“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”

Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.

I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.

Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules.  Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.

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Meet the Bizzle & get ready for the boom!

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Ok so I've been reading posts on the sosuave forums for a while with admiration, shock and often laughs while slowly garnering a steady level of knowledge. It has helped me a lot at times although I know my journey is only just beginning and I'm actually I'm a sticky situation at the minute (but more on that later). I'm an early 20's (I'd say) good looking guy, tall and admittedly a few pounds over weight, I believe I've got massive potential to be a good looking guy I just need to get off my backside. I've never had an issue with talking to new people although cold approaching during the day is still a little difficult - night club game seems to be a more acceptable medium, though I'd like to use day game and catch respectful girls off guard, when I say respectful I mean women I'd like more than a ONS with. Anyway the 'boom' I referred to was the explosion of posts due to come from me in a short time as I've got a lot to say for myself and in reply to threads I've read in the past.

First off: Meet the Bizzle
My friends started calling me Bizzle over 10 years ago (early adolescents) and it just stuck for them, but for me it was more than a nickname; it was an alter-ego, like Slimshady to Marshall Mathers. When I'm just me I'm polite, friendly, quiet in a calculated rather than awkward way - but when I'm Bizzle I'm the life of the party, ****y, cheeky and basically lose all interest in giving a fcuk. Know what I mean? I personally would say I'm a semi-knowledgable AFC looking for a girl to give me something I can't seem to find for myself (not a good idea and am working to correct this by focusing on me) but Bizzle - he's a trigger happy, all the gear no idea, alpha. I think between the two of us we can become a world class DJ and I'll be using this forum to ask questions, seek advice, vent and learn from my mistakes.

I have huge interests in psychology and philosophy and want to use that to not only figure out women but also people in general and also myself. I'm looking to travel as soon as next year and look forward to meeting hundreds of new people, new philosophies and different ways of doing things. Although my journey has already begun this is the first step in a new direction; feel free to offer advice or just say hi, I look forward to hearing from you and if you're in the NW of England maybe hit me up and we'll go out. Best way to learn ;)

Bizzle
 

Just because a woman listens to you and acts interested in what you say doesn't mean she really is. She might just be acting polite, while silently wishing that the date would hurry up and end, or that you would go away... and never come back.

Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.

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School-boy alpha to school-boy mistakes to accidental alpha:


Whilst in school I started talking to a classmate and it soon lead to a relationship, after a few months we had sex and it was her first time (I was her first everything pretty much). She was very cute and grew to be a very beautiful woman, our relationship was based on the fact we weren't around each other 24/7 and this stopped us having any needless arguments like many of my friends in relationships were doing. We were happy, in love and we were together for almost 6 years. Fast forward about 4 years in to the future and we made the decision as a couple (but probably more me) that I'd go to a university up north, about an hours drive from the town we both lived and grew up in, this move was crucial in our relationship as we moved to a new city, in to our own apartment and away from our respective families. I'm pretty independent but she's not so much and this move out a strain on our relationship, after 6 months I started to feel as though the grass was greener ad felt I was missing out on the university lifestyle. Eventually we broke up and I went through a massive stage of depression; put on weight, stopped looking after myself and was basically a miserable s.o.b. I remember begging for her back, constantly crying etc and basically blew any chance I had of getting her back by turning in to a total AFC, in stark contrast to the hugely popular alpha she met in school.

Meet L
So during this depressive summer my brother (trying to help) invited me out for a day of drinking at his friends pub out in the sticks. I eventually agreed and threw on whatever clothes I had semi-clean, without showering or shaving and jumped in his car. After around half hour driving we pulled up at this pub and there was only 5 or 6 upper class men in there drinking....wild, although it was only 10am. As the drinks began to flow the pub began to fill up and talking to all these new people helped me to forget about my ex for a little while. Then I saw her!

I've never really been attracted to black women but when I saw her every feature jumped out at me; big brown eyes, full lips, naughty smile, perfect skin, great boobs, tight little body, curvy smooth as silk legs and one amazing ass! Prior to that I would've never thought I had a chance with a woman like that and today was no different but it was that exact thought that convinced me why not just talk to her, got no chance so I'm not trying it on but she might be a nice person. Opened asking why she weren't enjoying the bouncy castle, she clearly wanted to. She said she was too old and was looking out for her brother. I told her you're only as old as you feel and maybe later I'll take her for a bounce. I wasn't trying it on with her but before long there was some innocent flirting. The drinks started to take their toll and I don't really remember the rest of the conversation. I just remember getting her full name for fb when I had to leave.

She was African and moved over here when she was young and it sounded like she was doing well for herself. On the way home my brother told me how she was so successful; she owns a big gym that offers daycare etc but it turns out her husband (that's right her husband! First I heard about it) actually trains cage fighters. Brill. Anyway I weren't expecting anything so a few days later I added her and said hi, I thought you were just talking like normal with a little flirting but then out of nowhere she asks if I'm alone and tells me she's deciding whether to be naughty or not. :eek: I quickly replied 'aren't you always naughty?' trying not to seem fazed. Anyway it quickly lead to sex talk and she sent some naughty pictures, I thought maybe her marriage had bored her and she needed a bit of harmless fun. This continued for a while before she asked me to meet her in person. I drove near to her house and she met me (a little late) in her big 4x4 type car. As soon as I got in the car she kissed me deeply and couldn't keep her hands off me. We talked a lot and it turned out she was a self-made millionaire and had never thought about straying but something about me just drives her crazy. She blamed pheromones, thinking back now I think it was my DGAF attitude and the fact that I controlled the conversation and the power in the frame. She ended up riding me wildly in the back of my car (which was a lot smaller than hers!) at a family park car park. It was mental and though we spoke again we didn't meet again.

Last I heard she was pursuing a singing career and doing well, so watch this space haha. Anyway the point is I somehow drove this woman, who I thought was well out of my league, absolutely wild and she wouldn't rest until I was inside her. Wish I could watch a video back of our interactions and learn from them. Once I knew we weren't gonna see each other again I started to ask her what attracted her to me etc so I could learn from it but she thought I was getting weird and falling in love so started to cut me off. I learned a lot from her and wanted to learn more. It was this chance meeting that lead me to wanting to become a master of the game and have the ability to turn women in to putty in my hands, it feels good to have the power I have to admit.

The point of the story is in my deepest, darkest days I found that attraction isn't all about looks, or wealth, or even being interesting (no doubt it all helps massively but they're not a nessecity). I think the main lesson I learned is that a strong attitude and not seeking validation from another are key aspects to playing the game. This came from lack of confidence and not having a fcuk to give but now I believe if I can better myself then the confident, I'm-the-king-of-every-castle version of attitude and not giving a fcuk will be a much better way of being in control in future social situations. Wish me luck, in this and also in continuing to avoid her husband ;)

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2nd Year of Uni and 1st Year of Fun

Ok so after my mad depression (sandwiched by that crazy married chick L) it was back to Uni for a 2nd year, this time I was going it alone. I was still depressed when I went back but as my new housemates started showing up over the weeks and I started a new job I was too busy to be down most of the time (though I still had regular AFC moments phoning my ex and begging etc). Anyway when all my new housemates had arrived we decided to have a night out and we were playing drinking games, opening up a bit to get to know each other. Jokingly, but also serious, I said 'I only have two rules - don't sleep with any housemates, sorry girls, and don't get in to a relationship'. This turned out to be a big mistake as (I feel) it caused a couple of the girls to find some kind of forbidden interest in me which, as much as I love and at that time needed attention, was not a good idea. Long story short I slept with two of the housemates (at different times) and ended up in a relationship with one of those for the best part of a year. This was the second time I feel I'd accidentaly dropped game on girls (the first being L) and the third time came soon after (in my third year I moved out of that mad house but still spent a lot of time round there, I told the new girls the same thing and ended up sleeping with two of those. It may seem like I wasn't learning but at least I didn't sleep with any of MY housemates in my new house and I didn't get I. To a relationship lol though I did cause a few tears, woops).

I realise now that each girl I slept with in the year following my tough break-up was me trying to fill a gap (pun not intended) and in the process I hurt some really nice girls who could've been great friends. I realise now that a big rule should be not to have casual sex with friends, a relationship can be tricky but just sex is suicide! If I want sex I have to go out and socialise with new girls and see where it goes, and I started going out feeling confident and talking to girls etc honing my skills. That's when I met R.

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