Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
you sound like a girl who got played! don't be that way!Originally posted by kk2004
, she would always hold my hand and try to comfort me and make me feel good, she realli treated me like a king, she would love me and call me like 4 times a day, we would stand on the beach together, and just watch the horizon. She would write letters to me and tell me about great love.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
This is proof that there are two type of men in this world: weak and strong! This is a very weak man here.Originally posted by Metalixia
Don't listen to any of this.
Do what YOU wanna do. Even if things do go tits up, it'll mean alot more from you, learning from your own mistake, than doing what some sad **** in an internet forums tells you is cool.
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.
Originally posted by kk2004
My gf broke up with me, and she told me she doesnt think she could ever feel the same way about me agian bcuz i have some very bad qualites such as being very possesive, and that i lose control over my emotions, and im also insecure. She said she cant be with somebody with such bad qualites that a year later from now, she is going to end up regretting it anyway, because the last guy she dated was also like that. She says its not fair that she puts her self through pain and suffering to end up getting hurt again later on down the road. She figures that it would be just easier for her to not be together.
The thing that sucks is that im 19, and Im alone now, she was my first gf, and I lost my virginity to her on the 5th or 6th date. She was a freak, too and she cared about me alot too, she would always hold my hand and try to comfort me and make me feel good, she realli treated me like a king, she would love me and call me like 4 times a day, we would stand on the beach together, and just watch the horizon. She would pick me up in her car three times or twice a week, everyday from the mall, cuz thats the farthest she could travel on her car. She was hot and she was italian too. She would write letters to me and tell me about great love.
I feel so bad, bcuz we met bcuz of such great chance, I rarely talk to gurls, that day i found the strength to talk to her, was a very rare day, put myself out there, i wasnt afraid. Imagine the odds of finding anohter girl.
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.
Originally posted by kk2004
My gf broke up with me, and she told me she doesnt think she could ever feel the same way about me agian bcuz i have some very bad qualites such as being very possesive, and that i lose control over my emotions, and im also insecure. She said she cant be with somebody with such bad qualites that a year later from now, she is going to end up regretting it anyway, because the last guy she dated was also like that. She says its not fair that she puts her self through pain and suffering to end up getting hurt again later on down the road. She figures that it would be just easier for her to not be together.
The thing that sucks is that im 19, and Im alone now, she was my first gf, and I lost my virginity to her on the 5th or 6th date. She was a freak, too and she cared about me alot too, she would always hold my hand and try to comfort me and make me feel good, she realli treated me like a king, she would love me and call me like 4 times a day, we would stand on the beach together, and just watch the horizon. She would pick me up in her car three times or twice a week, everyday from the mall, cuz thats the farthest she could travel on her car. She was hot and she was italian too. She would write letters to me and tell me about great love.
I feel so bad, bcuz we met bcuz of such great chance, I rarely talk to gurls, that day i found the strength to talk to her, was a very rare day, put myself out there, i wasnt afraid. Imagine the odds of finding anohter girl.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.