logicallefty said:I smell fish
smell of fish probably comes from your ex's pvssy
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.
logicallefty said:I smell fish
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
hahahahahah..........eh thanks for noticing.......your sharp you areColette said:Yeah I am as ladyboy as your mother![]()
Excellent! Job done! youve achieved what you wanted by breaking up! you got your wish!rawson-1992 said:What happen if the girl you broke up with goes no contact with you!?
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
I didn't want to break up...Dtsm3 said:Excellent! Job done! youve achieved what you wanted by breaking up! you got your wish!
Yes, it did actually. And yours too.Colette said:
smell of fish probably comes from your ex's pvssy![]()
Oh sorry my friend, I thought you ment that you dumped her.rawson-1992 said:I didn't want to break up...
logicallefty said:Yes, it did actually. And yours too.
Read this: http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=217034
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:Colette said:and your mother`s
Sailing the Amazon and gathering skulls sounds like a pretty sweet deal. I suggest you talk to people about it at the bar over a game of pool.Cheeks said:So...my ex who dumped me after an abortion 6 months ago has a boyfriend now. I haven't talked to her in months so how do I know? She updates her twitter with how much she is in love with him and how perfect he is.
I can't stop looking. I've tried, I really have. But its just so dark right now. I am utterly alone. I have no women in my life, no friends nearby. No opportunities to meet women. I go to work, rot in traffic, and then try to pass the time when I get home. When I go out I end up sitting at a bar alone looking pathetic.
She doesn't even know I look at her twitter feed. She has just completely tossed me out, like I was nothing. How can this be? I honestly don't understand it. I feel like I'll never be OK again.
I've been so lonely and isolated for so long that I really think I'm losing my mind. I read about death cults, man-eating lions....I drink hard alcohol and pass out on my floor. Anything that will just help me get through the day. I applied for volunteering positions at local nursing homes...none of them responded back. I am completely invisible to the world.
Why am I such a faggot? Do I just kill myself? Become a monk? Bank robber? Sail the Amazon and gather a collection of skulls then die penniless in a Portugese mining town?
Don't have people to talk to. I deleted my Twitter account today so I couldn't have a means of viewing hers. Now I don't even have my 2 twitter friends that I've never met in real life lol.finickywake said:Sailing the Amazon and gathering skulls sounds like a pretty sweet deal. I suggest you talk to people about it at the bar over a game of pool.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Well, you can talk to us. Twitter's gay. Go to the gym.Cheeks said:Don't have people to talk to. I deleted my Twitter account today so I couldn't have a means of viewing hers. Now I don't even have my 2 twitter friends that I've never met in real life lol.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.