You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
Chances to get one with rubber and "knowing when outbreak starts" combined are really slim. And this CTD is what you can live with, minor pain of course. Hmm....4north1side2 said:My ex has herpes, I fukked her relentlessly raw all the time and never caught it. She said she could tell when an outbreak was near so we wouldn't fukk for a week or more. I was with her for an year and she had outbreaks.
Ultimately I ditched her because I looked at herpes like the drug game. A lot of drug dealers get fukked because they don't know when to get out of the game so I looked at herpes the same way.
If your just looking to fukk, not worth it but if your actually looking for an relationship and a future to build with this woman. The chance may be worth it. The first few times you fukk, you will be mind fukking yourself... constantly thinking you have it and fretting about it. It took me about 2 months to push the fear of catching it to the back of my mind.
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.