Married Buried
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Mar 1, 2012
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That's good babe he knows you trust him that's more he can cheat.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
I trust him. Nobody can break that even if they tried. But it's fine, I get it. Nobody believes in anything real anymore. And please do not call me babe
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
On this forum, that's called getting the gift of missing him. The experienced guys here know it works and do it on the women they're dating. I'm no different. I'll have no problem cancelling a date with my GF knowing that she's going to be thinking about me all day. And that's where a guy needs to be; stuck on his GF's mind.On the other hand, yes, I'm the girl that sleeps with his hoodie, waits for my phone to ring and when it does and it's him it completely makes my day. That first kiss you get when they get home, first touch, looking into their eyes, those moments make the time apart you 2 had not feel so ****ty anymore. You know what you were fighting for and **** it's so worth 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.