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.
Right.
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.
Shut it, Relic. There's no way a fat gene suddenly became chronically widespread in North America and western Europe within the past 50-100 years.
FFS LOOK AT HALF OF ALL LAWS, people can and are put into categories, OVER 50's, Disabled, Mentally Retarted, HEAPS AND HEAPS.. When women by clothes, they are automatically judged by their dress size, IT HAPPENS EVERYWHERE. What do you think models are judged by ?? there personality ??I'm sorry that you misread what I said.
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.
Go watch Super Size Me, and see how a young athletic guy can become out of shape, overweight, and unhealthy by a horrid diet, and then stop pretending you know what's up.
Tough crowd... :flowers:Originally posted by spider_007
my mother is very cute, but she is over weight. i've wached her strugle with it all her life. It aint puirty. I rembmer haw ashamed I was when she came to school meetings...... Not too many people can loose weight........In most cases it's genetic. I know a guy who eats junk food every 2 hours, but is skiny like a tooth pick.
Im not only talking about people who are fat. your making fun of people whos only crime was that they ware born ugly (like they had a fvcking choice.)
I'm glad to see haw "US, REALL MEN" are so wise and undertanding that we can make fun of people because of their looks.
nice
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.
oh shut up
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.
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Again, go watch it and stop acting like you know what's up.Originally posted by TheRelic
Man give me strength.... still not reading, just to push your agenda
Anyway, carry on boys
Haha, i think this guy may have already beat you to it.
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.