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 paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
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.
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
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.
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.