"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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"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
(Except from Vectorz he has issues)
What is wrong with traditional things?
Flowers(one carnation isn't bad if it's been a short relationship)
Card (doesn't have to be all love sick)
Candy (it's not that expensive, and it comes in cute boxes)
Dinner (it's like any other day only she gets to feel that you are doing for her. what a guy)
Maybe something fun(Ice skating, or something)
You don't have to do nothing, and there is no rule that says you have to spend a lot on your woman either. Besides this holiday was invented by women to get an extra day of pampering from their man. (just my opinion)
Now, before you jump to conclusions I did not state to do ALL the things listed. But a combo of them might be nice, and your chances of getting laid later that night are probably higher if you keep things simple.
Just my opinion
Oh, and I too would like to know what Gio is doing. He has a girl that he's in an LTR with so maybe instead of insulting people he could tell others what he's doing for V-Day.
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http://www.girlproblems.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&postid=146394#post146394Originally posted by Liz
Oh, and I too would like to know what Gio is doing. He has a girl that he's in an LTR with so maybe instead of insulting people he could tell others what he's doing for V-Day.
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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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Is it just me, or has this Liz girl taken a very unusual interest in me and my personal life?Originally posted by Liz
Gio,
Although I find this to be a bit much, I hope your girlfiend likes all that you have planned
And even though I see you skating through the question do you have any REAL thoughts?
I just find that your thoughts are usually provoking to some degree to all users of this forum. Whether they are good thoughts toward you or not. And it seems also that you say you have a knowledge of what a DJ should be so why don't you enlighten people to how you really work your skilz in real life. I just see a lot of sacasm and not a lot of real life.
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My girlfriend has been known to read this site from time to time, and I therefore cannot divulge my Valentine's Day plans until after the fact. However, they are certain to be a hit.
Sorry I believe that My Man is better than Gio. Besides 'Edge' if you had been posting here also I would have asked your opinions too, because you have been around awhile and may be serious with the people that post.Originally posted by The Edge
Man Gio....How long is it going to take you to get it?...
LIZ IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S ALIAS SHE USES ON THIS SITE!!
“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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I think you're on to something, Edge. You know she's lying when she says this:Originally posted by The Edge
Man Gio....How long is it going to take you to get it?...
LIZ IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S ALIAS SHE USES ON THIS SITE!!
Because, seriously... how is that even possible?
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THANK YOU VERY MUCH for all the help.
"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.
She'll love it and my tongue will have a rest.
OK, well I don't have to worry about it. The girl I've been dating off and on and breaking up with every few months has pissed me off beyond belief
I have done the smart responsible thing and dated other girls in this time frame, but what I'm saying is my hard earned money isn't going anywhere for this fabricated holiday!
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All right, all right, all right... Here are my Valentine's Day plans:Originally posted by Liz
Oh, and I too would like to know what Gio is doing. He has a girl that he's in an LTR with so maybe instead of insulting people he could tell others what he's doing for V-Day.
Erase all doubt from your mind, for tonight, you will know love. Let me tell you how I am going to lay it down.
This afternoon, while you are on lunch break, I will have a handpicked team of florists cover your desk at work with a mixture of sensuous-smelling rose petals. They will also leave a note reading, "Girl, you are most fine. I will pick you up at 8." This will show you and your coworkers that Gio is the man for you, as well as give you a glimpse into the personal attention I will lavish on you later that evening.
I will also instruct the delivery person to wait and clean the flowers off your desk when you are done looking at them, so that you can continue with your work day.
At precisely 8 o'clock, I will arrive in a pearl-white car to pick you up and transport us to dinner at the city's finest European restaurant. I will tell the driver to take the most romantic, scenic route possible to the restaurant. On the way, I will have a sterling-silver thermos filled with hot chocolate from the Swiss chocolate region. If it is too hot for you, I will blow on it until it is the correct temperature.
When you have finished the cocoa, I will take the empty cup away from you and pack up the thermos. I will then nuzzle your neck and whisper complimentary remarks into your ear, including, "You are more beautiful than a thousand lakes," "You are extremely special to me," and "Your bone structure belongs in a museum." This will make you wet.
Damn, girl. I want to get freaky with you right now on my desk. I want to ride you like a bronco.
When we arrive at the expensive European restaurant, the owner will greet me warmly and comment positively on your attire. He will then personally lead us to a private table I have specially selected for our evening together. As we browse the menu, I will inform you that if multiple appetizers are your wish, I can make that wish come true.
When the appetizers arrive, I will feed them to you with my hands, which I will have hand-washed with special anti-bacterial soap to ensure their cleanliness. You will then eat an entree of your choice and a dessert. While we eat these various foods, we will discuss your fineness and also your hopes and dreams for the future. This will make you feel closer to me and, as a result, make you want to sex me wild.
After the meal, we will forgo transportation and walk the five blocks back to my apartment, because the night will be so fragrant and beautiful. I will hold your hand and stroke your wrist lightly with my thumb. As we approach my apartment, I will pull you close, and it will feel right. It will feel like we are two interlocking pieces of a sexy panther jigsaw puzzle.
If the moon is full, I will point it out to you.
When we reach my penthouse, I will remove your shoes and kiss you passionately for five to ten minutes. Just when you think you are going crazy with desire, I will lead you to my large, circular bathtub. There, I will strip you down and place your naked body gently into the perfectly warm water. Then, I will wash you with a towel of my choosing. Make no mistake, it will be the perfect towel for your beautiful body, fitting your every luscious contour. If the scented perfumes I have placed in your bath water are not to your liking, I will drain the tub and we will start over. But they will not be incorrect, so we will not have to. I know you, girl.
After I have dried and moisturized you, I will comb your hair. If, while combing your hair, you would like me to comb either faster or harder, please say so. While I am doing this combing, you will think you will know love, but Smoove is ready to take you to the next level.
This is when Gio will lead you to his canopy bed. Keith Sweat will be playing on my bedroom stereo, creating the perfect mood for us to freak all night. And freak all night is what we shall do. Between freakings, we will laugh and tell stories, and I will rub your neck and back. Then we will freak again. This will go on until the break of dawn.
Damn.
When you wake up, I will make you French toast. If French toast is not what you desire, I will find another nationality of toast that suits you. I will not rest until I find this perfect nationality of toast, even if I have to swim all the way to Austria for it. After I find and make the toast, and you eat it, we will freak once more.
This is how the evening will go. This is how you will know love.
This was a column from this week's The Onion. The column is written by "Smoove B"
Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
All right, all right, all right... Here are my Valentine's Day plans:
Damn, girl. I want to get freaky with you right now on my desk. I want to ride you like a bronco.
I think I hear Liz breaking up with her boyfriend!!!
The Edge 'Some have it, and some don't'
"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.