thegator39
Don Juan
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What's the worst they are going to do, run away? lol
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 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.
Okay. That's extremely weird.thegator39 said:I've had enough and am taking things into my own hands. I made a profile with a guy that's a better looking version of myself, wrote down the kind of things women want to hear, and will use my manipulation skills to seduce them via online, and meet a few of them in person and hope one doesn't care and likes "the real me." I can't help it that I was born a 6. Fat women do the same thing online.
thegator39 said:You weren't reading the part where I said there's nowhere to approach. And I've had enough of unsuccessfully talking to waitresses and the like.
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.
Eh. Not really. This is just something you're telling yourself.thegator39 said:I'm not ugly (6 ft, in shape, exercise, not an ugly face) and have been told as much by women online and real life. Most 6s want men out of their league and think because a guy has used them for sex makes them hotter than they really are.
Your "woe is me" attitude isn't going to accomplish anything. Instead of focusing on why you haven't hit the lottery, you aren't a top paid actor, or having constant sex with girls, focus on yourself; your brain, your body, your look, your social life. Focus on GIVING BACK to people. Focus on IMPROVING other people's lives. You haven't told us ONE THING about what you are good at or that you can TEACH a girl other than you really want to have sex with her.thegator39 said:I notice myself just getting angrier...not at anyone in particular, but the system...how it's built for the rich (or 10 percent) to get richer, and the rest of men left to date or marry UGs, fatties or 5s.
Not sure what life threatening depression is, there are people who have slept in bathroom floors at train stations with their sons having empty stomachs and have gone on to be millionaires. There are people who have been locked in dungeons for 20 years and raped repeatedly by their family member, got pregnant, and have been raped again and are trying to function normally now. Obviously you have a roof over your head, a computer and and internet connection you are paying for, so you can't be in that bad of shape.I've studied this sh*t for years, and have overcome life threatening depression and rock bottom self-esteem,
Again, you are so focused on YOU. Focus on OTHERS. Focus on WHAT YOU BRING to THEIR LIVES, how you can IMPROVE IT, make it BETTER.am tall, in shape, and not butt ugly...and what I do have to show for it...one girl that I didn't even have sex with and only met due to facebook, who left me because she wasn't over her ex who stole 4,000 dollars from her for his drug addiction.
My only hope is that I have sex and think "That was it? All of that obsession for that?"
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.
My advice right now is actually quite short. I have a whole laundry list for you, but you won't be able to get to that yet:thegator39 said:I've studied this sh*t for years, and have overcome life threatening depression and rock bottom self-esteem
See what you did there? You refused advice from someone who knows more than you because you "disagree" with him. If someone else here who is not a virgin disagrees with him, maybe they've got something to say.thegator39 said:DonJuan11, I've seen your "Sex is an exchange" theory all over the board and don't agree with it. Women have sex for their own recreation. They just want it with certain guys.
Amen.teacha said:...AND JUST READ THE BOOK OF POOK.
This is like talking to a brick wall.thegator39 said:If it took "learning game" to get laid, the world wouldn't exist. Most men are worse off than myself and have had sex. Most men are WBAFCs and have managed to have sex.
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.
Cape Verdeans? Geez, about as bad as being stuck in Southern California. You don't hunt for trophy Elk in the Sahara.thegator39 said:I'm not ugly (6 ft, in shape, exercise, not an ugly face) and have been told as much by women online and real life. Most 6s want men out of their league and think because a guy has used them for sex makes them hotter than they really are.
In my town, it's black people and cape verdeans breeding with other black people and cape verdeans.
thegator39 said:Loveshogun, you can continue the pop-psychology all you want, but you're in the same position as me...typing in a pick-up forum while other guys are busy in real life with women. And I don't want to hear made up lies about the women you pretend to get. At least I admit to being where I am and not a glorified KJ full of "man up" horse rubbish.
Wrong.thegator39 said:Loveshogun, you can continue the pop-psychology all you want, but you're in the same position as me...typing in a pick-up forum while other guys are busy in real life with women.
Too bad, you're gonna hear em. Not just from me, but from everyone.thegator39 said:And I don't want to hear made up lies about the women you pretend to get. At least I admit to being where I am and not a glorified KJ full of "man up" horse rubbish.
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.