logicallefty said:I smell fish
smell of fish probably comes from your ex's pvssy
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.
logicallefty said:I smell fish
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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!?
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.