Poonani Maker
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How do YOU game the most reserved or "traditional" paranoid girls?
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.
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.
The majority of christian girls are among the biggest hypocrites you'll ever meet.Poonani Maker said:How do YOU game the most reserved or "traditional" paranoid girls?
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.
My ex girlfriend was Christian, church every Sunday, went to a Christian public school her whole life, all of that.Poonani Maker said:How do YOU game the most reserved or "traditional" paranoid girls?
I'm concerned with this one on that line of thought too. She may possess both of those traits. She is Very close with her Swedish girlfriend. I think quite a few Christians Are abject hypocrites in that the "daddies" of these families would turn a blind eye or overlook their daughter's possessing lesbian traits, because that way, no harm will ever come to his daughter by the KNOWN violent and aggressive male. We are labeled now, all throughout society, as despicable if we reside within ourselves, within our male-flesh-eating selves. We Should be carnivores but society tries to make all of us males weak little vegetarians.guywhoneedshelp said:Also towards the end of the relationship she started admitting she was really attracted to girls and she would make out with them all the time.
ONE NOTE - She was never able to reach orgasm, and I heard a strong Christian upbringing could have something to do with that.
Poonani Maker you must become a Christian boy, and become reserved and traditional paranoid boy.Poonani Maker said:How do YOU game the most reserved or "traditional" paranoid girls?
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.
Are you serious? Do you want to become involved with someone that manipulative, that cunning, that deceptive?Poonani Maker said:Ok, after church this morning, I think I know what's happening now. Her other friend - not the Swedish one - is misleading her about me in order to siphon off her interest in me. Her Friend is sabotaging her and my fragile relationship in order to get to me. I see the light now. She's looking at me with the doggie bowl eyes. She's also not 9, but 11 years younger than I am. I wasn't attracted to her friend, but since she's gotten herself all dolled up now, I'm becoming sucked in by her. She knows a good thing when she sees it, AND she knows how to stab her friend in the back to steal me from her. She's cunning quick and deceptive in that sense. And in that sense, she's more fit to be my wife if it should go there. To the victor goes the spoils - Me.
This is a wait n' see kinda thing but I'm seeing/feeling that head-over-heels look from this younger one. I could be wrong but I think I'm not.
I know her father too.
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.
Some women will backwards rationalize their sexual actions. They rarely accept liability for their actions and will blame others, claim they were drunk, whatever. Again, not the type of women you want to have anything serious with.War Against Betaism said:I haven't really dated those christian christian girls, but some of my friends did and got into their pants fairly easily. One of them who I thought was still a virgin is looked upon as the future of the church, is a sweetheart, has her own bible study group, though my friend already banged her. She always blames him afterwards every time they do it too. It proves that a woman's sexual drive is stronger than her religious beliefs.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.