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Don Juan
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im 17. she doesn't look or act her age. i quite like her. i am considering to start seeing her. yes or no.
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.
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 would say no, unless there is true feelings, but i'll say this.Elti Boi said:im 17. she doesn't look or act her age. i quite like her. i am considering to start seeing her. yes or no.
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.
john paul said:just know that some of your friends might get jelous if she is sexy and start calling you a pedifile
i did that over a year and a half and they still call me a sex offender soemtimes
I wonder what sosuave moderators will think of a SEXUAL PREDATOR being reported. You sick bastardElti Boi said:im 17. she doesn't look or act her age. i quite like her. i am considering to start seeing her. yes or no.
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.
dude is from canada. http://www.web.ca/clgro/consent.htmGreengrass said:I wonder what sosuave moderators will think of a SEXUAL PREDATOR being reported. You sick bastard
Yeah, mess with a girl who can get you in jail when you can do the exact same thing to a girl who won't get you in jail outside of rape, sounds like a plan to me.Quiksilver said:Fvck the haters, do what you want. I'm 19, and when I was 18 I hooked up with a 14 year old(mega hottie, one of those "wow she's THAT young?" girls) Her brother was there to, to "look out for her" which I found funny.
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.
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.