Why "Whatever You Want" Keeps You Single

She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.

You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.

The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.

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Last night was good - I needed that. :)

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Yea, last night was a good night in the midst of my miserable existance. Tonight was ehhhh okay.

So I chilled at the frat house drank some beer, got to know the guys etc, that was fun. Kicked some a$$ at beerpong. Then 2 strippers came.

First thing I noticed is that while I felt like a turned on beast, I felt the afc vibes for 3/4 other guys in the room. They were mostly really shy and stiff, and i literally had to pull some off their chairs to let the stripper dance on them lol. Needless to say, I took advantage of this scenario, and got like 4-5 lap dances for free.

I was just in that primal, sexual state and everyone could tell, looked at me like Im a porn star, because I felt extremely comfortable, dominant, and sexual. Girls let me touch them, and did some stuff like finger their pvssy 1 inch from my face lol.

With other guys - the strippers would slap them, spit on them, and whip their butt. HAHA that was fun to look at, because when they were dancing on me - they would not dare do any "dominatrix" BS to me, because they could see it in my eyes and body language that id bend them right over, and do them in front of everyone else.

When one of them told me to lick cream off her nipple, and I did it, she turned to someone and was like "oh my, he really knows what hes doing".

Kinda sad to say - yea, this hour or 2 hours gave me a confidence booster. I thought to my self, holy cheesecake - why the bloody hell am "I" the one that's a total chump in real life, and to everyone I looked like an alpha pimp. I even felt like one. I mean i knew at that moment, that if girls around college or around the city even gave me a chance, they'll forget other guys even exist because ill do it to them and tear it up like they've never experienced. I'm not a bad person either I can have conversations. I just don't know, fellas.

Tonight I just chilled with some old friends, and before that had a frat interview, which made me a bit anxious and tense because I was led into a dark room, with 30 guys staring at me and asking questions. lol, but thats a different story. Whether I got in or not i dont even know, ill know by tomorrow.
 

"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."

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.

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DJVladdy said:
With other guys - the strippers would slap them, spit on them, and whip their butt. HAHA that was fun to look at, because when they were dancing on me - they would not dare do any "dominatrix" BS to me, because they could see it in my eyes and body language that id bend them right over, and do them in front of everyone else.
Having a stripper spit on me? Not my idea of a turn on.
 

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Unfortunately they only gave out a few bids, and I didn't get one. Oh well.
 

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DJVladdy said:
Yea, last night was a good night in the midst of my miserable existance..
Why miserable existence? Isn't referring to your life that way one more relic of your AFCness?

Sounds like you had some fun yesterday and let the DJ side show.
I like the tone of your posts, I always get the feeling like your a confident bastard who knows how to have a great time and doesnt take himself or the world overly seriously. Now how can I get into that frame...;)
 

"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."

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.

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because last night I knew i bombed the frat interview - answered with the most boring, generic questions, and was nervous and uncomfortable (dark room, candle in the middle, 30 other n!ggaz staring at me WOW.

I knew I blew it when I walked out - yea turns out I did.
 
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