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.
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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Be original, sit down, think, write down what she likes and dislikes, put some thought into it. I would recommend staying away from the flowers, dinner thing as you had said. I would also recommend thinking of this yourself, because you can say to yourself afterwards "I GOT her this great gift, I THOUGHT of this" not, "Wow, thanks to that one dude from sosuave.net".foxintehsnow said:
Ah, thats gonna be hard ive been trying to do that for the past few weeks and nothing really came to mind..aussiegoat55 said:
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.
I like the horseback riding idea but i don't know if theres anything like that around here and i defently don't know how to ride a dam horseZaraza said:
hum is there anyother kinda activityys that would be a good idea i can't really think of anything other then going to one of the big gocarting places in the GTA?Shes one I a numberous amounts of girls im with right now and ive only known her for like a month now...Rata Blanca said: