"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
Should I send flowers to my ex?
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"She's Out of Your League"
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.
ValleyDJing
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Dude, I wouldn't tell her the true story or you're not gonna get any.itishe said:
Kev07
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she's just trying to prod you for gifts.
She bought me gifts for my B-day about two weeks in advance of my B-day. She told me about it. But since we weren't going out and we didn't talk about if we'd be just FB's or what I ended up making out with two of her good friends, and the next week finger ****ing one of them. This pissed her off so she decided to not sedt my present to me. Things came around and she sent it out about 3 days ago.
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.
Listen dude...if you send her flowers to make YOU feel good...then no harm done.
We are not talking here some random chick you just met and she appears to be thoughful enough as to send you something for your birthday.
I do believe, however...that you are paying WAY too much attention to an EX that lives far away. Neglecting some potential girls near by.
Latino I agree I pay her more attention that she deserves, but then again she's the one always trying to get ahold of me. I can't sign into MSN without her eventually messaging me after 5-10 minutes (she expects me to do it and when I don't she caves in and messages me) and after she'll call me during the day she expects me to call her that night!Latinoman said:
"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
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After we broke up we had about a month of silence, then we had brief conversation that went sour real quick. She came back to town from college for Christmas, she was giving every girl that I hang out with glares and would freak out if her friends would bring her to a party I was at. Anywho eventually one night at a party she kept being playfully mean to me and I kept brushing her off.
She'd do her drunken drama, "why are you such a prick to me all the time ITISHE". I'd laugh and her and she'd keep getting closer to me, and holding me and asking me to talk with her, I kept denying her that. Sooner or later we ended up just making out on the couch and I ended up ****ing her.
The funny thing is after she left for school again, we got into another fight one night. Anywho she was telling me, "you wouldn't believe how many people tell me to move on from you Itishe, but I just can't". haha that was classic.