"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.
"How to destroy a man in 30 days."
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"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
underoath777
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haha wow.
DMSR76
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I doubt that interaction lasts 30 days, unless the dude is a total simp.
bigjohnson
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I find it hilarious that this bitch admits that men do all the heavy lifting in the approach and driving the whole relationship and then has the temerity to say we're "lazy" because we have it "easy".
If I was a gambler I'd give 5:1 odds on the whole thing being an exercise in creative writing and that Brad is a figment of her imagination.
If I was a gambler I'd give 5:1 odds on the whole thing being an exercise in creative writing and that Brad is a figment of her imagination.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
BDude004
Don Juan
From reading the comments on the last entry, looks like it got on to the radio and the whole experiment imploded. Can't be sure, but she hasn't posted anything in 3 days now...
If this guy is real (which I sort of doubt), and from her description of him, I highly doubt she can actually do something to him that will "destroy" him. He sounds like a guy that has his s*** together and will not get horribly hurt if she tried to screw him over or "break his heart".
Unless she is planning to cut off his **** and throw it out of a moving car...
Unless she is planning to cut off his **** and throw it out of a moving car...