I have been pondering this all day! You would think it would be! If so what are some good v-day openers? I've been using the same routines and so far getting good results. They're just getting old hearing the same answers over and over.
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
JackPrescott said:I had the coolest Valentines Day EVER in 2005. I worked until 11pm and went out for a drink and a smoke, to a bar in a Bowling alley. I had been flirting with a very sexy girl, and we even had a date at a dance club where we made out and I felt her up. But we had not consumated. She had called me earlier to wish me a "Happy Valentine's Day".....Anyway, she was THERE at the bar, with her Date for the evening, some schmuck who took her out to dinner, and had bought her an expensive heart shaped gold necklace/pendant. I just smiled at her. She was BORED out of her mind with this idiot, and rushed over to where I was. She started bull****ting with me, and I got her to kiss me, with this guy sitting 9 feet in front of us. I then started to proceed to persuade her to spend the night with me, and she was clearly guilty. I was HOPING that her date would confront me, so I could lay his ass out in front of her, but he was too intimidated. Well, as things turned out, she actually said "good night" to this idiot, and we left together! We came over to my meager little place, and within 1/2 a beer, she was naked, and I was explaining to her the joys of cunnilingus. The sad part, was this moron was calling her on her cell, while I was thrusting deeply. She was wearing nothing except the gold necklace he bought her and presented to her for the Valentine's Day dinner.
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.