MatureDJ
Master Don Juan
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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.
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.
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.
You sound like the guy that was the inspiration for the song, "I'm my own grandpa." :crackup:backbreaker said:i remember when i was younger, about 23 years old and i had just moved back to little rcok from florida and i went to a club downtown called the underground pub and i am in there doing my thing and i run into my step mom.
now, my step mom is closer to my age then my dad. she's 8 years older than me so at the time she was 31 (and my dad was 46). she had had one too many to drink. guys i would fvck the dog **** out of mys tep mom lol. she's like 6'1, very nice body, very beatiful woman, head turner when she walks int he room. she is all over me and she asks me to dance with her. you walk about awkard. part of me wainted to honestly rail her. my dad had just hit on my GF i was dating a few years ago and i still had issues wtih him over it i was thinking this is my one free fvck my step mom card lol. part of me was like dude you can't do this lol.
my friends were with me they were like dude. that looks just like gina (my step mom) i was like dude that IS gina lol.
she told me she would be rihgt back and you know how like when someone is touching you and they hold that hand for one second too long and slide it away, she gave me one of those. i was like oh **** lol. i dipped out lol.
i never have been able to look at her the same sense.