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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
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.
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."