You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
It's different when you're in the black community (by choice) and fvck girls that fvck lot's of fvck black men. The media has warped my brain. The black d!cks I've seen in person aren't anything special.
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.
The whole black d!ck thing is way overblown. On average they are no bigger or smaller than other races.
Cant to much to harm her with a bigger d1ck but you can still join a kick boxing class.
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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.
I've had the same issue. I'm a bit over 8, and it's best to make sure they are nice and wet before the thrust. Personally, when compared to porn stars though, I look, quite small.
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.
Unless the size is too small. Too small is anything bellow 14 cm, which is 5.5 inches.
In woman world 7 inches or 18 cm is kind of average -- not above average. The wow factor for them is anything 18 cm and above. For example 20 cm, or 24. Your junk they just take, no matter the girth, and those bigger once they take and they feel how it bumbs in the back of them. You are correct, you are kind of small, but there is nothing you can do about it.
There is always 100 dollar bill, it's extra 6.14 inches to whatever you got!
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.
Ideal is to be Borderline OMG or OMG.
Yup it’s amazing how many women are initially shocked by rougher treatment but then they come harder than ever before and say things like “no one has ever done that before, and I thought always it wasn’t something I’d like but omg I love it”.
The jewellery has given me that response just about every time anyone's laid eyes on it.
