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.
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.
lakeshore said:that may be true, but there has to be a trigger or catylist i would think
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.
no wonder you were so against me on the assault thread. You're a drug addict, LOLfertileTurtle said:I smoke lots of weed. I feel it almost every day.
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.
I personally have nothing against weed smokers, I used to be a daily smoker... One thing that always drove me insane is people who smoke weed and discuss topics like:Cr1msonKing said:A little ganja never hurt nobody.
With all due respect. You think that really had anything to do with it? The only people who know I smoke are the people I want to know. I hide it well. You wouldn't know I smoked if you knew me, unless I knew you were down with it. I also know of quite a few people in positions of power and even a couple of Judges and so many police officers and lawyers who smoke or are cool with it I can't even name them all.Wiesman44 said:no wonder you were so against me on the assault thread. You're a drug addict, LOL
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.
Wiesman44 said:Not at all. Read up on meditating. There's a lot of info there. I recommend everyone to meditate for at least 5 mins per day. Very good for you.
Oh yeah. I quit drinking too. I don't have anything wrong with me really. I think it was more in my head than anything else. I'm not against medicinal MJ, btw, but I really didn't have a good reason to use it every day like that.Bible_Belt said:I have something wrong with me that makes me sick almost every time I wake up. If I don't smoke I end up throwing up throughout the day
How's your stomach, though? I'm not trying to scare you, but that sounds like Crohn's disease, which is commonly self-medicated with mj. I have heard that Marinol is like eating a brownie. It's not easy to get prescribed, but it is at least legal.