Vantagepoint34
Master Don Juan
saw a HB8 recently she wrote to me and I responded then moved on apparently. Still got her cell number and still see each other 
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life 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.
Waitresses are the worst.saw a HB8 recently she wrote to me and I responded then moved on apparently. Still got her cell number and still see each other![]()
Leave tonight. Who's going to tell her yes. The changes are just starting.Waitresses are the worst.
They are the cratered SMV meme I speak of. I wheeled one years ago who is now a single white mom with bastard children from diff black men. She us also a hundred pounds heavier.
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Its comical running into women from the past. Its like being at the circus staring at the bearded lady. Lulz be had.
This... WTF he just say ?Ah yes...the new trolls...write something incoherent and then reply to responses with more incoherent babbling.
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.