penkitten
Master Don Juan
name three people that have died from lack of sex....LostAndConfused said:In a depressing way the guy does have a point, life does revolve around sex.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
name three people that have died from lack of sex....LostAndConfused said:In a depressing way the guy does have a point, life does revolve around sex.
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.
i dont think anyone's died from it, but it could drive you crazy.penkitten said:name three people that have died from lack of sex....
He's alive!!p3n15 said:hh hhhhhhhhhh
penkitten said:what a waste!!!
i dont know what pisses me off more, the fact that you say you would contemplate killing yourself over sex or the fact that you want us to tell you how to go get laid.
the only advice that anyone on a message board can bring to you is, that you need to grab your own balls, find a way to raise your own confidence, figure out what you want to do with your life , and eventually stop being too scared of asking a chick out.
AND STOP BEING OBSESSED WITH SEX AND WOMEN.
the sex will come when it comes, your life is not supposed to revolve around it. make your life meaningful, by finding out who you are and what you stand for.
and who the heck is going to know if you have had sex or not?
how will anyone know?
who cares so much about your sex life, that the fact really matters?
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.
I think every one overreacted, this was most likely a troll, you don't remember the Pen15 Club joke?KarmaSutra said:As to why this thread has gone 5 pages so far and threads by Interceptor, Penkitten, Victory Unlimited and other bright stars from the heavens, have only garnered responses enough to fill a coffee cup?
What the fvck is wrong with you guys? We preach day and night about boy-men becoming TRUE men but lend time to gibberish such as this?
cheers!KarmaSutra said:As to why this thread has gone 5 pages so far and threads by Interceptor, Penkitten, Victory Unlimited and other bright stars from the heavens, have only garnered responses enough to fill a coffee cup?
What the fvck is wrong with you guys? We preach day and night about boy-men becoming TRUE men but lend time to gibberish such as this?
Pics or it didn't happen!ok im sitting here wiht the knife to my ****in neck and i am hesitating but seriosulyt wantto kill myself. i am only pushign it and its just scratching and made small cut but i just have to psuh it in and then pull it ******s to cut my throat. i knwo i have 6 days to go but want to cut it short becayue i am in pain and resentment. i have failed. i ont have any friends so i cant go out becasue ifi go out ill be a loseron his own and i dont deserve that at this point esp[cially where harldy anyone has that problem. i am sik of others havign a rich life and had it easy wiht women. i cant make friends because i was never taught growing up and shouldnt have to learn now. i want to go away from thgis and as for my parents **** them i didnt ask t o be born. i just wnat it to end right now.
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.