Crosstimbers Okie
Don Juan
- Joined
- Mar 7, 2018
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When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
I stopped reading when I saw that the article and the book mentioned in the article are both written by women.
David is probably not a woman. Just by reading the article, and how dismayed the journalist is, the book seems to unravel a lot of truths.I stopped reading when I saw that the article and the book mentioned in the article are both written by women.
David is a cuck or gay.The co-author's name is David.
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.
I didn't see a list of 237...David is a cuck or gay.
I stopped reading when I saw that the article and the book mentioned in the article are both written by women.
So most reasons are not "pleasure" according to this Butch viewpoint.one is butch, and militant looking......took one look at her picture and stopped reading.....
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Depending on her attitude, workplace environment and social circle, this could last nearly two decades past her twenties.Status with her social circle is probably the number one reason to have sex amongst high SMV women in their twenties. She might be "attracted" but only because her friends would be, too.
It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...Status with her social circle is probably the number one reason to have sex amongst high SMV women in their twenties. She might be "attracted" but only because her friends would be, too.
Thus you must make them compete.It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
You know this type?It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...
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.