Fenderules
Master Don Juan
lol what a flash back........... hahaha man was thread lame.
lolz live and learn
lolz live and learn
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
I agree, went through the same phase. See most guys wouldn't have the balls to insult a girl, because of peer pressure and because they want the pvssy so damn bad. It's a double standard, b/c girls diss guys all the time.ScrewIt said:you made a good point. I remembe i went through the jerk phase on a female co-worker intern, altho she was there for only a short while. She had a bf and was somewhat an attn *****, very immature.
After that i realized my faults and found a balance.
I guess in the end, it's just a journey to find who you relaly are....and to mature throughout that process also.
Fenderules said:well i still got fear of approach bit its the same as an ugly chick so its barely anything, just a little fuzzyness in the stomach. lol i met this one chick who was really hot. All the guys were trying to hit her up but frankly i kinda found her anoying so i decided to neg hit her a bunch instead. I was actually trying to insult her to the point to where i would get slapped and it didnt work. I mean she was not happy that i was insulting her but i didnt give a ****. All the other guys are like "wtf did you just say". She took off her shoes and im like "phewww those feet stink" and when she lost her balance she is like "oo i guess im a little tipsy" and im naaa its prolly cause your naturally retarded. she looked at me and was like "uhhhhh yeah"
i dunno i said a bunch of **** and when she sat down i used her leg as foot rest. i wanted to see how far i could push it lol.
i found it liberating.
anyway this is her site.
http://web9.www.nexopia.com/profile.php?uid=269186
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.
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.