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.
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.
i talk to them b1tches like that all day until im blue in the face. and if they laugh, i smack that sh1t right out of them wit a series of 50 pimp hands.Ll Principe said:Bigfatasspimp: It seems to me you are dillusional, are you a black wannabe rapper or something? Cos your rhymes stink!
If you spoke like that to most women I know, they would laugh at you. Your nickname says it all basically.
Why not go read through some articles and learn how to approach the "Don Juan" way? Are you one of those players out there that try and score all the ladies? Cos you'll fall hard if you are, why are you afraid of love? Please tell me.
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.
:rock:Ll Principe said:Bigfatasspimp: It seems to me you are dillusional, are you a black wannabe rapper or something? Cos your rhymes stink!
If you spoke like that to most women I know, they would laugh at you. Your nickname says it all basically.
Why not go read through some articles and learn how to approach the "Don Juan" way? Are you one of those players out there that try and score all the ladies? Cos you'll fall hard if you are, why are you afraid of love? Please tell me.
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.