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.
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.
You can still learn that what you tend to be attracted to is crap. Some of the babes I used to be "attracted" to that caused a lot of trouble in my life, I can see the "trouble" in their character and movements. So I know better. Many I wouldn't even want to bang anymore.Attraction isn't a choice.
And feeling sorry for her isn't going to change anything.
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.
Physically... 5. Maybe a 6 if she wasn't such a mess. Her diet and exercise regimen are clearly poor, skinny, and pallid as her skin is. No wonder her life is such a wreck. Personality, zero.What would you rate this girl?
She's getting passed around, lied to, pumped and dumped. Just played for a straight fool, and she keeps going back to it.Physically... 5. Maybe a 6 if she wasn't such a mess. Her diet and exercise regimen are clearly poor, skinny, and pallid as her skin is. No wonder her life is such a wreck. Personality, zero.
It's girls like this with a little more meat on em, a lot more confidence and makeup that guys are calling "hot girls". Just some dumb broads!What would you rate this girl?
But a less built less alpha less worldly man won't have her acting as stupid.She's the female Ted Mosby. Or me like 2 years ago.
She must be an easy mark for dark triad types/players. Something about her must just scream "low self esteem" and will latch onto anybody that gives a decent compliment and from there easy manipulation to sex and boom.
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.
She's a 9 if she's crying because my c0ck is slamming against the end of her vaginaPhysically... 5. Maybe a 6 if she wasn't such a mess.
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.
Yes. Apparently she doesn't have insight about herself enough to know that.Shouldn't she figured out now the red flags behind these kinda guys and started targeting a different type of man?
getting pumped and dumped over and over again isnt about attraction/what you are attracted to, it's about using men to validate herself, and fill a void and boost self esteem. I'll never understand a woman who thinks that just because a man chooses to put his penis inside of her, she is now validated.Attraction isn't a choice.
And feeling sorry for her isn't going to change anything.
This is the second time you captured my post and inserted words that I never said, trying to reframe my meaning. You need to stop trying to manipulate my words and twist my meanings.Women who are frigid , and play games making men "wait" are filtering for an easily controlled, sex-starved man with no options. Whether they know it or not.
This whole "quality" theory is dogsh*t. Same with therapy.
Again, you insist on inserting your own words and assumptions into my statements, in order to make YOUR personal points. I am not so incredibly simple, or shallow, that I would ever call any woman a slut, or 'too easy'.You indicated that women who are "too easy" attract "low quality men".
Anyone with any sense knows what you mean by that.
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.