drewsg
Don Juan
what shades are those
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.
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.
snowdog said:I'm sure everyone will agree that a (good) suit looks good on any guy.
Versace.drewsg said:what shades are those
Nexus Polaris said:Honestly, I'd go back to the look you had a year ago. The suit was smooth. Pretty GQ. You look like kind of a douchebag in your pic from April. No offense.
What's most important, though, is to make sure your look matches your personality. Make sure it reflects who you really are as a person. Anything that isn't genuine, no matter how good it might look, will hinder your game because it will come across as incongruent.
How did you knew I was writing a novel?GreatHornedOwl said:How's that novel you've been working on, snowdog?
You ever tried growing a fro? I always thought that's f*cking cool. A friend of mine has a HUGE one and girls love it. He gets automatic attention and they all wanna touch it and stuff. If you have an extreme hair style like that, it shows that you're confident enough to not give a sh*t. You got the right hair and you're black, so you can pull it off. Afro's will never look as cool on a white guy as on a black guy. Same goes for bald heads.I'm talkin' about face wise. That suit thing was a one time thing for a school award ceremony.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
Much better, you can tell effort went into the haircut. Similiar to my hairstyle, short sides and longer on top is a guarenteed win move.SeymourCake said:
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.
give her 2 me lolSeymourCake said:some phillipino chick that went to school with me.
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.