SeymourCake
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You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
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.
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.
the alpha response is not to feed her ego. she's the same person either way. they're both responsible for their own actions.GettinMyMindRight said:So, is this behavior on a woman's part...
A) the man's fault for being so Beta/nice guy
OR
B) just a devious woman being who she is
I mean, can we honestly say that an Alpha male wouldn't eventualy get beaten down by an evil cvnt like this?
Both. Her fault for being a cunt and his for being a wussy beta who cries daily for three weeks straight over a 5/10 and can't stand up to her even though she looks like a stiff, Nazi-saluting breeze would knock her over.GettinMyMindRight said:So, is this behavior on a woman's part...
A) the man's fault for being so Beta/nice guy
OR
B) just a devious woman being who she is
I mean, can we honestly say that an Alpha male wouldn't eventualy get beaten down by an evil cvnt like this?
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.
My guess is this is fake, just from the way it is written.GettinMyMindRight said:A) the man's fault for being so Beta/nice guy
OR
B) just a devious woman being who she is
I mean, can we honestly say that an Alpha male wouldn't eventualy get beaten down by an evil cvnt like this?