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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
I don't know which elementary school you went to, but "young and innocent" I would not say.Vitanoid said:I wouldn't mind kissing an elementary school girl. Young and innocent...mmm...
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
yeah bro totallyVitanoid said:I wouldn't mind kissing an elementary school girl. Young and innocent...mmm...
haha yeah bro i know exactly what your saying.TheEnergizer said:huffman, lol i was the exact same way, player in elementary school, then during middle school i took a 180 degree turn. wtf is up with puberty man. a bunch of younger kids i know like my cousins and stuff are always fun and dont have all these social boundaries and such. you noticed that?
then in middle school society turns you into a total wuss, you start respecting peoples boundaries, behave properly, care about what people think of you, and a bunch of dumb **** like that. you start to become shy (unlike in elementary school, shy kids in elementary school are much more rare than in middle school) and you turn into a *****. then in high school you realize that youre doing something wrong and you try to go back to being interesting again, usually succesfully, but still, it takes some time out of your life.
remember in elementary school when you used to play tag and talk to all the girls without a problem? you could hug em and play with em and the only thing to be afraid of was cooties. maybe you start turning into a loser when you start liking girls, and start being afraid of doing something to drive them away, or something. or maybe its society telling you to behave yourself and respect peoples boundaries.
whatever it is, its bullsh*t. i spent the former part of the last 3-5 years having all these fears of girls. it took some drastic sh*t to undo some of those new fears when in elementary school girls were all over me, before i even starting liking them as more than buddies. now im fine.. but still, anyone else think that its bullsh*t?
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.
BS your only 16TheEnergizer said:i of course dont need this site anymore, but i still visit once in a while just to see what people talking about.
its okay, he's just trying to pull you back into the barrel...just go. I'm only here for the entertainment.TheEnergizer said:of course i have a lot to learn, i just said i didnt need THIS SITE anymore, since ive pretty much read all the important stuff on here already. i still need experience like you said. i just said im pretty natural at the whole thing now and im not a complete idiot when it comes to it. im off to a good start, the rest will just take experience. this site doesnt give that. thats why i said im pretty much done looking at this site. everything else i will learn on my own over time.
and i never said or insinuated i was better than everyone else... i just stated the facts. you dont have to believe me, what do i care, i dont even know you.
maybe it was when i stated i was 'at the top'? how bout i rephrase, 'on top', as in 'im back on top of things and got my life together again'. thats kinda what i meant. im not comparing myself to people. never do, and didnt intend to. i was really just comparing myself to myself, my main point being that i had a low point in middle school but worked my way back to my own standard. i dont worry about other peoples personal standards, and understand that everyone has low points, and skills in different areas. people arent equal or inequal. theyre just different, thats all, and one shouldnt compare one to another. i can compare myself though, which was what i was doing, from now to back when i was in middle school. and all i can say is im glad because im on better footing now than i was before. whoo.