Nino-Tk
Master Don Juan
Nice one man, and yeah we sometimes get advanced and play the game at a higher understanding that we forget about the basics...so fundamental. Thanks man, I think I needed to read that right about now.
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.
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
What works for me at the mall (or anywhere if I'm alone) is just working my way up. Getting in state. It's best to start being social the second you get there. The more you think about something the chance of you actually going through with it lowers.LearningSlowly said:God DAMNIT. Another mall fail.
I go in and see a cute girl sitting alone on her phone. I ***** out and decide I'm too hungry and go to get food. After I get it, another cute girl sitting alone. I'm a PVSSY. I eat alone and start roaming.
Seriously no hot girls around. It was awful. I saw one two set, they walked out of a store as I walked in, I turn and walk out, psyched to approach, an then I see them standing and talking with another girl and 3 moms. I pvssy out.
I see one hot girl with a very ugly friend. I walk past then say NO, put the virtual gun to my head! I've kept walking this whole time, so when I finally grow balls I'm already 50 ft away. I pvssy out.
I finally manage to say hey how are you to 3 different women walking by (youngest was probably 30) and they just look at me strangely and say hi and walk. I really need a friend around for these.
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.
Each to his own. You did argue rather poorly might I add. He's a writer on HSG and a good friend of mine. He'll see whatever there is to see if he sees fit.LearningSlowly said:I butted heads with a highschoolpua member over Facebook today. He (and many kids on this site, and that I meet in real life) just don't get it. There's more to life than winning. There is a divinity present every moment of our lives. I make art to try and capture it. If you don't believe there is any divinity in the universe, rethink your life.
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.
Willpower here!I sat in my car. "Should I have kissed her? I said I was going to... Why didn't I?" I shudder. I feels like I'm walking alone through a mall full of strangers. My belly tightens and I can't think. "Now's the time. Be ballsy." I open my car door.
I walk over to her car without taking the keys out of my ignition. I tap on her window. She opens her door out toward me. I get closer.
"I forgot to do something."
Lean in for a kiss, then another one, harder. I turn and walk away. "Okay bye!" she says behind me. I kissed her pretty hard, I felt it on my lips for half an hour of driving after that.
So it wasn't a bj. I didn't escalate to an clothes-off close. It also didn't seem like she expected any sort of move at all. Oh well, I made one. Maybe someday I'll see her again. Maybe I won't.
"In general its always a good idea to make a move."