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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
No. He and tenacity must have been laughing at how gullible some of you wereDid you send him nudes yes or no?
Who, da dyn? Yep. I've talked to a bunch of SS guys over pm, never sexually tho, no nudes, nothing like that, nothing sexual.Isnt it true you PMd him?
Lol, oh boy. He wanted me to prove I wasn't a guy so I texted him my picture. I'm surprised you didn't get a copy, I hear he passed it around. Bigneil gave me a 7. But it wasn't a nude. He also passed out my phone number and two ss'ers called me. IMO pretty beta behavior all the way around.So when he said "@sazc is actually a hot chick" he was making it up?
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.
I have nothing to hide and id prefer the truth be toldI expected you to cut me off a while back haha
Oh good Lord. He tried. It was not pretty, lol
#Word on thatOh good Lord. He tried. It was not pretty, lol
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.
You should pm me tonight.....lolWho, da dyn? Yep. I've talked to a bunch of SS guys over pm, never sexually tho, no nudes, nothing like that, nothing sexual.
Thanks but I've learned my lesson lolYou should pm me tonight.....lol
Sh!t happens sazc, Don't let a couple of experiences in the past dictate the future, sometimes you will miss out on things.......Thanks but I've learned my lesson lol
Meh, I also had tenacity scream at me in pm telling me I was a racist, and other unsavory things. Lots of shiz went down in pm that I did not deserve. It's disabled now. It's easier that waySh!t happens sazc, Don't let a couple of experiences in the past dictate the future, sometimes you will miss out on things.......
I hear ya though.
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.
True.Lots of thirsty guys out there, and apparently on this forum. Respect. Learn it. Live it. Including here.
There are no girls on the internet, this is widely known fact.Omg there's girls on the internet.
The internet is a sausage fest. Just look at this place.There are no girls on the internet, this is widely known fact.
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.