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.
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.
This is something I only thought personally. This is always the case?DonGorgon said:Men and women can never be true friends... one or both end up wanting to F
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.
First, graduate to the intelligence level of a small land mammal.harvard3 said:Hmm...we used to be very close friend....we can tok bout everything.....
now i had find out tat i like her........but i just dunno wat to do?
we used to go out once a week but.....mostly....i call her out.....
Yeah, when I read this earlier today, I thought to myself wow the kid who won 5th place in the Special Olympics was able to stop eating his boogers for 30 seconds and register on this forum. I wonder how he actually registered did his mom help him.Telos said:First, graduate to the intelligence level of a small land mammal.
As frustrating and unfair as it is, you actually have to be coherent to score with the ladies most of the time. Sometimes you can occasionally get away with a well timed series of deep, primal grunts... but I'm getting the feeling that with you that we should probably focus on baby steps. One thing at a time. Deep breath.
Second. Stop calling her. The fact that you "tok bout everything" together has probably already destroyed any drop of attraction she has for you. She needs you to give her the gift of missing you. Stop your tok'n and get a hobby that doesn't involve her. Here is a pro tip: The more you call her, the more she's definitely NOT thinking about your thick man meat deep inside her.
Telos said:First, graduate to the intelligence level of a small land mammal.
As frustrating and unfair as it is, you actually have to be coherent to score with the ladies most of the time. Sometimes you can occasionally get away with a well timed series of deep, primal grunts... but I'm getting the feeling that with you that we should probably focus on baby steps. One thing at a time. Deep breaths.
Second. Stop calling her. The fact that you "tok bout everything" together has probably already destroyed any drop of attraction she has for you. She needs you to give her the gift of missing you. Stop your tok'n and get a hobby that doesn't involve her. Here is a pro tip: The more you call her, the more she's definitely NOT thinking about your thick man meat deep inside her.
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.
Is his name supposed to be ironic?harvard3 said:i don understand wat u mean in the first step....
bout the baby steps??
can u give me some advice wats tat bout?
I think we need some more info here. Are you retarded? I think knowing this will help us give you advise Special Ed. If you are not technically retarded then what the hell is wrong with you. Also the name Harvard is that for the school you go to The N.C. Harvard School for the Janitorial Arts ("Where special people go for a special job")harvard3 said:guys ....
i need more opinion...........
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please