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.
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.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
On the contrary. She begging me to come back because she seen the error of her ways.user name said:would you let a paedophile babysit your child? even if he begged and vowed never to touch children again?
user name said:would you let a paedophile babysit your child? even if he begged, said he only did it once and vowed never to touch children again?
Oh go on. it was just the one time. I promise i won't do it again.mikey2012 said:NO I WOULDNT LET YOU babysit my child.
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.
The guy asked a legit question. Stop being a troll!user name said:Oh go on. it was just the one time. I promise i won't do it again.![]()
and i gave a legitimate answer. go play white knight elsewhere.thecreature said:The guy asked a legit question. Stop being a troll!
Go play with your kids then you AFC moron. I can smell your betaness a mile away.user name said:and i gave a legitimate answer. go play white knight elsewhere.
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.
I think the point of this comment is: You've seen someones true colors, they have shown you who they really are whether they be a cheater or a pederast. You cannot trust them again. So why would you take back a cheater?user name said:would you let a paedophile babysit your child? even if he begged, said he only did it once and vowed never to touch children again?
Don_Dom said:Don't do it.
Most men who cheat know they are cheating and that it is wrong, they just choose to do so anyway and live with their consciences. There have even been studies that show that there is even a possible genetic predisposition towards infidelity in men. I heard about this from a childhood friend I reconnected with a few years ago. His grandfather cheated, so did his dad and uncle and so did he. Screwed up every relationship he had until he made a conscioys effort not to. Now he's married and he hasn't cheated, but he says he has to make an effort not to. Bottom line, they know they have a problem.
Women who cheat, though, also have a need to feel good about it. It just simply can't be their fault. It's always your fault for doing or not doing something or the "relationship just wasnt working," otherwise she wouldn't have felt the need to throw a leg for some dude that made her taco tingle. They are chronic RATIONALIZERS, plain and simple, and those are the ones you gotta watch.
Those are the crazies....The psychos capable of anything and blaming it on some complete bull****. Like shotgun you in half because she thought you were "verbally abusive" or drown all 5 of your kids in the bathtub while you are at work because they overwhemed that day her or stab you 50 times and shoot you in the shower because you broke up with her or (my personal favorite) despite being one of the most highly educated, physically conditioned, and emotionally stress tested women on the planet, she might throw a knife, rope, a shovel, and a bag of lime in her trunk, and put on a diaper so she doesn't have to stop on the 12 hour drive to kill her astronaut collegue because she thinks you two might be having an affair. Those are all true stories.
I took back a cheater once and it ended badly with her cheating again. I got blamed, of course. And it was a waste of several years of my life. Given the big picture, I think I got off easy. If you take back a cheater, cheating on you again is the least of your possible worries, imo.
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.