HumbleNinja
Banned
I'm a LOUD and PROUD BETA. WTF are YOU going to do about it? :cuss: :cheer:
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.
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.
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.
I know.HumbleNinja said:I'm a LOUD and PROUD BETA.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
LOL Exactly! Be a Beta BOSS.zekko said:By mid year 2014 all guys will read seduction forums and be fully practicing alphas. You'll have to be beta to set yourself apart![]()
papawapa said:my actions last night have me firmly cemented as a beta forever...
Booked a room with a view at a swanky downtown hotel. Had flowers delivered, spread rose petals in the shape of a heart on the bed. Took her to dinner. I paid for everything.
She swore we werent going to have secks. We banged for hours. She was enamoured with the size of my rod. She couldnt believe how wet she was. Told me I have a magic stick, that I fook like a porn star. She is now forever putty in my hands.
But yeah, im beta as can be cuz I spent money...
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.
good for you manHumbleNinja said:I'm a LOUD and PROUD BETA. WTF are YOU going to do about it? :cuss: :cheer:
This.Arthy said:How old are you guys? I have a feeling like im on a justin beabers forum.
You must have a lot of experience on Justin Biebers forum.Arthy said:How old are you guys? I have a feeling like im on a justin beabers forum.
This is coming from a "mature man" who uses a pair of t1ts as his username. LMAO( . )( . ) said:This.
Self depreciation in very small doses can occasionally come in handy with picking up or winning over crowds but here it's just fail sauce. But You'll get used to these threads.
Some of these cvnts seem to think acting like a sperg hopped up on mountain dew at a LAN party here is funny. Falls way short of Bjerte quality trolling in my opinion.
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.