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.
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.
Good.Originally posted by eniktin
i am not contributing a single scentence to this forum again.
That would be me. If you want to read about "his bulbous member pushing into her tight vagina, which smells slightly of honey and sweat, as he slowly chokes the life out of her", then go buy a necrophiliac porno magazine - we don't need that garbage here. Grow up, and as someone else mentioned, it wouldn't hurt if you got laid instead of imagining how it must be. Minus the asphyxiation/rape/murder fetish, of course.Originally posted by eniktin
i don't know what idiot deleted my thread "erotic story for all"
A loss that will shake SoSuave to it's very roots, I'm sure.Originally posted by eniktin
i am not contributing a single scentence to this forum again.
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.
And you are who?Originally posted by eniktin
i am not contributing a single scentence to this forum again.
Cool, that'll make the mod's job much easier!Originally posted by eniktin
i am not contributing a single scentence to this forum again.
I think those were actually being incorporated into the story as sex objects. Scary stuff!Originally posted by Desdinova
Guys here don't want to read about romance. They wanna read about guy stuff. You know, violence, guns, cars, power tools, etc.
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.