DonGorgon
Master Don Juan
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All women has an inner ho that will come out to play every now and then.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
There is nothing wrong in wanting certain traits in a girl. She might as well have kept this "threesome" stuff to herself and you would never suspected. Ignorance is bliss.Rudy_TubeSteak said:Maybe seeing a therapist or hypnotist could make me forget things and get on with life.
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.
Your underestimating the power of the mind and the effect of the Chasing Amy sindrome. Look at his most recent post, he's building her up in his mind, he's making her out to be the best women ever, how great she is but the fact is he can't get out of his mind, her hor like activities.KontrollerX said:I doubt he's going to regret losing her (if he does) the rest of his life Mac.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Then why are you still with her?Rudy_TubeSteak said:im still with her...
i hate being in a relationship and still have to look out for **** like this.
How much of your energy do you spend watching out for the flags?Rudy_TubeSteak said:I am constantly on the look out for deceptive traits but thats no way to spend your time in a relationship.
i hate being in a relationship and still have to look out for **** like this.
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.
Why not?Rudy_TubeSteak said:PS And NO I am not going to ask her for a threesome...I have worked hard on this relationship to lose it to a petty fantasy.
What he said. Actions speak louder than words. Always remember that.typical said:Shes nice to you cause shes afraid that once you learn what sort of chick she is you'l drop her like a rock.
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.