riding her bareback anymore.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
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.
Not really into drugs (AT ALL), but i'd love to spend couple of years care free living the life of sin.Centaurion said:Yeah I'm alive and everything is all dandy.
The 2 years I spent in Oz was the craziest time of my life. I left for Oz after a year in the army, since I felt like getting away from it all and because I wanted to live out my wildest fetishes (which I did btw). During those two years I let my common sense fly out the window and went on a binge, looking for that perfect high. I tried alot of stuff, did alot of stupid sh!t, nailed some incredible hot women and had a blast without a care in the world.
As all things have to come to an end, I realized one day that this wasn't the way I wanted my life to go. So one day I told my girlfriend that I was going out to get some beer, but instead I packed my bags and got on the first plane home, leaving Oz behind me for good. This was a year ago, I'm now studying law and kicking arse on campus. Life is good, I go out and grab the occasional beer, but I stay the hell away from drugs.
All in all, Oz was awesome and I feel like I've purged myself of all the crazy sh!t I always wanted to do.
Was this serious? If so how long had you been together with your girlfriend?So one day I told my girlfriend that I was going out to get some beer, but instead I packed my bags and got on the first plane home, leaving Oz behind me for good.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.