Okay its been a helluva while since ive been here.well got a new chick, bought a house(She was sorta pressing me) but i wanted to buy a house anyway so...,she moved in with me.mmm the 3rd morning she started crying, becoz she misses her mother.im like wtf?she says she got to get used to not living with her parents.is this normal?she never slept over ever and shes 21.
"So, What Do You Do for Fun?"
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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- Thread starter Jakes21
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"She's Out of Your League"
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.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
SandHawk
Master Don Juan
The answer is simple: You tell her to get the f*ck out of your house after making you a sandwich(We all know, kick a chick out of your house is so much easier on a full stomach), take her key(s) away and then delete her numbers and move on until you find another girl.
Problem solved.
Problem solved.
Young Juan
Senior Don Juan
Really? C'Mon Son! Getdafucouttaherewitdatbull****
Tell us what lessons you've learned first. Once we can see you've learned from this maybe we'll give you advice. Otherwise, the advice will be wasted
Tell us what lessons you've learned first. Once we can see you've learned from this maybe we'll give you advice. Otherwise, the advice will be wasted