amnbyrd
Don Juan
Ive been myspace free for 4 days 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.
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.
Good stuff!amnbyrd said:Ive been myspace free for 4 days now!![]()
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.
speakeasy said:I would like to delete mine, but the one thing that keeps me on is the music. When I find a band a like, they usually have other similar bands on their page, and they in turn have others with music like theirs. There's so much new music I've found because of myspace. Plus there's bulletins people post tell of interesting events coming up. That's what keeps me on, otherwise I'd be gone. I used to be able to meet a few girls here and there, but that ended some time ago, now they neither contact me nor respond to my messages.
knglerxt said:I deleted my account. There's just too much spam on there. You get these friend messages from fake profiles, which just happen to always have hot girls in the pictures. Then, when you go to their profile it's some girl wanting you to watch her webcam. You'd have better luck trying to meet women on the street than on MySpace.
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.