Tweek_1984
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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.
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.
Yes. To be fair mate if she doesn't mind it then it's none of your business.Then I thought I should make a deal about it with my gf, but it's not her that brought it up and I'm worried she'd start to think I'm being way too paranoid, am I?
Thanks. We do right now, yes but our relationship has been a bit of a rocky ride so far. Us moving in together is definately going to be an acid test for our future.voodoolover said:Good luck with the move dude, do the two of you get on well?
Rocky how?has been a bit of a rocky ride so far.
But maybe I should just keep shtum and see whether the living together works or not and base things upon that.voodoolover said:Rocky how?
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.
How did you find out?It came to a head when she made out with some other dude in february
She called me the morning after and confessed.voodoolover said:How did you find out?
I guess that's something, she could have just never told you.She called me the morning after and confessed.
Yep, it's a gamble, I know. We've both agreed to trial it for the first semester and if things don't work out, I'll move out at christmas.voodoolover said:I guess that's something, she could have just never told you.
I get where you're coming from though, things can build up, right? And suddenly every little problem makes you wanna run a mile.
It's a big risk you're taking mate, moving in with a girl you don't 100% trust, especially when it's been purely long distance up to this point. If you were asking for my advice I'd say move into student accommodation when you get over there, at least to start with. Then you can see how it works out when the two of you see each other every day, and take it from there. But as you weren't looking for advice on this matter, I'll mind my own business.
Best of luck with it man.
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.
Sounds like a plan.We've both agreed to trial it for the first semester and if things don't work out, I'll move out at christmas.
Haha... I've been there too.I think the main problem I have with her now, isn't trust, but mainly that I dislike most of her friends.
Definitely. There will be highs and lows dude, you can guarantee that.But, hey, even if it doesn't work out, it'll be an experience, right?
That thread was a headache, it quickly turned into a keyboard jockey's wet dream.baller1985 said:its this guy!!!
Not helpful.this shyt here is about the same girl, dont ****in ask for more advice when u got it all in that prior thread!!
Tweek_1984 said:That thread was a headache, it quickly turned into a keyboard jockey's wet dream.
Now I'm asking for advice for a new situation. This isa dating forum where guys come for advice isn't it?
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You're a freakin' genius, RolloRollo Tomassi said:. Putting your name on that lease with her (even if it's just your name) is akin to signing an insurance polcy for her - "I the undersigned promise not to fukk any woman but this girl for a one year term." She thinks, "if he wasn't serious about me, he wouldn't have signed the .
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.