Hey guys, I've had this problem recently where it seems like every other girl I meet is a fvcking cutter. I work with at least two in the kitchen at work, and at least another three work in the restaurant section. The last girl I dated I had found out was also a cutter, and the gf before that was also a cutter. I cant get away from these fvcking cutters and its really starting to piss me off. :cuss:
"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
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.
Surrounded by cutters...
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"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.
Panda 2000
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Yeah, that happens to me all the time, man.
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Y'know, a few years ago cutting was deemed a authentic psychological issue. Today, albeit still psychological, it seems to be the latest fashion or fad. It's turning into the next alcoholism of teens and college age women. It just may be because it's cheaper than booze and less deadly than catching aids from just having meaningless sex. What a world we live in....
Phyzzle said:
Someone that cuts themselves to afflict pain on themselves to escape reality.....along the same lines as meaningless sex, drinking, and drugs.
I had some girl tell me that I'd go through a cutting stage. WTF?? Hellz No!!! thats some sick $hit
"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.
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No, I meant girls who work as vegetable cutters in restaurants and such.
Vulpine
Master Don Juan
I dated a cutter. Oooh man... when I found out her past, I sorta figured out why she was mutillating herself.
If you don't know what a cutter is, check out the movie "Secretary". Good flick. Get to see some t!tt!es, too!
If you don't know what a cutter is, check out the movie "Secretary". Good flick. Get to see some t!tt!es, too!
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
That movie fvckin' rocks! :rockon: (on a psychological levelVulpine 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.