You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
im wondering the same thing lolUncharted said:Who cares how many likes she has on Facebook. Contact her, ask her out, if she says no, then you don't get her. Do you know this girl in real life (not online)?
TheLoner said:she has too many orbiters,
seems inpossible to get an HB8+ because
they will always fit into this category.
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.
Hmm, she didn't tell me that part in the message she sent me.plate's_empty said:Send her a pic of your dong then tell her "Yeah baby I want to pour honey all over your nipples and lick it up"
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.
turn off the lights and hide behind the couchTheLoner said:Help!. I have never gotten into a fight before in my life.
What do I do?
I have seen HB6's with 100 likes on their profile pic.TheLoner said:she has too many orbiters,
seems inpossible to get an HB8+ because
they will always fit into this category.
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.
You could tell them to stop being white knight fagg0ts as they have no chance with her.TheLoner said:HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just commented on an HB8's profile picture:
"wow you should retake this photo, looks kinda ugly"
and then a few guys commented after me and said "I was dead".
Some guy messaged my inbox and says, he knows who I am, where I live, and says he will be in the "Neighborhood" to "Fight me".
Help!. I have never gotten into a fight before in my life.
What do I do?
How to bang HB you see on facebookTheLoner said:she has too many orbiters,
seems inpossible to get an HB8+ because
they will always fit into this category.
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.