stovepipe
Master Don Juan
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Did people actually think this is real? It's heavily photoshopped
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.
Did people actually think this is real? It's heavily photoshopped
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.
I read your post in this thread.Don't know what you're saying. The one on the left is a man. The one on the right is a woman. There are skeletal differences between men and women, not simply far distribution. Sure, women(natural women) have higher body fat and less muscle, but the skeleton doesn't change.
Look at your hands. A man should have a noticeable longer ring finger than index finger. Not every man does, but that's the rule.
Hold your arm out straight. A woman's arm bends noticeably away from her body, when her palm is facing up. That's because of her wider hips. It has nothing to do with body fat.
A woman's legs are also shorter than a man's, as a ratio, in proportion to the rest of her body.
Not everyone conforms to the norms, but those are the norms. Learn them. It'll help you spot trannies.
My own wife is very athletic, and had a low body fart percentage for a woman. She's tall, for a woman, and has broad shoulders, for a woman. But, even if she shaved her head, and wore a trucker hat, blue jeans, and a t-shirt, no-one would mistake her for a man, from behind, because she's build like a woman.
Now, I've seen paired shaped men, with narrow shoulders and broad hips, but they're not the norm.
Like what you like. Some guys like female bodybuilders, who've taken so many roids that they look like dudes. I prefer the bikini model type. To each his own.
Then God had me in mind when he created photoshopDid people actually think this is real? It's heavily photoshopped
I'd rest my head on that thang every day.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
This one is finally attractive, even tho her legs don't look natural to me. Seem disproportionate.
That girl looks like she has more damage than a battlefield from WW1..
Not to mention the tattoos.And in particular i don't like those stomach liposuctions that she looks like she has done. It's just unsettling and repulsive to me, both because it's disproportionate and especially for what it says mentally.
How can we ungay you?That girl looks like she has more damage than a battlefield from WW1..
And in particular i don't like those stomach liposuctions that she looks like she has done. It's just unsettling and repulsive to me, both because it's disproportionate and especially for what it says mentally.
She overall reminds me of Slaanesh.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Maybe she can't get rid of her bacterial vaginosis?What's wrong with this chick?
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Whats wrong with this one?That girl looks like she has more damage than a battlefield from WW1..
And in particular i don't like those stomach liposuctions that she looks like she has done. It's just unsettling and repulsive to me, both because it's disproportionate and especially for what it says mentally.
She overall reminds me of Slaanesh.

All they are beneath the superficial is some vapid pvssy and the use of their sex appeal. What do I care about their bodies when I can see that greater truth? They are just women. They don't have anything on me.Whats wrong with this one? View attachment 4693
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.
You ejaculate in her and then you'll still be in the same life and world you were in before. The same laws of nature, and the same human nature. No change to your life's homeostasis, nothing accomplished beyond sating an urge. They are just women. I won't be manipulated and turned into a drooling dog by their sex appeal.What about this one?
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Why are you here thenYou ejaculate in her and then you'll still be in the same life and world you were in before. The same laws of nature, and the same human nature. No change to your life's homeostasis, nothing accomplished beyond sating an urge. They are just women. I won't be manipulated and turned into a drooling dog by their sex appeal.
Cause it's become a habit to be here and I like the atmosphere and members.Why are you here then
We know thatCause it's become a habit to be here and I like the atmosphere and members.
Everyone can do what they want but speaking for myself I don't want to drool over women like a dog, I want a different character. I want to control myself... not let women control me. Fvck that. They are just covered in some superficial sex appeal assets meant to addle stupid male mammals like me, and that's it.
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.