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.
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.
Haha possibly. Are you familiar with sex transmutation?betheman said:this appears to be a pretty massochistic thread to me
nope! myth? fact or fiction?TyTe`EyEz said:Haha possibly. Are you familiar with sex transmutation?
betheman said:nope! myth? fact or fiction?
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
why didnt you try and get into that crack instead?Poonani Maker said:Spilled my seed today..after a long while without. I was Tortured by a hired hand, chick at a home decor (trinkets, wall picture, incense) place was helping me bending over in front of me - ... nooo panties, guys, I could see the full crack of her as5. I "was" filled with testosterone having gone without for a few weeks, I just couldn't take it anymore, and you know how these girls today (she was in her early to mid 20s, kinda fvcked up face like a slvt (crooked lipstick-smeared (like a surfer) mouth, big nose) but decent bod and showing me her as5), these girls today will talk to you (me) in a porn-starlet-like tone, you know, just nasaly talking about something innocent but with a tone of "fvck me," Damn, guys, I just couldn't take it anymore and once I was away from her out of the store, the sun bearing down on me, I HAD to slip into a closed room grabbed this plastic wrapper thing I found on a shelf and jacked, then humped a desk (rather forcefully and hard I might add at first hurting the tip accidentally) banging with my balls full force spilling my seed. RIGHT when I'd cvm I felt regret and I'd felt a weakness come over me and a tiredness, relief, and not the same man I'd been in the previous weeks, I was no longer on edge, edgy, aggressive and in control. But...I was going Cer-raze-y at this point in time, Be-cause of this b!tch who showed me the crack of her dog-face attached as5. I'd had it! I could not hold back or take it anymore! I NEVER "just slip" into a room and bang one out cause I'm brimming with horniness. I NEVER do that, and can probably count on my hand how many times I've just HAD to release ASAP or be frustrated to H3ll for the rest of the day. That's why I'd lost it. I just knew that I would not stop thinking about her as5 if for the rest of the day if I didn't do something now!!! so I did. I first did that in high school or junior high I guess, but since then, I've not waited until I got home maybe, 3 times in my lifetime, very rare, but I just could not take it anymore today around noon.
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.
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.
Have you got a job? Now I have a week job this task is so much easierDJ Bax said:I'm at day 7 right now and I'm horny as ****. I had to get off the computer earlier today because I knew if I was on it for another minute I would go straight to pornhub and wank one.
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.