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.
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.
well i once knew a guy who knew a guy who was put in prison for 50 years for downloading one barbara streisand song. he wasn't even gay!War Against Betaism said:Jail bait, don't do it. My friend told me this story of this guy, who was 22, was caught up with 3 girls, who are all 16, and was sent to jail for a sh1tload of years.
Even though you're still a minor I've heard of stories of 17 year olds still being charged.
I was going to use that a week ago when I was at this party. This girl I work with was bringing her boyfriend, and she just turned 16 in May. Anyway, she THINKS I want to steal her, but I dont. I think she is cute, so be it. Anyway her man is 21 I think, and she's like... We've been dating for 2yrs. So I was thinking... 14 and he was 19.comic_relief said:"Hi, I'm chris Hansen with Dateline NBC and were doing a story on men who meet little girls on the internet for sex."
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Because 6 year olds are not sexually mature. Stop trolling.cyraid said:Why go for 14 year olds when you can go for the 4, 5 and 6 year olds?
Is it going to boost your ego and your self image to date a 14 year old?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.
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.
because they're out of my league..... i'm too afraid to approach them.cyraid said:Why go for 14 year olds when you can go for the 4, 5 and 6 year olds?
lol.cyraid said:Why go for 14 year olds when you can go for the 4, 5 and 6 year olds?
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.