SELF-MASTERY
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Would you allow your girl to go "around the world" on you?
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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Thanks BrianBrian20o2 said:lol
He means getting head while she sticks her fingers up your ass. Prostate orgasm...
Oh there are so many jokes in there but I'm going to bite my tongue...Vulpine said:...She was too rough, went too fast, and lube? Grr... what lube? :cuss:....
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
BLP, this post completely substantiates your handle. Keep it up!Bad_Lil'Pixie said:I have found it seems to be the "cherry on top" of a very nice bl0wjob.
It can have it's proper use, very wet, very shallow, and right on time, can make for a more powerful climax.
No glue on nails, no need to dig for gold, no surprises, just like any other activities, a foreplay or warm up in the general area can help prepare.
It is worth a try, it may add to your experience.
cant think of a user name said:Speaking from a purely hygiene-concerned point of view...
...isn't there some bacteria/germs that naturally live down THAT way, that aren't meant to like, go on your hands and spread to other parts of the body?![]()
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.
Forest through the trees, my man, forest through the trees.Skilla_Staz said:"God, this feels f*cked up. She's got her f*cking finger in my ass. How gay is this??"
Forest through the trees, my man, forest through the trees.DogFashionDisco said:...about how his friend got a rim job by some girl...
Dear god no.DogFashionDisco said:talk about dogs licking peanut butter off their ****s
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.