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.
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.
I dunno its not something I put conscious thought into.What shaped your taste in women?
I dont have any hate or animosity towards black women. If I see a black girl that im attracted to and we click its game on !! A girls education means NOTHING to me.I always hear blames being put on black women (attitude problem, superiority complex based on educational degrees, etc.), and there is definitely some truth to why black men are justified in saying so. Is that it in your case? Or is there more?
I can always count on some of you sosuave guys to say some cheesy joke, lame nerd comment or insecure cut down when it comes to other guys opinions of women...Attack of the killer whales
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.
Funny thing is, I think a chick like this is 100 times hotter than a chick of average to below average weight. Not fat by any means, but a little meat to their bones. I like to hit it from behind, and I love a nice curvy ass to look at while I am doing it. ****.Maxtro said:Hitomi Tanaka.
She has some fat folds so she's not skinny.
Personally, I think she's God's gift to man.
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.
WARNING! Drinking and smoking stunt your growth!Powerlifter said:Heres mine I just love the way she looks up to me![]()
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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.
I'm not knocking anyones tastes but when I go out...There are guys that go for skinny, petite girls and there are guys, myself included who go for thin waists and thick asses.Drum&Bass, none of those girls aren't too appealing to me honestly as they are a little bigger than what I really like. That being said, I think Carmen would be a great lay.
thedude4242, nice choices but for some reason you seem to think I care about your opinions of attractiveness.rachel ray, ect, mickie james
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.