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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
That's taking it to extremes.backbreaker said:it has nothign to do with insecurity and everything of not starting arguments for the sake of starting arguemetns..
I'm secure in my penis size.. should I go out side and walk around butt ass naked because of it, just getting an air dry? No, because it will cause uncalled for problems that can be prevented by wearing draws.
I never did like dating sites...if I were to do one It would be as blank as I could possibly leave everything.. there is no mystery and waht's thef un in that?
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.
You do have a point there. I feel sorry for the gay atheist out there who need to prove that their lifestyle isn't a choice...selfmademob said:Saying you openly atheist is like saying you are openly gay, just sayin...
Amen. (ahem!)I never did like dating sites...if I were to do one It would be as blank as I could possibly leave everything.. there is no mystery and waht's thef un in that?
Speaking of penis size, Backbreaker, guys on dating sites are notorious for sending unsolicited c0ck pictures. So you're not even exaggerating.I'm secure in my penis size.. should I go out side and walk around butt ass naked because of it
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
azanon said:It certainly takes a lot of guts to let the cat out of the bag, when most folks hold bags with cats. But dropping that bag sure does lower the weight load. I speak from experience.
I could say I'm Satan come down from earth, and if i delivered it correctly, I think I could still pull my fair share of chicks.
Serialized3 said:Put something clever or funny. Or leave it blank. Or put "I HATE GOD!" in. (Bonus points if you spell it as "I H8 GOD!")
You're thick in the head if you don't see both the humor in that statement, and that I was joking. Do you actually take facebook or whatever seriously? :kick:Charm&Style said:bro you're lame, how is that going to help him network or attract girls. Its ok to say you're atheist and be intellectual about it but its another to flame on God (which majority of the world "believes" in)
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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.
Not really, im pretty open minded, i just fail to see where the humor was (yes i get that he's an atheist and thus has no belief in god so its a so-to-say oxymoron) but still i fail to see the humorSerialized3 said:You're thick in the head if you don't see both the humor in that statement, and that I was joking. Do you actually take facebook or whatever seriously? :kick:
Plus, who cares what the world believes in? Most people are idiots.
I'm personally suspicious of people who define themselves by either religious or political ideologies. It's not about their belief whatever it may be, it's just the fact that they have to proclaim it in a self defining manner. I'm guessing it's because it's more difficult to engage people who are driven mostly by the beliefs of a group. Images of a horde, collective or cult comes to mind.theunflushables said:Fvck it, I'm not going to let Christians push me around. I will openly say that I do not believe in Mr. Jeezy Bits. If they want to run around and openly preach to me about my evil lifestyle. I will run around and tell them I am Pastafarian and proud of it!
the term sheep comes to mind here. heheFrancisco d'Anconia said:I'm personally suspicious of people who define themselves by either religious or political ideologies. It's not about their belief whatever it may be, it's just the fact that they have to proclaim it in a self defining manner. I'm guessing it's because it's more difficult to engage people who are driven mostly by the beliefs of a group. Images of a horde, collective or cult comes to mind.
Just my two cents.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.