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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
lol dude that somehow made me laugh...not because you didnt have condoms that suxx but it looks like a parody of your im a bored alpha male you isignificant mother****ers - story.blablabla... alot of **** happened which was boring.. I was cool, blabla.. flexed my muscles... drank some beer... made out some more... went home to the girl... blabla.. no condom.. I was pissed.. got some sleep and walked home.
lol.I thougtht what the hell and left dressed in a pair of jeans, a wife beater and a pair of sneakers and an attitude from hell.
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.
are you greek drinking ouzo. rawr i hope so , im greekOriginally posted by Lifeforce
I've a story to tell.
I was home and drinking a little ouzo from my bottle. Pretty bored, chilling. A girl called me up and wanted me to come to a club. I thougtht what the hell and left dressed in a pair of jeans, a wife beater and a pair of sneakers and an attitude from hell. Put on a jacket too and left.
I was walking down the street and noticed some dangerous elements walking about. Two gangs, I clenched my fist and my ribbling quadriceps and awaited an attack at any moment. But nothing happened to my relief. I let loose of my flexing walked calmly forward.
When I came to the club I removed my jacket and flexed my triceps and walked up the stair ALPHA way. Found the girls who called me and I went forward and introduced myself. We talked for a while, there were some guys they knew there too. One had an Iron Cross.
I walked to the dance floor with my head held high in true swedish tradition. We danced for a while and then I ordered two beers and glunked down pretty fast. Returned to the dance floor and let loose like a ****ing god.
One girl told me that the other liked me, (duh!) I wouldn't have noticed this myself. I continued to dance with them and then we went out to take a smoke. I said I didn't smoke because I trained. =) Well.. I was ****ing bored so I started to make out with the girl that liked me. Yeah, it was fun. Then we returned and danced some more.
Anyway.. I took another beer again and I didn't seem to find them, what a drag I thought and looked a little until I cought my eyes on a cool girl. I walked to her and introduced myself, flexing my stomach. It seems I had partied with her before so I took her to the dance floor for some grinding.. she was all into me... I saw that, and who can blame her? Her friend told me he would beat me down if I touched her. I was not afraid of him.. but he was joking.
After the dance and showed of my biceps I walked to another bar and I meet up with the other chicks. Now I had to think fast so I flexed my calf and introduced the girl I had made out with to the other girl and told her we had partied together when I graduated from school. They was about to walk to another side of the club. I told them I'll come in just a second, then I asked the bartender for a pen and gave it and a paper to her and told her to write down her number. She did, I read it to her with one digit wrong and she corrected me. So it was pretty good. Hugged her and walkt to the other chicks.
blablabla... alot of **** happened which was boring.. I was cool, blabla.. flexed my muscles... drank some beer... made out some more... went home to the girl... blabla.. no condom.. I was pissed.. got some sleep and walked home.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.