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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
I know nothing about your trip but it sounds like your flying somewhere to meet a chick ? I personally would never pay for a flight to go hang out with a female. That being said, It wouldn’t be a **** move to bolt early if it sucks. My buddy once flew to Tennessee to hang out with some girl he met on one of our guys trips. He spent a week there and they pretty much stayed in, watched movies, and ate delivery food... he got nothing and said it was horrible. He should have been gone the first night.
Have you lost your mind? The definition of desperate dudes do desperate things right here.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Huh? Wtf? 2 years?????????
That was the plan.....You better give her one of these when you first see her.
Seriously set the stage for a romp in the hay. And follow through. You have had enough time to prepare her. I'd have a hotel room set where you know you won't be disturbed. No meeting the parents or the friends. Once you leave the airport it is straight to the hotel room.
Yeah I have to hand it to the OP for sticking it out for 2 years. I don't know any gal that wouldn't have already friendzoned a guy even after a couple months of just talking and no meeting.
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.
Yup. That's what normally happens in these situations when you are talking long distance with someone for a long time. They are in love with the idea of you not actually you. If you met in person it would ruin it for them so they'd rather keep the memory of you in their mind than the real you.
Dude. Get some options. FF sake.
Lesson learned.
