taiyuu_otoko
Master Don Juan
Society is doomed...
How many more correctors are out there?
How many more correctors are out there?
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.
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 don't fap to those types of videos. It does not lend itself to that. It's just to feel someone is there.Corrector’s fapping sessions are going to be epic![]()
Do you feel lonely?I don't fap to those types of videos. It does not lend itself to that. It's just to feel someone is there.
At first glance, my tranny radar says she is rather masculine for an Asian chick.I dont think so. She is a medical student. You think a ladyboy can be a good medical student? I can also pick up her feminine energy, so she is 100% woman based on my internal "this is a woman" compass.
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 is like that lady I had a crush on in the work cafeteria that went back to India.At first glance, my tranny radar says she is rather masculine for an Asian chick.![]()
They help time go faster with call center work.Do you feel lonely?
There are a lot of (Hindi) Indians in Canada ...She is like that lady I had a crush on in the work cafeteria that went back to India.
Not allot of exotic Asians from the "Seven Sisters" (ie Seven Provinces) region of North East India though.There are a lot of (Hindi) Indians in Canada ...
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.
The girl is too pretty to keep to myself.I get it having some background noise or whatever but man Corrector somethings you just need to keep to yourself
She ain't even yours though, brother, she don't even know you exist!The girl is too pretty to keep to myself.
I have good tastes though. Btw, the crush lady at work acknowledged me and was aware I existed. We even exchanged emails. Therefore I already engaged socially, in-person, with someone who looks like her in the past.She ain't even yours though, brother, she don't even know you exist!![]()