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.
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.
Good on you for growing out of that sh*t. Black, white or hispanic, if you listen to hip hop for anything other than a few laughs, you are a friggin' retard..full stop. Hip hop is not even music per se. Just a bunch of primitive, recycled beats.Fatal Jay said:
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.
Take that red pill again bros, see with unclouded eyes.LOL. And what is typed above is supposed to be logical?Warrior74 said:LOL The hating in this thread is so illogical. Especially if you watched this video in the other thread. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkQItILduuM
Making it rain = Strip club alpha display. Money means nothing. I am better than every other male you know. Sure it's competing for strippers and gold diggers, but every other woman is still impressed by this in their reptile brain even if their higher brain knows it's stupid. Of course you can ask them, and course what else would a so called decent woman say?
It's done for a reason. And it works. If it didn't, it wouldn't be done. It's simple once you understand it. The hate comes from jealousy and other things.
Boilermaker said:
Men don't stay rich long doing this :crackup:Warrior74 said:
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 think most music is "friggin' retarded... full stop." (whatever that means)... But there's quality music everywhere... Stuff that isn't retarded... in every type of music... rap include!Bokanovsky said:
I can't really get down with defending this.Bokanovsky said:
Relevant.Fatal Jay said:
The reality is that music and films have long been dominated by predatory child molesting faggots...the abusers and the abused...from James Dean to Michael Jackson, to Marlon Brando, and Gregory Peck, Clint Eastwood was the kept boy of director Arthur Lubin, Johnny Depp being kept by Nick Cage early in his career...men either were gay or were gay for pay in order to bask in the bright lights of hollywood fame.( . )( . ) said:
There's attraction, and there's plain idiocy.Warrior74 said:
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.
Crazystarf said:
open your mindBokanovsky said:
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.