Mr. Mystery
Master Don Juan
bump.
Mr. Mystery
Mr. Mystery
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.
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.
Damn,all thats left is the amen here.This post is excellent and i needed to read something like this.Also i completely agree with the above quotedOriginally posted by dave134
Great advice, iqqi. For me, the realization that my thoughts had been controlling me (like they do for 95% of the Western world) was the key to changing my life and beginning to access my potential. I used to constantly dwell on negative thoughts and there were so many of them, but now I hardly think about myself negatively for more than two seconds. When negative thinking creeps into my brain, I recognize it and cease that thought pattern. It has made my life so much better.
As for not listening to a woman, that's just an example of people taking theory on this site way too far and failing to develop any thinking of their own. The reason this site states not to listen to women is because women have alterior motives when it comes to stating what attracts them (ie. to appear genuine, goodly, and non-slut like). All people are subconsciously lying to protect their own identity at different times. In this situation, though, what insecurity exists in women to categorically reject what they say about improving oneself? Open your minds, people.
just wanted to reiterate this. i think a lot of people on this forum misunderstand some of my posts. why is she telling us this embarrasing incident (jolly rancher incident, cat beat down, unknowingly being the other woman, ect.)Originally posted by iqqi
How do you own yourself? Easy. You just accept who you are. You have flaws as well as good points, and once you take responsibility for them you may find that they are not flaws at all. Many times flaws are what make you memorable and even loved. People often tell me I am crazy. When they tell me this I just agree, and tell them it is fun. It is free. And once they realize that I am not going to submit to whatever their idea of normal is, they either respect me more or they are jealous, or both! And it’s also great for the confidence, because I know if anything, I am unforgettable.
Once you own yourself, no one else can. They can’t tell you how to be, how to feel, how to act. They can’t tell you who you are. You start to care less about what people think of you, and so it becomes less of a factor in your every day decisions. You are free do think and be who you are, and it will come across in your actions and your personality. You will separate yourself from the masses. And instead of being AFRAID of being an individual, you will be FREE to be so.
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.
i live in a theater near you, actually....Originally posted by Bonhomme
If you were here, I'd put on an A-Ha record and have a dance with you.
Great post!
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.
Sounds fake.BobbDobbs said:Reality check!
As just one example, who do women go crazy over -- screen actors! Is that because when they see the actor on the screen they see the real person?
Or is the illusion they lust after?
You will have the rest of your life for quiet introspection, finding out who you are, becoming what you want to be.
In the meantime, you'll want to get a little frisky with the ladies. So find out what image they want to see and give it to them -- good and hard.![]()
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.
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.