maranathaman
Master Don Juan
I agree with everything you guyz are saying.
Thanx for setting me straight!
Thanx for setting me straight!
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.
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.
That was very kind of hermaranathaman said:She also said that she would have no problem introducing me as her BF to her guyfriends.
RedPill said:Your challenges:
1. you spend "alot" of time talking to her, but you've never banged her
2. you're idealizing her as LTR material when she's talking about fukking other guys
3. you're getting sucked in and worked up by this woman's reality and contrivances
4. you don't seem to understand what the concept of platonic friends means in chick-world
5. you care (i.e. oneitis)
Alright, seriously... You mean to tell us you first found this forum back in June of 2000, have made 1,300+ posts here, and yet this is as far as you've evolved in your understanding of the sexes? Seven fukking years and this is where you're at in your personal progression? If I think about this any longer it's going to give me an aneurysm.
Scroll down to the bottom, click on the link that says "The DJ Bible" and get back to us.
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.