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 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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.