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.
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.
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.
It depends on a lot of things.night56 said:Would you be her boyfriend he she like you alot?
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*spits water all over the place laughing*:crackup: :crackup: :crackup:ryannath said:If I was stranded on a desert island with just me and her there and no one else, i would not touch the woman. I would rather jerk off than have her 300 lbs of flab all over me jiggling like jello. Fvcking gross lol.
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.
I agree. If you like someone just do it. Why the f*ck would you care what random people think on the internet? If I like a girl and my friends (I mean real life, not you guys) don't, I say to hell with them. I run my life exclusively! There is no board of trustees who all get to vote on my actions. What I want to do is what I want to do. Suggestions are appreciated but my vote counts as 100% of the action.amoka said:What is all the post of "would you married this....." "would you be her this...." If you have interest in her, why don't you just go and do you thing with her... and seize posting irrelevant threads.
Birds of the same feather flies together. Check his help me loose 10lb post.night56 said:Would you be her boyfriend he she like you alot?
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But if you were stranded on a desert Island, wouldn't you want a relatively quick death?ryannath said:If I was stranded on a desert island with just me and her there and no one else, i would not touch the woman. I would rather jerk off than have her 300 lbs of flab all over me jiggling like jello. Fvcking gross lol.
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.
ryannath said:If I was stranded on a desert island with just me and her there and no one else, i would not touch the woman. I would rather jerk off than have her 300 lbs of flab all over me jiggling like jello. Fvcking gross lol.
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.