we all eat food
Senior Don Juan
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i dont have anyone to go with, so is it OK, if i go there alone, and the prep rally before the game.
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.
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.
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.
Great Job man!!! See it WAS worth it......keep taking chances like this and meeting new people....slowly but surely youll have a great social life.Originally posted by we all eat food
Alright so i went to the prep rally, and i saw my teamate Sam, and hes a really quite kid so i just watched all the teams come out and ****, and then afterwards there was a huge bonfire and everyone was getting ****ed up smoking drinking, and the police came in and ****, i only smoked though, and everyone was like going crazy ****in jumpin and takiling people, and then i found a group to talk to that i sometimes talk to in class, and i was just chillen with them there and then afterwards we are waiting outside with everyone else and i saw some more kids and everyone was ****ed up, so those kids i was with ditched me since im not there friend and i went home. end. Overall i had a good time besides being ditched, but that didnt bother me since im not even friends with those kids. I just talked to some kids in my classes or acknowleged them after they ditched me and ****. END
i still dont have a social life but none the less i had a good time.
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.