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Don Juan
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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.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
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.
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.
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.....
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.
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 can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
You know this type?It's almost as if their base nature is sluts in competition to see who can get the most best ****...
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.