amnbyrd
Don Juan
Ive been myspace free for 4 days now!
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.
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.
Good stuff!amnbyrd said:Ive been myspace free for 4 days now!![]()
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.
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.
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.