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.
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.
Fvck that...sh!t is repulsive to look at with fat moving all over the place without clothes on...I choose my own self respect.They do. Sometimes they don't even get fvcked the best they'll get is to suck ****. They'll suck you deeper and harder than a skinny b2tch. Plus their pyzzies are tighter cause they don't get as much traffic. Another side benefit is they'll have better jobs and be more willing to help since they can't be spoil on their looks. They'll make better friends too even if your doing FWB.
Close your eyes if you can't look. Respect yourself for dealing with someone who can do something for you and not just another leech.Fvck that...sh!t is repulsive to look at with fat moving all over the place without clothes on...I choose my own self respect.
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.
Uhh...no.Close your eyes if you can't look. Respect yourself for dealing with someone who can do something for you and not just another leech.
No such thing as a cute chubby, lol...Rather have a cute chubby women than a skinny stick with a malnourished mans body
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I was with a curvy, double I tits girl though and she gave some of the best head ever. Coincidence??I don't think that women's ability to provide headaches has something to be with their weight...but maybe I'm wrong.
Ha!
Double I????I was with a curvy, double I tits girl though and she gave some of the best head ever. Coincidence??
Honestly, I think ANYTHING that goes into their mouth gives them pleasure...I heard this before, some fat girls enjoy fat sex and food, when they are giving oral sex it's a two for one for them, because they are eating and getting pleasure at the same time.
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.