Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.
I have a few gay friends, and am patient with them. But, yes, it's called a perversion for a reason. On the bright side, all the more options for us DJs.No one is born gay. It's a mental disorder. Something is wrong with there brains...
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Again, it's an open forum (absent pissing off the mods). So all kinds will be here. I couldn't care any less about sexual orientation.Yeah while this thread is kind of OT, it is still interesting to note how many people on this site openly bash gays and promote intolerance. The level of ignorance and fear mongering is honestly pathetic. Gotta love the ones claiming not to hate gays, but insist on taking theirs rights and promoting intolerance of them. Right. Replace "gays" with "blacks" in some of the posts and you'll see quite an eerie connection. Did we go back in time half a century?
The most surprising part is how very few have spoken up against the extreme bigots that have posted. Perhaps the silent majority disagree? Who knows. But it's definitely a sad state of affairs that has changed my overall perspective on the type of people here.
To the contrary, sometimes the ugly truth can heard by listening very closely.If you don't like them, ignore them. I do it all the time.
Don't forgot their faggot parades. There's children that see that sh!t. Unacceptable.I could care less what two men or women want to do to each other. It is their personal business. Live and let live as others have said...
However, I hate the gay culture... I dislike the flamboyancy of it, their pride events which are less about actual pride and more about some absurd fetishization and perversions. I dislike how they obnoxiously promote their sexuality. I dislike the degree of political correctness that they try to promote, which leads to a large-scale loss of free speech. I dislike that simple tolerance of homosexuality is not enough, instead you must give resounding approval and endorsement or elses one is a "redneck" or a "homophobe". Most of all, I dislike the victim mentality I see in 90%+ of homosexual people that I have met.
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.
What a joke. You can't even compare black people and gays in the context of this thread.Yeah while this thread is kind of OT, it is still interesting to note how many people on this site openly bash gays and promote intolerance. The level of ignorance and fear mongering is honestly pathetic. Gotta love the ones claiming not to hate gays, but insist on taking theirs rights and promoting intolerance of them. Right. Replace "gays" with "blacks" in some of the posts and you'll see quite an eerie connection. Did we go back in time half a century?
The most surprising part is how very few have spoken up against the extreme bigots that have posted. Perhaps the silent majority disagree? Who knows. But it's definitely a sad state of affairs that has changed my overall perspective on the type of people here.
I believe there are two types of gay people:Yes, do you understand the concept of nature?
You are part of the Canadian liberal party aren't you? Go tell JT and his army of retards that Canadian parents have had enough of this sh1t and we are pushing back starting with Manitoba and ending with YOU.Certainly an eye opener, to think that educating kids about "individuality and differences" is paramount to being evil and sinister.
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.
Of course because that is the only diversity that matters.But only diversity targeted at whites of course.
And if course whites being proud or looking out for the interests of their own ethnicity is wrong a bad. But when others to it, totally cool.Of course because that is the only diversity that matters.
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.