loreocookie
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Didn't need his computer to find it.squirrels said:Keep your b!tch off of your computer.![]()
How about just not treating people like $hit?? There's a concept.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Didn't need his computer to find it.squirrels said:Keep your b!tch off of your computer.![]()
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.
Now that I think about it, maybe I should apologize.Nighthawk said:Loreocookie ...wants a little apology. Then she wants some make-up sex.
Hahahahahahaha this is why the trade centers falling doesn't matter cause we don't give a sh1t about our fellow man anyway hahahahahahaCentaurion said:AHAHAHAH
It's because of sh!t like this I <3 sosuave.
I remember a kid posting about how his sister turned him on and posted her myspace profile or something like that. And guess what the guys here did? They emailed her the link to his post!
Hahahahahaha
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I'm proud of it? Yeah right. Some of things on here are pretty disgusting and hurtful.Nighthawk said:Women have tons of sites where they discuss their men, in depth and without mercy.
Loreocookie has not said she would never do a similar thing, which is a sign of guilt to me. She's probably got a bunch of threads about you on handbag.com already.
Secretly she's quite proud of the thought you put into her email, and respects the fact that you are not easily fooled.
Her pride's a bit wounded, so she wants a little apology. Then she wants some make-up sex. That's about right isn't it?
Hey newbie, how bout you spend some time on here (she has 5 posts as I write this) before you judge us.loreocookie said:I'm proud of it? Yeah right. Some of things on here are pretty disgusting and hurtful.
I wouldn't have to resort to such tactics...because I have this thing called self-esteem.
I'm guessing most of you don't know what that is.
loreocookie said:I'm proud of it? Yeah right. Some of things on here are pretty disgusting and hurtful.
I wouldn't have to resort to such tactics...because I have this thing called self-esteem.
I'm guessing most of you don't know what that is.
LOLlol1 said:No one gives a sh!t about your sig HoHo.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Let us fondle your breasts.loreocookie said:I'm proud of it? Yeah right. Some of things on here are pretty disgusting and hurtful.
bla bla bla.
mmm it was a highschool relationship so it was ****. she cheated on me... :[Docs said:That's pretty cool, what happened to her?
Better yet...did anything work :rockon:????
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Amazing if this is legit, just how fvckin clueless (or thoughtless) both sexes are. This poor douche is posting to actually try and understand this chick who he obviously wants to keep and she angrily berates him for it. Or perhaps there is a fine line between anger and excitement? To know this guy is rating and focusing on HER means she's gotta love it? But how much? Whats real and whats not? Maybe its the bluntness of how a guy can just put it all out there and the lack of covertness that angers chicks?loreocookie said:How about by apologizing for not only rating her, but posting it online?
Or apologizing for posting a personal and emotional email - and then having the reaction of "Is she bluffing?" Did you ever consider how you hurt her feelings? Did you get anything at all from the email? Or did you only think of what game you should play next?
Cmon now, you know thats not true.loreocookie said:Some of things on here are pretty disgusting and hurtful.
mpimpin said:an old g/f saw SS in my history and asked about it. I just said it was a self improvement site about gaining confidence. She bought it and dropped the questions
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.