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.
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.
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.
you want to make it obvious...you want her to know you're interested which gives her the opportunity to tell you indirectly whether or not she's interested...Jokerlsk said:Hahaha well, I don't want to make it seem to obvious man. I think she likes me because i don't shower her w/ attention. I think i'll just make her sit w/ my and my bros haha.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Fail. Don't post misinformation.f283000 said:dude are you FN kidding me? you want us to teach you how to text? here let me answer your question with 1 simple answer
DON'T TEXT!!!! if you want to be a woman's friend you text her, if you want to be her lover you FN talk to her face to face, got it?
texting, myspace, emails, these are ways you get into the friend zone. Sure you can send her a couple texts....TO SET UP A DATE SOON AFTER YOU MEET HER! if you do well and shes your gf than thats the end of txting.
other than that text messaging should be kept for friends, not girls you're trying to dig out.