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.
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.
you know I hate sarcasm!Espi said:
Don't bit the hand that feeds you, man.
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.
its my opinion!Paradigm Artisan said:
yeah but i don't have any friends?so how am I gonna have fun?Chosen1 said:
Yea, and it was really un needed. Learn some diplomacy first.
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.
Neither do I. They get in the way.
Look don't come to my thread if your not gonna post advice,your just posting insults im here for advice!Not to be critized or insulted so if you don't got advice or tips to post on MY thread then don't post AT ALL!Paradigm Artisan said:
Well I feel like I need friends to go to parties and walk around enjoying life and the weather maybe its because I live in a small city.WesCottII said:
EXACTLY!Man your life seems fun my city there is never parties you can walk into and not enough guys to make friends I wanna move to a big citie parties everywhere and beach parties everywhere,dude I wish I knew you so me and you would be busy for the weekend.girlsarecrazy said:
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.
hmm perfect tips but only problem is im not old enough to go to clubs until next year but i'll try to get a fake ID from my cousin he looks like me alotskip2mylou781 said:
They also have a job at your local publix. They are cashiers. im not gonna argue your defintely right about everything.But remeber these aren't excuses,sh*t your right!Dude I defintely do gotta go outside soon so know any clubs for teens im not 18 until next year.Paradigm Artisan said:You want advice? Walk outside your fvcking door. I garuntee you there will a women somewhere in the outside world.
Your hungry? Then you need to go shopping. Guess what? Women shop too.
You need to get fit? Go to the gym. Guess what? Women are at the gym. Why? Because women have fitness goals to. And to further it. Most of them already look good because they have been to the gym before.
You need some new clothes? Go to the mall. Guess what? Women are at the mall in packs. You need clothes, women are ADDICTED to clothes shopping.
And let's say you are the fittest, most well fed, and handsome guy on earth. Your telling me that there are no social gathering in your town/city? That's bullsh!t, I've sarged in small towns. People will meet ANYWHERE to hang out. Even if it's a corner store, but most likely there is a club near you.
Don't have friends? You don't need them. Because at the end of the night. You won't be fvcking your friends. (I hope not, anyway). Stop with the excuses. There are 3 billion (at least) women on this earth. And your telling me you can't find one? You haven't looked, each city is different.
And don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to flame you before. I was saying not to expect much from people you just insulted, despite the reason.
But seriously, you want advice? Drop the fvcking mouse, and figure it out for yourself.
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.