Walden
Master Don Juan
Discovery of a vestigial penis.
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
All these things are a turn on for me. The only kinky thing I'm not into is placing things into my ass. I'm game for everything else.Originally posted by RKTek
-body piercing
-desire for kinky sex (way past your own preferences)
-doesn't shave
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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.
Whatever.Originally posted by RKTek
-body piercing
-tattoo(s)
Alcohol, marijuana, and nicotine are all fine (I'm no hypocrite).-drug use
Whatever.-cheating
Who cares. They all have a "past" to some extent.-incredibly disgusting past (she was a 'ho') but now says she's changed
Whatever, but I've found that lesbians/bisexuals have much deeper issues that inevitably become serious problems.-lesbian relationship
Again, I'm no hypocrite, so this is ok.-criminal record
Yeah, this is bad, but try finding a girl who doesn't lie...-lying
If you can't handle yourself against some chick, you've got other problems.-physically violent
Whatever, but there are certain things I won't do.-desire for kinky sex (way past your own preferences)
Are you serious? These are all NEXTable offenses without even having to think about it.-STD (herpes, syphillis, ghonorrhea, AIDS, or any other yucky body stuff)
-doesn't shave
-poor hygeine (mouth, body, body odor)
Whatever.-used to be really fat, but lost weight to better date
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.