She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life 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.
lol, sorry?qweretyuiopas said:With all thats been going on the past 24 or so hours I don't think you could have picked a worse time to suggest this. I'm not shi tting on your idea, just the bad timing.
Potbelly said:WHY DO YOU WANT TO SEE ANOTHER MALE'S PICTURE WTF??!? ? Dude seriously I am irked by people who want me or other strangers to post their pictures ... wtf are they gonna use it for?? etC??? big question is why
and unlike qwerty I am sh1tting on your idea. sry man
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.
There has been some drama in a few threads around here recently getting pretty heated about someone proving who they are. I don't mind your idea though, but I'm just saying you could have picked a better time to start this thread. Then again it sounds like you didnt know what is going downYesPlease said:lol, sorry?
If you have a issue about posting your picture your either, a) Worried about the whole rape, stalk thing that can happen sometimes when someone talks to someone else tey don't know online, or b) your just insecure about your looks and aren't everything you proclaim to be.Potbelly said:WHY DO YOU WANT TO SEE ANOTHER MALE'S PICTURE WTF??!? ?
BWAHAHAHAHA! :crackup: man the forum has been fun today, Im usually not on for so long but its been excitin lolYesPlease said:Seriously, if I was gay I would not be on a forum about improving sucess with girls. If I was gay and wanted to have a wank I would download some gay porn rather than going to the trouble of trying to persuade someone to post a picture of himself.
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.
haha your posts just go right over my head. Whats funny?qweretyuiopas said:BWAHAHAHAHA! :crackup: man the forum has been fun today, Im usually not on for so long but its been excitin lol
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.
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.