You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
Yeah, you can tell just from her face that she has a BANGIN body.HandyAndy said:
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.
LOL you don't have to put up a profile, just a photo of them would suffice for this thread. It would help if you had a picture with you and the girl in it I guess but that's not a requirement.r0cky said:WTF will this prove? I can put up some stranger's profile.
I also don't want some of these losers contacting my FB.
No offense to you!
She has some mean Hentai mangas out there!!! Her and Chi Chi, LOLsuavesuave said:
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.
ima str8 up pimp said:you must have myspace... Heres my last girl, shes a stripper.
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/ind...ndID=42986424&albumID=939645&imageID=14499272
Here's the cute lil russian girl I spoke of in my last thread posted, now shes my lil doll.
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/ind...&friendID=324159921&albumID=0&imageID=2853974
This is just an ex girlfriend.
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/ind...dID=91782962&albumID=2091958&imageID=27665721
If these can't be seen then someone explain to my how to make a link of the picture on it's own, I dont know how.
here's a pic of me, it's self explanatory.
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/ind...&friendID=78697710&albumID=0&imageID=28576071
This came to mindClick hereBeLoSH said:Jesus christ! Your myspace pic is the funniest thing i've ever seen. What are you trying to achieve exactly with that flash of your stomach? Idiot.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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Yup, I'd do em! Good work manbaurman said:Me and my FB & Other spinning plates, etc..
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You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.