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.
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.
then she told me that means you dont love me...she gets mand and hangs upscribblec said:ofcourse ur mother, the woman who gave birth to u or some hoe that can be replaced
what the feck is your point? shes still a girl at the end of the daygongxia649 said:but shes a chinese girl is not a trash white girl.
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.
afcs, duh?gongxia649 said:according to my friends. they told me i should have said i will save her first, then she will be happy.
yeah, and WTF do your friends know????? bunch of AFCs, grow a set!!! My mother comes before my friends, gf, and any other random aquaintacesgongxia649 said:according to my friends. they told me i should have said i will save her first, then she will be happy.
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.
And what of your happiness? Are you not important? When a lass asks you such a question, she seeks your attention. Immediately, you take her by the hand and lead her to a swimming pool - then proceed to teach her to swim, this way, you won't worry when you leave her in the water to go save your mother. All this time, you use kino and some charm.gongxia649 said:according to my friends. they told me i should have said i will save her first, then she will be happy.
Who cares,her hanging up the phone was a test by her. I hope you didnt call her back.gongxia649 said:if gf ask me if your mom and her is drawning in the water, who will you save first.
i told her you are selfish asking this kind of question.
she gets upset and hang up the phone..
thats ****ing bull****.
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.