"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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What do about this sly little c*nt?

Dr. Dawg

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I'm f*cking fed up with this saga ... I'm constantly blaming myself, spending nights laying awake in my bed thinking of this and eating crap food and generally feeling depressed about it.

On the 13th December a friend and I headed back to the Uni dorms after a great night out. We met up with 3 other guys and hanged out in my neighbours room. Things were going OK, we were talking mostly about the night. Suddenly out of f8cking nowhere my neighbour starts spraying me with his deodorant. I'm like wtf and pushed him back asking why he'd done it.

He totally ignores me and continues, this time using a lighter spaying flames right at my face. I was quick enough to shield my eyes with my forearm, and in an act of self defence I hit him. And it's only at that point that my neighbour, ex friend, tells me to leave.



Ever since that incident I've moved dorms. But it's only until recently I found out he's been talking **** to my friends in the old dorm and people he knows outside. On top of that he has lied to my ex GF about what happened too.

He has told them all that I hit him AFTER he'd asked me to leave ... but that's BULL****. Complete and utter BULL****. I wouldn't even think of hitting someone if they'd asked me to leave - I would leave, like anyone else would.

So yeah .... I'm in a right pickle, I'm depressed, I don't eat properly, I've got serious insomnia ...

I'm going to speak to the University tomorrow - hopefully, if they even bother giving me 5 minutes.

Is there any advice you can give?

Thanks.
 

"She's Out of Your League"

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.

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Dr. Dawg

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backbreaker said:
yeah i'm pretty sure that's not what happened lol

That's pretty much what happened, I've got a friend of mine who was in the same room who can vouch for me .... Lol.
 
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