"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
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.
Whats the cheapest and fastest way to make a blog?
- Thread starter Ricky
- Start date
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
h2o
Banned
Big Eee Zee
Master Don Juan
What the hell is with blogs? What makes every average, boring asshat think that their trivial accomplishments and sh!tty cellphone pictures of their loser friends entitles them to post their meaningless fluff on the net and expect others to follow them as they live out their mundane life? Really, these people don't contribute to society and do deserve some sort of unpleasant fate.
This isn't directed at you, ricky. I just hate bloggers who believe that informing the world how their lives are going somehow validates their existance. Friggin tools, so average. It's sad really.
Grrr...
(however, a blog that detailed Field Reports of DJ pick-up artistry WOULD be cool. Only if it was graphic, tho.
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