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Don Juan
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I had a HOT freshman jump on my back wearing panties, a shirt, and no bra as I was walking into my dorm room...I threw her off my back and ran away.

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.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Gotdam...wtfOriginally posted by englishman
Got a strange one...was in the pub in U.K. went to washroom, there was a girl I knew hanging out near the door, so for a joke I pushed her toward the door as if to take her in there.....so I go in get my c**** out and procced to take a wiz...she walks in stands behind me and reaches round and takes hold of my c0ck!!!!! i finished the piss, she shook it for me and put it away....and for some reason that im fvcked if i know i never took it to the next level......
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.
yep...seriousOriginally posted by So Many Ways
Gotdam...wtf
Are you serious?
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.
Your post and I bet a good number of posts here perfectly illustrates how negative internals and poor inner game can kill your opportunities with women, even if they're throwing themselves at you. I can see the same thing when I look back at my experiences. I would always think "there's no way this really hot, smart chick could possibly like me" so I'd end up sabotaging myself.Originally posted by muttley
she carried on wispering to me and me wispering back... at the end i thought, "nah, a girl that like her , pretty and smart basically classy " wouldnt be interested in me....
ARRRRRGGGGG! the reason was i that i cudnt believe a girl so beautiful could want 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.
true, life can be a cruel b1tch and only b/c of your own thinking.Originally posted by So Many Ways
Your post and I bet a good number of posts here perfectly illustrates how negative internals and poor inner game can kill your opportunities with women, even if they're throwing themselves at you. I can see the same thing when I look back at my experiences. I would always think "there's no way this really hot, smart chick could possibly like me" so I'd end up sabotaging myself.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.