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.
Until you fantasize about the middle aged woman at work bending her over the desk and ****ing her during after office hours. Or even during office hours with the office door closed. I lift weights, so my mind wanders everyday.
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.
When the only thing on available to a man is a fatty or tranny, no wonder he loses desire.
The most I was able to do in a 24-hour period was 8. Cost me like 500 guilders.
Super relevant and underrated comment. It might be a good job financially speaking (I also did it), whole days of sitting inside stressing over abstract stuff in your head (and dealing with office politics at the same time) do not make it a good job physically and spiritually speaking. That's why I quit such a job (still do it for my own business, so I make my own agenda) and now work my body with manual labor as a side job.
Was with you until you said "middle aged woman"
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.
When you're horny, even they look appetizing. I'm ashamed to say it.
I’ve always felt that Leo’s dumping of his girlfriends once they reached 25 was subconscious to a degree. Once they lost their youth he just naturally lost attraction and moved on. An average guy will lose attraction, but it’s difficult for him to attract a younger woman, so he stays.
Leo is addicted to getting any woman he wants. He's living the dream, and I'd say he could die happy.
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.
Yes, I have noticed the women has to be more attractive in order for me to maintain an erection. When I was 25 I had sex with a woman who was nearly 300lbs. Don’t know if that would work out at 39.
