italianboy2009
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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.
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.
That is one of my favorites parting statements . It is best delivered in person in an icy tone with an expressionless face. However it does not work via text. It triggers off another round of hostilities. I have tried it with a baitch like yours.italianboy2009 said:something like this..."""Look, im sorry but i have clear expecations and standards that you just dont measure up to."""
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
italianboy2009 said:SO she ends up texting me yesterday late afternoon. she begs to see me. i tell her i have plans and wont be home until late, she begs. i say when i get home, you can see me. she comes over, walks in ...we have incredible sex for about 45 minutes and then i lay back...she asks do you want me to spend the night? i say, do you want to spend the night? she replys, yes. i tell her, if she gets me a cold glass of water from the fridge she can spend the night...which she does. about 2 hours later, we have sex again..when i wake up i leave for work, she goes home. she texts me this..."i just woke up, im feeling such a lovely tired. you are freakin amazing!". i reply, "work is busy today, but nothing i cant handle. as for last night, just incredible. follow me babe, i will show you the way".
Now since she next me, it gave me a couple days to put things in perspective and i want your advice. i am totally cool with keeping this girl for casual sex. i will not break down and get all stupid wanting her, i have crazy will-power and i lost it for her like that since shes been acting dumb. why would i stop having sex with her if im enjoying it and can handle my emotions???
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.
italianboy2009 said:Now since she next me, it gave me a couple days to put things in perspective and i want your advice. i am totally cool with keeping this girl for casual sex. i will not break down and get all stupid wanting her, i have crazy will-power and i lost it for her like that since shes been acting dumb. why would i stop having sex with her if im enjoying it and can handle my emotions???
You fujked it all right here..italianboy2009 said:follow me babe, i will show you the way".
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.
Nah, the only thing you got wrong was the correct spelling of one word. I believe it should be 'trollEy'...with an 'e'...mintxx said:if anyone is wondering what the blank posts are about:
1. italianboy is getting tail, from a single mommie no less
2. tail plays up, phone drama, 'where are you etc', tail dumps him hystrionic style
3. italianboy temporarily ignores her
4. single mommy invites herself to his house. they have sex. everyone is happy.
5. italianboy is keen to disregard everything he has learnt and pretend nothing unpleasant ever happened with this b!tch who is clearly off her trolly.
edit - correct me if i'm wrong
I get a kick out of people who are worried about what strangers who don't know them think about them. Oh no my reputation is tarnished LOL. Its an anonymous forum people!mintxx said:if anyone is wondering what the blank posts are about: