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.
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.
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.
3 weeks in.Purefilth said:Almost 2 weeks, plenty of energy, feel sharp. Approaches seem to go better too - smoother - anyone else notice this?
Good job guys. It is true that regular masturbation can affect your energy levels. Here are some facts:Purefilth said:Almost 2 weeks, plenty of energy, feel sharp. Approaches seem to go better too - smoother - anyone else notice this?
NO MEAST!!!Meast1525 said:I got to day 8 yesterday and failed. Starting over today. Ill tell you this though.. as soon as I got up this morning I felt tired lethargic... I lost all my "spark" I was riding for the last 8 days..
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.
I would Destroy that ....... perfect girl next doorEternal_water said:
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.
We already talked about this.bcolon said:So are you suppose to stay away from all media stimulants. Be it movies, tv shows, magazines that have sexual stimulant images. I mean when are you suppose to draw an end and what would be considering edging if your not looking at porn?
I think it depends on the boundaries you set yourself in the challenge, I'd count it as sex, not fapping.Blue Hef said:After 4 days of not "fapping", I had sex and I noticed that I lasted WAY longer during sex. Idk if that was due to not fapping or what? lol...BUT when i pulled out to nut (i don't use condoms with my gf), i started stroking my own d*ck and busted on her stomach...is that still considered fapping still? And then later on that night i n*tted again from a *******/handjob...does this count?
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.