LearningSlowly
Master Don Juan
Yeaahhhh! I like that. Be nice, almost thank them for what they did, because if they hadn't I wouldn't be me. Their own anger reflects onto themselves, instead of leaking onto me.
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.
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.
i got the same thing going lol. would you ever attempt to kiss close a girl you know has a bf?LearningSlowly said:YES! YES! WOOOOO!! Grace messaged me back and I killed it! LETS GO!!!! Posting the whole conversation.
Me: Hi! Youre cute, lets hang out? (on saturday)
Her: If I was single I would say yes, but I have a boyfriend (today, Tuesday)
Me: Oh yeah all girls worth having have boyfriends, I dont mind.
Me: Im gonna get my first date someday, it'll happen
Her: you're great, girls would be lucky to be with you
Me: Aw! That was nice. Putting that one in my "Reasons to date Grace [last]" list.
Her: hahaha, for real though. I glad we met
Me: Look at you, acting like its over!
Me: Get your head in the game
Her: haha, we'll deff see each other again. are you going to suzi's for new years?
Me: Nah my friend maddie is throwing something.
Her: oh okay, well some other party then
Me: Hows this though? I'll come down that way the next day, we'll have lunch. Then you get to tell me all about how you have a boyfriend in person (sent within a few seconds of the last 2)
Her: Wish I could but I can't, I'm not sure one on one is the best idea haha (7 minutes later)
Me: What??? I dont even know where your head is at. I'm completely on friend zone mode right now.
Me: Do I need to find myself a girlfriend so that youre allowed to see me?
Her: haha, no, I'm in a healthy relationship without any jealousy issues, so it actually would be fine for us to hang out
Me: Awesome lunch, jan 1
Me: track my number down, ill see you then
Her: sounds great!
YEAHHHHH. Got the date, even though she had a boyfriend, maintained sexuality. I'm a boss, this'll be good.
Letter shift. My bad. Fvck it, here. http://www.erowid.org/chemicals/mdma/mdma.shtmlJack Wealthy said:Number shift cipher? I'm lost.
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.
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.
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.