"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"

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.

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The Saddest day of my life?

roiclicks

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OK, this is going to be an old story but some of you guys might relate. I've since learned how to deal with women but back then I didn't. I was 21 and wanted this 19 year old, bad. We had a few things in common and went to the same University. I knew her family and we had a few group dates.

This girl was nice, a virgin and super decent. I had a lot of respect for her. Anyway, long story short. I decided to pay her a visit one day and tell her how I felt about her. (BIG MISTAKE). I got the "you're such a nice guy, I'm sure you will find someone special for you SOME FV*** day" Well, she didn't say it quite that way. In the meantime, as I am trying to tell her how I feel, this morbid girl on the couch, upon hearing a knock on the door and looking out of the window, suddenly gest a huge burst of energy, leaves me sitting there and jumps on top of this fat, short, balding guy at the door, some guy named BRUCE.

Sh** I say to myself. It was a former boyfriends who'd moved away and had just moved back to town. I was devasted at the time. Here I was, looking sharp, fit, not necessarily a bad looking fellow as you can see from my myspace profile
http://myspace.com/myspacegene and didn't even get a chance to be traded. I got owned.

She ended up marrying the short, stubby, bald guy and has 9 children today for what I heard. Bred like a rabbit. I never had a chance to take her to a movie or even hold her hand, even after months of interaction with her and her friends.

Lesson learned: girls like jerks, dorks and non-threatening guys. She just didn't like me. I got over it but I still remember that day and I've never forgotten her deep blue eyes, brown hair and smile. Many women came and went but nobody like her.

But I wouldn't want 9 kids either so it was a good thing we didn't marry and knock boots! :)ha
 

"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"

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.

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ElChoclo

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No, you haven't learnt your lesson. Girls don't like dorks and non threatening guys.

That wasn't the saddest day of your life, the saddest day of your life might be the one when you finally realise how much of your limited lifespan you have wasted thinking about one girl.
 

WestCoaster

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Wow, if this is the saddest day of your life, consider yourself lucky. I've had some pretty big real tragedies. You're a living, breathing, walking poster child for AFCness.

Riddle me this? Why is it such a big deal for these young 20's to be dating virgins or taking their virginity away? Then when it happens they act like the woman owes them something or should stay with them. Been reading a lot of victorian novels lately or something? Get that sh-t out of your head.

Freaking weird ... give me a woman who wants to put on a clinic in the bedroom.
 
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