"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
smile and the world will smile with you.
- Thread starter mangotot
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"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
Maximummax
Senior Don Juan
Some people says smile and walk up to a girl to open her---- this might work sometimes.
Some guys says-- Have a serious face/look mad...this will make her instantly submissive. try out both see which works
KingBeef
Master Don Juan
BlueAlpha1
Guest
If you like warm weather and live near the Great Lakes, you're behind the 8 ball by default.
If you like a rural lifestyle with small populations/no traffic and live in New York, you're behind the 8 ball by default.
If you don't drink and your friends are dysfunctional drunks you're behind 8 the ball by default.
It's kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy and your perception is your reality.
ImTheDoubleGreatest!
Master Don Juan
That last part I just said is the biggest problem people have when they first come to this place.
"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.
