hey champ i have to be a man and provide for them!Originally posted by Tha Realnezz
Maybe.
Of course that's a possibility.
But we haven't heard him tell that side of the story all the way through.
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.
hey champ i have to be a man and provide for them!Originally posted by Tha Realnezz
Maybe.
Of course that's a possibility.
But we haven't heard him tell that side of the story all the way through.
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.
ignore the troll guysOriginally posted by georgie24
hey champ i have to be a man and provide for them!
Never mind what i wrote..when i wrote this i had forgotten that she's a feminist(can't stand 'em). But yeah, like others have said, i'd try to get what i can out of her, and if nothing happens, ditch her!Originally posted by No Escape
Ditch her! Correct me if i'm wrong anyone, but i think if she really liked you, she would've let you nail her by now. Women like this are a waste!
I agree...Originally posted by diablo
Point proven.![]()
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.