I didn't think it was possible to pack that much bull**** into a single post. Next time before you spread your erroneous beliefs, check them out first with real medical sources instead of pulling them out of your ass. idiot.
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
Originally posted by Ekschaxze:
where's my d!ck?
*points to mac's mouth*
oh, there it is!
Seriously, i've read hundreds of essays on this information. Possibly thousands. And this is absolutely wrong..masturbation is actually good for you..it allows you to train yourself and build a higher tolerance to sex[last longer], as well as a more powerful orgasm, and the ability to recognize when you're about to blow.
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.
I read that as you get older you should have sex at least 3 times a week to keep your prostate flushed from impurities and to help reduce the risk of prostate cancer.Originally posted by mac504:
Masturbating more than 3 times a week for months and years can have drastic side effects on your mind and body.
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.
Originally posted by Ekschaxze:
krd, thank you for that insight.
scales99, you are correct.
jester, was that attack directed at me, or was it directed at mac?
Oh sh!t! I just hope the next girl you shag has a bullet proof vagina, cause when you let go after all that time you'll end up blasting her to the moon!! LOLOriginally posted by krd:
Well, I haven't masturbated in nearly seven years.
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.
LMAOOriginally posted by Monkey:
Oh sh!t! I just hope the next girl you shag has a bullet proof vagina, cause when you let go after all that time you'll end up blasting her to the moon!! LOL![]()
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.