JohnChops
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Dhoulmagus said:Girls just ignore me. All my friends have a gf or a slam while I just have to sit there and watch.
2/10 would bang.
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.
Dhoulmagus said:Girls just ignore me. All my friends have a gf or a slam while I just have to sit there and watch.
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.
Atom Smasher said:You say you're ugly. What specifically makes you ugly? Be accurate and specific.
You'd be amazed how many guys have gone from ugly to good looking to women. There ARE things you can do, especially because a sense of style trumps innate looks.
Try reading "The Flow" by Dan BaconDhoulmagus said:Im sick of it.
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.
Post Your Pic http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=208384&page=3 Post 52applegoo said:Can you post a pic of yourself?
Yes, you do. You just don't recognize them.Dhoulmagus said:I don't get any IOIs
When thunder_god was in New York, he told your boy the same damn thing, to which good ole Rex said, "Are your boys girls even hot?" To which ole Thor had no reply, so "O.M.R." is going to ask you the same thing, are your friends girlfriends even hot?Dhoulmagus said:Girls just ignore me. All my friends have a gf or a slam while I just have to sit there and watch.
I'm like 185 lol. I was like 160 when I came to college, but I never got any girls lol. I see a lot of fat wannabe redneck guys with dimes here, so I have gotten the impression physique really doesn't matter.backbreaker said:i looked at your Picture,, you're not ugly. You have what I call the big black guy problem lol
i used to have a friend, brad who was 6'2, and chizzled. when we went out he would always get any black chick he wanted. he had the thug look thing going for him though he was far from it once you got to know him, he just liked to portray the look and blck chicks loved the tall rock hard thug look.
however, he never really got any footing with white women. i was 5'8, about 155 and i dated pretty much exclusively white women at this time.
looking at your pic you are about, 6'1-6'2, 200-220 pounds. you're in pretty good shape but i can see how a owman who isn't used to that look can be intimated by someone your size.
and your other problem is that you aren't thug enough to really hit it with the black chicks. so you are really a lot like me in the sense you're stuck lol.
i was 185-190 and i was pretty buit when i first got reallyo heavy into weight lifting but i was not having success with women. when i got to about 170-175 it skyrocketed.
you can work around being black and talk to chicks. you can't work around being BiG and black and trying to talk to chick slol. And you're not even really BIG, but i mean, a 6'2 210 pound black guy trying to talk to a 5'6 120 pound whtie chick,l in the south where all these racial ideas are already existing and she's going to be more concerned about making sure there are other people around, then she's going to be concerned about checking you out. tha'ts just how it is.
i'd lose about 20-30 pounds, you have to be inevitable. I can approach white women because i'm not intimating lol. i'm 5'8 and about 165. i'm a built 165 but still i'm small lol.
anyway just a thought from left field.
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.
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7rytm4lfi1rbz6m5o1_500.jpgMaximus Rex said:Dhoulmagus, how do you dress when you go out?
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.