Poonani Maker
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You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
I LOVE 808 State...I have Pacific 202 on my playlist & love the sax riff...
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.
There was this movement during world war 2, long story short, this ukranian dude named bandera welcomed nazis with arms wide open. He joined SS and began policing ukraine, killing jews in most brutal ways possible, like burning them alive, and mass murdering. Here is a picture of his crimes in babiy yar Ukraine -
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This movement in Ukraine is called bandera, and essentially it is nazi collaborators and mass murderers, and they view in them ukranian freedom movement. This movement is still alive, and they still commit crimes. Obviously, just like any nazi retards, they deny everything, hitler good, just misunderstood. Yet, they commit nazi crimes today.
This song is about them, here is lyrics.
We always will be there. [The voice from the movie "Assassination. An Autumn Murder in Munich" about Stepan Bandera]
Maybe it was predestined for me
To follow you through the forests muffled in gloom till the end of my days,
To put my fire on the other side of the valley.
To dart off and run to your fire-place in the morning,
To touch with my face alder-trees that are silent witnesses of embraces.
Maybe there in downhearted lands of silence
I will follow you through the forests muffled in gloom too.
And I will look for your vestige in dewy grass in the morning
Here they bury man alive.
В Сети появилось видео с украинскими силовиками, которые заживо похоронили ополченца 20-06-2016
Подлинность этого видео устанавливается.ren.tv
It's some sick sht you listen to, kiddo.

I looked it up. She is a southern treasure.I've got a good version of this by Dolly Parton.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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.
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.