"She's Out of Your League"
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.
Moving In With Hot Russian Girl in NYC?
- Thread starter bigneil
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"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
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.
Sonny Knight
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It's the strangest thing - to realize after only 5 weeks since meeting her that this random phone number turned into both a roommate and romantic relationship, and one that is actually really working.
I've never lived with a girl before, and I realize I like living with her. We have sex pretty much every night now, and she is falling for me for sure. I knew when I got that extended look during dinner. The comfortable silence as Pulp Fiction coined.
The Russian has officially cured me of the Stripper (after 18 months of dating), though I am keeping her on the side. I've realized that by my dating a girl 21 years younger, that now dating a girl 12 years younger is no problem. It's sort of like strength resistance training.
However last night the Russian actually said "My doctor said I have Borderline Personality Disorder". I said "My friends were right! BPD! So it's only a matter of time before I trigger abandonment disorder and you paint me black and the sex stops."
"Nervous Around Beautiful Women? There's a Rule for That"
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.
cordoncordon
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Here is the thing BN. These crazy women that you date? With all of the issues and everything else? You are JUST as crazy, maybe more so, than they are.bigneil said:
If you ever get a lucid moment in that head of yours? Think about that.
switch
Master Don Juan
i think cordocordon is getting a hardonhardon for bigneil and his "lucid' threadcordoncordon said:
Read for yourself the progression of her comments. If I'm not delusional, lying, held at gun point or shot down in flames then I must be crazy.
Ufcrocks1969
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"I'm Not Looking for Anything Serious Right Now"
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
switch
Master Don Juan
this is by far the most enter...ehem i mean most educational thread on this site.... *nom nom nom nom*
also hardonhardon and pakkkers should stop fapping to bigneil's thread.
She started to get nostalgic when I told her (while hugging her at her dressing table as she did her hair) and she later confessed her love. She also told me the other roommate has come to love me. Sort of a father/daughter relationship had formed there, so like a good father would I took the wife and kid to a strip bar in Queens and got them a lap dance. When you bring 2 hot girls to a strip club, you pretty much rule.
They wanted to go to another strip club (she had never had a drink and had been dry 2 years but decided to party that night). But I had to work the next day so I snuck home at 1am. Did you ever try to blow off a girl who is interested? Talk about them blowing up your phone. She got home via cab at 5:45am - so I tucked her in and left for work at 5:55am. Ironically I was 5 minutes late for the first time on the morning of my last full day in NY.
In the end she was a fun girlfriend and she saved me $4500 on the room alone ($750 a week exactly), plus I finally dumped the Texas stripper after 18 months so I'll save God knows how much there. Oh and I didn't get stabbed (knock on wood).
Bigneil, where did you find such girls? I live in NYC too and would love such experiences.
Was this manhattan?
Also, the photo links didn't work at all. And I couldn't really see your mysterious love bird
can you send me a pic in PM please?Cheers
