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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
She definitely looks like she hit "The Wall" to me..her hair is all gray. The photo is probably doctored. Celebrities like Hurley and Austin can afford plastic surgery. It's not natural. Look at the neck always.
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.
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Eew...not a chance. There are plenty of older women that I would still get hard for if I saw them naked. There are ZERO fat women I would get hard for if I saw them naked. In fact, I'd probably leave the room so I didn't have to look at them since it disgusts me.
yes. infertility renders them futile
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.
Depends. I have fvcked some fat women in my life and can shamelessly say I usually enjoyed sex with them as much or even more than slimmer women. Granted, the fat women I like are built like Jill Scott rather than Lizzo.
Not for me, lessens the chance they can get pregnant. And why the fvck do you care about whether they are fertile or not? Unless you are planning on marrying a land whale and if that's the case, well, all I can say is thanks...competition taking itself out the door.
nothing to do with land whales. fertility is the epitome of feminity
