Desdinova
Master Don Juan
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Why not burn down all the KFCs in the city? Then she won't be able to eat at them.We agreed that neither of us would eat at KFC after we broke up!
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.
Why not burn down all the KFCs in the city? Then she won't be able to eat at them.We agreed that neither of us would eat at KFC after we broke up!
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.
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
I think the pain of losing me caused one of my exes to start eating KFC every day. And I mean, that stuff isn't good for you. Think about what her arteries will look like in 25-30 years. Not to mention her cholesterol. She could die of a heart attack someday, and it will be all my fault. Jesus, how can I work past the agonizing guilt?
Please guys, tell me -- do you think I should call her and beg her to stop eating at KFC? I feel so betrayed! We agreed that neither of us would eat at KFC after we broke up! How could she do this!? Maybe I should call all of our friends and have an intervention! What do you think?
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's only one thing you can do.Please guys, tell me -- do you think I should call her and beg her to stop eating at KFC? I feel so betrayed!
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.