My most recent ex was good looking and earned enough money that I didn't have to work (in fact she preferred me not working, so I had time to concentrate on my music... And cook for her, haha). I broke it off in the end because I was insanely bored. I think you'd have to be a low-quality male to want to do it just for the money, or you have your priorities all ****ed up
"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.
Would you date/marry a fat chick for $$$$?
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"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
There's PLENTY of interesting things to be done, if you have money and free time to pursue them. Hunting, fishing shooting matches, karate, sky and scuba diving, water and snow skiing, dancing, gymnastics, backpack camping, college of some sort, teach yourself to drive a big truck, run machinery, weld, paint, sculpt, write music, play it, etc. Just get some sort of 5 years at a time thing set up, that's all, all of it in WRITING, witnessed, copied, left with attorney. If a job is all you can think of to do, you are one sad sack.
It really depends
Only description of her is that she's fat, wealthy and loves me... if she was in other aspects a great match for me, was enjoyable to be around and intelligent and had similar values as me and was at least decent-looking underneath her outer layers... yeah, it doesn't seem like a bad deal.
Only description of her is that she's fat, wealthy and loves me... if she was in other aspects a great match for me, was enjoyable to be around and intelligent and had similar values as me and was at least decent-looking underneath her outer layers... yeah, it doesn't seem like a bad deal.
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Not unless the fat nurse hit the jackpot and won the lottery hahaha. Nurses don't make that much anyway. A guy would really lower himself as a man to do something like that. So no I wouldn't think of ever doing that.
"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Of course I would, but under the premise that I force her to lose weight (constant negs) and discretely banging other girls once in a while.
Imagine using her money to take constant vacations with first class tickets to places like Bahamas, Aruba, Italy, Spain - and just lying there on the beach, or buying a lamborghini and just driving around on the german Autobahn and doing whatever you wanted. Then you came home once in a while to please her sexually in the mansion, and outside the mansion there were swimming pools, tennis fields, a dozen cars such as an Audi r8, BMW i8, Lamborghini, Jaguar XF just waiting for you to drive it. Imagine cruising around with one of those cars with your 100,000$ outfit on and just picking up random HB10s in random cities all over the world.
Only a phaggot would say no to that.
Imagine using her money to take constant vacations with first class tickets to places like Bahamas, Aruba, Italy, Spain - and just lying there on the beach, or buying a lamborghini and just driving around on the german Autobahn and doing whatever you wanted. Then you came home once in a while to please her sexually in the mansion, and outside the mansion there were swimming pools, tennis fields, a dozen cars such as an Audi r8, BMW i8, Lamborghini, Jaguar XF just waiting for you to drive it. Imagine cruising around with one of those cars with your 100,000$ outfit on and just picking up random HB10s in random cities all over the world.
Only a phaggot would say no to that.