skirtChaser
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are you willing to walk a mile for a camel?
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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
muscleman said:Ever since my last breakup I kinda said fvck it and started focusing on myself. Currently there are a few girls that I could get with, but none that I REALLY want to do. One of them happens to live 1.5 hours away. I told her if I came to see her it would be a weekend thing and I'd have to crash at her place for the night to which she agreed.
But the question is ... is pvssy worth the drive? That's a fair amount of gas money
I'm finding myself at a bit of a crossroads, call it being selective or whatever, but I just don't go after the girls I used to anymore.
If she said you can crash at her place for the weekend I would definitely do it. Heck, I flew to LA to spend the weekend with a chick I met at a club only once (we kept in touch for about a month before I went to see her) with no guarantee of sex. It ended up happening, but regardless I still had a good time and would have done it again.muscleman said:Ever since my last breakup I kinda said fvck it and started focusing on myself. Currently there are a few girls that I could get with, but none that I REALLY want to do. One of them happens to live 1.5 hours away. I told her if I came to see her it would be a weekend thing and I'd have to crash at her place for the night to which she agreed.
But the question is ... is pvssy worth the drive? That's a fair amount of gas money
I'm finding myself at a bit of a crossroads, call it being selective or whatever, but I just don't go after the girls I used to anymore.
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.