She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
i am! what made you question this?!Originally posted by Legend
iqqi i thought you were female?
I am planning to btw. They have more guts that you for sure.Originally posted by Legend
Ice cold go back to hunt in Syberia with all the people you know.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Aww, net brotherhood.Originally posted by Legend
i love you man
ROFLOriginally posted by Legend
hell forget the siberian and beat up the girl
HahahahahahahahaOriginally posted by Legend
hell forget the siberian and beat up the girl
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.
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.
I'm not saying this is good advice, but when you're with him at school/wherever, remember his buddy's are not around. The question you can ask him then is: "what do you care when your buddies **** me up, and you're already dead?" Especially when you have a 12 gauge in your hands pointed at him.Originally posted by rajiv
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...just to give you people an update. Legend, I followed your advice even after the dude warned me that I was fuking with the wrong person. Yesterday, when I was walking home, he can with some of his guys, who were all carrying knives, and they pushed me against the concrete, and said that I was gonna get my fukin' balls slit. They held me down, and gave me a little cut on my chest for a more "physical" warning. He told me reporting this to the cops would be bad mistake, and that I would get some sick torture. He was laughing the whole time I was getting cut up. Man, I am thinking about killing him I'm so pissed. I know someone who has a 12 gauge shotgun, and I'm thinking of blowing his brains out. Then we'll see who won.
(This post is long because it'll do you a big favor if you read the whole thing with a clear head.)Originally posted by rajiv
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...just to give you people an update. Legend, I followed your advice even after the dude warned me that I was fuking with the wrong person. Yesterday, when I was walking home, he can with some of his guys, who were all carrying knives, and they pushed me against the concrete, and said that I was gonna get my fukin' balls slit. They held me down, and gave me a little cut on my chest for a more "physical" warning. He told me reporting this to the cops would be bad mistake, and that I would get some sick torture. He was laughing the whole time I was getting cut up. Man, I am thinking about killing him I'm so pissed. I know someone who has a 12 gauge shotgun, and I'm thinking of blowing his brains out. Then we'll see who won.
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.