"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.

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Why do DJ's hate women so much

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skinnyguy said:
I should have done a drumroll for PHM's standard "white knight" response. Some people are so predictable it just gets silly.

It's sad that men on this board are blaming women for their depression. My ex gf was awesome and made me feel so good inside. She never manipulated me an in fact I cheated on her which I regret now. I think I couldn't handle how much she loved me.

These fake DJs are doomed to a life of loneliness because they only care about getting laid. If you want to be a 40 year old man who is single an going to bars on Friday night, be my guest.
Any man who believes the only road to happiness is being with a woman is a pathetic faggot.

Just like there is more to life than getting laid.. there is also more to life than being a co-dependent faggot. :crackup:
 

"She's Out of Your League"

You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.

Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.

She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.

Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.

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skinnyguy said:
The end of chivalry/proliferation of slvts is largely our fault. We have been watching porn and wanting women to just be sex objects. How do they react? By playing hard to get, not responding to texts, flaking, and being bipolar.
Congratulations. You get an A in Introduction to Women's Studies. Unfortunately, you also get an F- in Fundamentals of Common Sense. Women are bipolar, flaky sluts because men see them as sex objects and aren't chivalrous enough? Are you for real??? Let me ask you this. Do you think that your caveman ancestors were "perfect gentlemen"? Holding the door to the cave open, pulling out a bear rug in front of their women, bringing them fresh flowers from the field and all that? The answer, of course, is no. Your male caveman ancestors dragged your female caveman ancestors to the their caves and fvcked them. That's about as chivalrous as it got. Men have always treated women as sex objects because women are sex objects. In fact, the very phrase "seeing women as sex objects" is stupid due to being completely redundant. It's like saying that you see cars as transportation objects. Well, duh. Men, by design, are driven to seek out and impregnate women. Not discuss philosophy, debate politics, talk about the weather or ask how their day was. Impregnate. That's our main biological imperative. How else are we supposed to see women, if not as sex objects?

Chivalry is actually a pretty recent invention. It first took hold among the English and French aristocracy and only became mainstream in the late 19th-early 20th century. In many parts of the third world, chivalry does not exist and never did exist. And women over there are actually a lot more docile than their Western counterparts. How many feminists you think there are in Saudi Arabia? Not very many. Women today are entitled, flaky and "bipolar" because they are now our "equals" and men no longer exercise authority over them. It's like making kids equal to their parents. We are living in a real life version of Lord of the Flies.
 
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