So this chick sends me a message on POF (I havent been on that site for months and I dont have a public picture.) She says I sound cool and we should talk (Im thinkin shes a heffer or a grenade.) I say sure shoot me your # and I'll text you sometime. She says lets exchange pics first. Ok, I sent her some pics but they werent the greatest and I guess she couldnt see my face so well. So she says thats a tease and sends me a nice shot of her posing in her bra with a big smiley face covering her head (supernice body tho). I send her a couple of pics i dug out of me and some chicks. she says I'm hot and likes my cowboy hat and sends me a new pic. Ok this chick is totally hot. I've never really talked with a chick on these sites so I'm not really sure where to go from here. Any suggestions?
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
Hot chick hit me up on POF. Now I feel AFC
- Thread starter Towerdog
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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.
"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_stig
Senior Don Juan
Just a warning: POF = Flake city. Good luck tho!