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"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
Top 10 Shallow Reasons to Workout
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"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
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.
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And the reasons help too. And I was considering the other reason too 
Wow, I don't feel this is a shallow reason at all. What is shallow about taking pride in your own achievements?this_dude_55 said:
Pumping iron to impress chicks is delusional thinking. I would venture to say that most women just don't give a hoot about massive muscles. In fact, with many, it is a source of sarcastic amusement. That said, I don't care. I lift for #1...me.
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Here's a shallow reason:
I'm a fat bastard.
One incentive I have is that for every 15 pounds of flab I lose I gain 1/2 to 3/4 inch on my ding-a-ling.
I'll lose about a century before I'm happy which will give me something to dangle.
Oh god !
I'm a fat bastard.
One incentive I have is that for every 15 pounds of flab I lose I gain 1/2 to 3/4 inch on my ding-a-ling.
I'll lose about a century before I'm happy which will give me something to dangle.
Oh god
!"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
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.