Solomon
Master Don Juan
Damn I didn't agree with everything he said because at times I felt he was to LMSish
But the guy did bring value to the forum
sad day
But the guy did bring value to the forum
sad day
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.
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.
"God takes your soulNobody gets out alive at the end of this life and nobody knows how much time the hourglass holds
You live in Texas? It’s a one hour flight from McAllen to Dallas. I wish he woulda been around for us to hang out, luckily there’s more Texans on this board, but I don’t think his introspective insights can be replaced for a long time.I personally knew SW15 and was informed by his mom about what happened. Out of respect for the family please stop with the negligience/insurance/who was at fault debate comments and/or take it somewhere else.
Lets keep it about SW15 and his contributions to SS.
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.
I can already feel the guy's presence being lost, I feel like this board lost a note or a riff to a melody. Hopefully more newbies comes in and fills the gap, but he's irreplaceable.What a loss for the board. He was such a presence around here the entire time I've been here posting or lurking. Makes me sad. Godspeed to you SW15.
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.