Patrick124
Master Don Juan
delete this, i was kinda drunk.
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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.
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.
Patrick124 said:I talked and jacked off thinking about this girl 2 weeks ago about. I'm a freshman in college, shes a senior so I already know I have no chance in hell because i am already putting her on high ground. I spit Division NAIA calibur game, because if I really had NCAA D1 game, she'd be sucking me off now . but tonight was the first time we followed through.
I had a date planned for earlier tonight, but her Crush's D!ck popped up and you know she had to take care of it. i let it slide because I have no other options. I go out, and and texts me telling me she's finishing her slerpie, and where is she? I was on my way home cause this going out stuff was cutting in my jack off/worship time, and she goes "i'll have my friend pick you up if you want. Just don't shake his hand, it's been in my ass" sure why not. I get picked up, meet her at the bar, I'm trying to flirt, and since i lost my fake i couldnt get myself drinks because i'm a loser. dammmit. So i ask her to get me n my jerky partner a drink. shes real drunk and basically fvcks it up, losses money n sh!t. I let it slide. My boy and I are leaving 2 mins before them and shes talkin to some 20+ guy, probably the guy who just got his hand out her ass and I just chill, i let her do her thing and watnot. I was ****blockin her from gusy all night and there is only so much **** you can block. Her friend loves me, the girl i'm after even tells me i cute or somethin. i'm alil drunk so i forget. but as i'm leaving i go "Ay M i'm out, i'll see u later." as shes talkin to some older guy..and i get a headnod "bye." now i'm straight p!ssed... because I left my lotion in her car and I have no othe roptions.
that was such a bullsh!t way to say goodbye and i'm jsut angry. we're supposed to go on a date next week and i dont even know how to react now.
tips? would oyu be angry? anyone?
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
backbreaker said:Fixed it for ya
seriously man... Grow up.
:yes:Last Man Standing said:Dayyyyyyum! I think BB just called you a "Chump"!
Patrick, don't be intimidated by older women - a few years from now they'll be begging you to marry them!!!