noctorious
Don Juan
- Joined
- Feb 5, 2023
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- 28
Not enough
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.
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.
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.
58 now.I have 57
Haha dont you have a steady gf bro?58 now.
No not any moreHaha dont you have a steady gf bro?
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.
59 now (yes I’ll be using this thread to keep track)58 now.
I like to know the exact number, I’m big on details and specifics in my life. Why do you care so much that I want to track my bodycount? You talk about quality of sex and ego, you come across as a weirdo. I suggest you focus on your own life.Why track it so religiously though?
I'm almost 24 and despite being in a 4 years long relationship I ended recently im probably somewhere around 20-25 right now. Still, I never quite understood the concept of keeping the track of exact number, it always felt to me like to some people it's an ego thing "omg I'm so cool, my number is XYZ". Especially that, let's be honest, sex is very often of much higher quality in fwb-type relationships over hookups, and to maintain this type of relationship it also requires some skill. When you don't look like a zombie and have basic dancing skills, you can increase your number very quickly by nightgame. Still though - what's the point when the number doesn't really translate to actuall skills (if you use it to measure it per say)?
You turn around to attack me while I asked as I was genuinely curious, this is a discussion forum after all. What I wrote was not an attack on you - I asked a question and explained my personal reasoning behind it. Calm your assWhy do you care so much that I want to track my bodycount? You talk about quality of sex and ego, you come across as a weirdo. I suggest you focus on your own life.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I asked why you care so much about me and my bodycount, I called you a weirdo, you’ve failed to answer my question and my initial statement remains, focus on your own life.You turn around to attack me while I asked as I was genuinely curious, this is a discussion forum after all. What I wrote was not an attack on you - I asked a question and explained my personal reasoning behind it. Calm your ass
I think most people keep track of their count. Most normal guys don't tend to hit double digits anyways. I actually find it more interesting how you don't know the exact number of girls you've been with. I don't know how you could forget personallyYou turn around to attack me while I asked as I was genuinely curious, this is a discussion forum after all. What I wrote was not an attack on you - I asked a question and explained my personal reasoning behind it. Calm your ass
Of course he knows, he’s trying to troll me. 20-25 is not so high you can’t remember them. He’s 24, he remembers them clearly. He’s low iq.I think most people keep track of their count. Most normal guys don't tend to hit double digits anyways. I actually find it more interesting how you don't know the exact number of girls you've been with. I don't know how you could forget personally
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.