“The 22 Rules That Flip the Script With Women… And How You Can Use Them Tonight”

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.

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story 01:

this is something that was never resolved. i think it was two years ago. every now and then, going past this store in the shopping center down here, i'd see this pretty blonde who worked at the front of the store, check out counter girl. i knew her back at high school when i went and we'd often talk at lunch breaks, she wasn't in my class since she was younger than me.

anyway, back to the story...

she'd always check me out when i walked past her work, i'd often do the same. for a while i didn't do anything, until one day i walked in there, bought something... it went like this.

me: hey, did you use to go to (blah blah) high school?
her: yeah.
me: oh, do you remember me? my name is (blah).
her: yeah, i remember you.
me: how have you been? (smile)
her: good, you?

and so on. we talked for about three minutes. go to know each other again. i hadn't seen her for about two years by the way, cause i left school and that was last time i saw her until this happened.

while we were talking, she had a very big smile and she was blushing alot. i knew there was some attraction there.. or she was just a shy girl.

i gave her my goodbye and told her i'd see her around.

and so i did, the next time i saw her, maybe a week later while i was shopping, i saw her standing near the entrance holding out advertisement papers or something, handouts for people, ya know? so i approached her and it kinda went like this...

me: hey again!
her: oh hello.
me: what you doin'?
her: handing out these, (blah blah)
me: cool.

there was some talk here i don't remember. was a long time ago.

me: hey, do you get breaks?
her: yeah.
me: when do you have them?
her: well i have a lunch break at 1pm.
me: alright, how about i come back here and we can go grab something to eat together, catch up a little?
her: okay, sure.
me: great, then i'll see you at 1?
her: yep.
me: alright, see you then!

i head off home and return back at 1pm.

she isn't anywhere to be seen. i see some other girl at the front and i ask her: "excuse me, do you know where (blah) is?"

she says: "uhhh, i think she's out the back, hold on, i'll go see."

i think i also told her who i was so she'd tell the pretty blonde.

she comes back and tells me this:

her: hi. her boyfriend came to pick her up for lunch break. sorry.

me: oh alright, thanks.

that was it.

i saw her a couple weeks later and other times, i ignored her. she'd look at me every now and then, probably waiting for me to ask her why she never showed. i never spoke to her again. i just wanted to see if she had the guts to come tell me why she lied to me. but i soon got over her.

perhaps she was shy, perhaps she really had a bf. who knows? i don't. i'd like your opinions on this.



story 02:

this is going to make you laugh... i met another girl from the same place a few months later. a 16 year old brunette, i was 17 i think.

me and my two pals were outside the shopping center late at night talking about random things, (late night shopping on thursdays) - so anyway, there's this pretty brunette hanging near us leaning on a pole. seems she was waiting for someone.

my friends being the pu$$ies they are let the good oppurtunity slip, so i gave it a shot.

i approached her and it kinda went like this...

me: hello.
her: hey.
me: waiting for someone?
her: yeah, my dad is supposed to pick me up.
me: oh okay... i see you work at (blah blah) (smile on my face)

she still had her work uniform on. so i knew.

her: yeah, haha. i just finished.
me: cool. so...

and it was about a 10/15 minute conversation. can't remember.
but we got to know each other... music likes, what we did for a living, what we like, dislike, what our name was, blah blah. we exchanged numbers. she only had a home number. seemed like a really nice girl too.

anyway, i never called her being the lazy guy i am. however, i DID see her working one night, i approached her and said hello.
she seemed rather rude this time. i THINK if i remember right, i said, sorry i haven't called you, just been busy. she said it was okay, blah blah. and i don't remember how it got to this, but she told me she had a boyfriend. so me being the jealous man i was back then, i asked:

me: umm, won't that bother him if i call you?
her: no! why would he? i can talk to whoever i want.
me: oh okay, cool.... well i gotta go, see you later :)

never talked to her again. why was she snappy? because i didn't call her? did she really have a boyfriend? why did she not tell me the first night when we met?

i had a habit of quitting on girls when i heard the word "boyfriend". this was before i found this site and learned alot.


story 03:

a girl i had a crush on during high school, i was very shy at this stage, had low self esteem and didn't really like myself too much.
anyway, i just started to hang around the "cool" guys at school and got closer to her everyday. i'd talk to her often, but never made moves. she'd see me sometimes and run to me and hug me.
i liked her. but it was probably just a silly crush.

anyway, we had these dance classes and when i was dancing with her, it was a great feeling, she was an extremely hot blonde.
anyway, one day, there was a thing where we had to play the snowball dance. all guys on one side of the room, girls the other side. the teacher would choose a girl and dance with her for a minute or so and the girl would have to choose a guy to dance with her. when it was her turn, she came to me, grabbed my hand and we started to dance. i was very shocked and this was out of at least 20 other guys... and i was NOT cool, believe me. i was more of both, a bit of geeky a bit of cool. i was lost those days. didn't know myself. but yeah, i felt great... but i never did a thing about it. never asked her out, i was too scared.

anyway, after high school, i saw her at the shopping center, just last year (this was about two years after high school finished) - she walked past me and i stopped her and said hey. she was surprised to see me. we asked what we was doing with ourselves... boy did she look hotter than ever, she had just come back from the gym. she's a fit girl. she looked alot more mature too. she was in a rush, i could tell, so i let her go. and i never asked for the number. i was too scared. i was also with a friend. she paused for a few seconds too before she had to leave... that was probably my line to ask for the number. mind you, this is still before i found this site. that was the last time i saw her.

do you think she was interested in me? i seem to think so. or maybe she just saw me as a friend?

anyway, these three stories i have never had the answers to. maybe you guys can help me find them. i'd appreciate it.
 
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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.

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bleep bleep! sorry, just had to make this topic back on the top. that post took me a while to write. someone reply god damn it!
 

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Why does it matter?

Stop living in the past and move on.
 
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