Ken785
Master Don Juan
im talknig about Pook and Mr. Fingers and others...those who have been on here for a long time...any insight??
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
Are you always that poetic?Docs said:The same reason why the greats thoughout the history of time don't exist. They moved or passed on. Replaced by the greats of today, and the upcomings of tomorrow.
Who's the greats of today? David Delangelo is the only one I can come up with.Docs said:The same reason why the greats thoughout the history of time don't exist. They moved or passed on. Replaced by the greats of today, and the upcomings of tomorrow.
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.
i look up to my gf. is she a great?Docs said:BigJ: Meh, sometimes. Guess that makes me different
Peter: A great is whoever you look up to...