spesmilitis
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Thread title says it all
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
Probably keratosis pilaris. Lots of people have it.My Name is Nobody said:I dated this one girl with red pimple like things all over her legs and some on her upper arms. None on the genital area.
They weren't pimples but red spots the size of a pimple.
What the hell were they?
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 don't think that was it. They were not in bunches like that. They were dark red spots like a pimple but they looked flat and they were spaced out couple inches apart.. and I think they left some scars too. They looked like permanent chicken pox.simon said:Probably keratosis pilaris. Lots of people have it.
You don't, you run in the other direction, why take a chance? Seriously though, the only way is to take her to the doctor and have one of them tested.spesmilitis said:How do I tell the difference between someone with herpes and pimples?
MacAvoy said:You don't, you run in the other direction, why take a chance? Seriously though, the only way is to take her to the doctor and have one of them tested.
I had one pimple on my d1ck when I was 18, I was worried as fvck, went to the doctor, he didn't even look at it, he said it was probably a pimple. I think I only ever had sex with 1 girl at that point.
I've never had another on my penis since but I had bad acne back then. I do get the odd one in my pubic hair though.
Gangster Of Love said:People usually don't get pimples in their genital area. That is the difference.
Bible_Belt said:Herpes is not pimples; it is tiny blisters that hurt. Herpes blisters look like poison ivy, a clump of tiny, painful, itchy, fluid-filled blisters. The fluid is clear, not white like a pimple.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
perhaps eczema?My Name is Nobody said:I dated this one girl with red pimple like things all over her legs and some on her upper arms. None on the genital area.
They weren't pimples but red spots the size of a pimple.
What the hell were they?
LostAndConfused said:perhaps eczema?
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.