I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Does she have a vagina? Does her body look good? I just gave you two reasons.
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.
Attraction is ABSOLUTELY a choice. What about your sister, what about your mother, your hot first cousin?
No, attraction is not a choice. Just like being cold or thirsty or having a migraine is not a choice. You can choose to suppress your impulses, sure, but you cannot stop feeling attracted to a woman in her sexual prime who is not a close relative (unless you are gay or have psychological issues).
Honestly, this sounds like someone’s wife gained access to his SS account and is now trolling us
No man would write something like this.
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.
Apparently not all men. According to 2rocky, real men want 40-year-old, fresh off the carousel independent women.
I don’t disagree. It just doesn’t matter for Drake. He can be beta as fvck. He will still pull.
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.
It sure sounds like you are trying to rationalize whatever situation you currently find yourself in. That's okay, no one is forcing you to date "naive" 20 year olds. It's doubtful that they would be interested in you in the first place. Contrary to popular belief, most women are not interested in a man who is twice their age (and is not celebrity or billionaire).
Hahaha
"connect with on an intellectual level", that made me laugh, that sounds like one of the typical bullsh!ts women write in their profiles.Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Most women ( 90+% ) don't like that sh1t.Hahaha
Honestly, I think a “common sense” type chick would be better than an intellectual one.
One would think that "common sense" is a pre-requisite to "intellect."
"common" meaning what "most people" think. Did we think the majority here are intellectuals?
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.
