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.
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.
magickarl said:I've taken personality tests before that place me somewhere in the middle. If I had to be honest with myself though, I would say I'm a bit more introverted. Not that I'm shy or anything, but I'm not real big on petty chit-chat. I don't much care for gossip, and if I'm not interested in a topic I don't find myself searching for something to say about it.
I also think a lot. I know everybody does, but I think to myself quite a bit. I just tend to notice things, mull them over, and move on. While I enjoy the company of other people, I'm also perfectly fine with spending a night with myself.
That isn't to say that I'm not outgoing. I am. I just like to observe and listen more than I like to talk.
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.
Awwww. Does somebody need their ego stroked?edger said:You do know it doesn't count if half those women were ugly, right? Sure, I could've f*cked half the world by now, but you know what they would've looked like?
I may not have f*cked that many women(about 9 or so), but I'm at least proud to say that EVERY SINGLE WOMAN I've slept with, was hot. I think I'm actually gonna use this as my new sig.
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.
Nutz said:Used to be an introvert, but now I'm an extrovert.
FairShake said:Big time extrovert.
But as I used to be really shy, I think I am extroverted a bit much. I say whatever is on my mind and it messes things up sometimes. If I'm NOT talking sometimes I feel down!
As for hotties, been with a couple. Been with more average and ugly women though. I'm not that attractive myself though.![]()
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.
My ego's actually sky high, as I'm quite content with my progression in the way I handle women. I must say, I'm a confident man, I'm exactly where I want to be in the game. I may not pull that much, and I'll blatantly without shame, admit that. All I know is, it's not in my deck of cards at the moment(or it may never be, who knows). Life goes on though.magickarl said:Awwww. Does somebody need their ego stroked?
Yeah, neither.magickarl said:Sorry, if I'm wrong I'm wrong, but to me it sounded like you were either trying to get your ego stroked or going for a +1 on your post count