teacha
Senior Don Juan
stop fvcking quoting me you fvcking devil-worshipper!!! :trouble:Lucifero said:Why did you go back, for satan sake, why?
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.
stop fvcking quoting me you fvcking devil-worshipper!!! :trouble:Lucifero said:Why did you go back, for satan sake, 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.
:crackup:, I don't worship the Devil.teacha said:stop fvcking quoting me you fvcking devil-worshipper!!! :trouble:
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.
Clark Kent said:I made a thread about some girls flaking, a few hours ago. So I decided to go out to the club because I was p!ssed. So I see one of the girls who flaked, I recognised her face through a car window. Random car pulled up at outside the club that was closing, I didn't think it was her, then I walked upto the car and recognised her.
Basically, I'm in a world of sh!t. She was in some car with some black guy.
Which one is it?Clark Kent said:GUYS, I WASN'T BUTTHURT ABOUT HER FLAKING, I WAS LMAO AT THE WHOLE ORDEAL.
Clark Kent said:This dude came out the car and tries to be a white knight.
stick to your story.Clark Kent said:Oh and btw, the Black guy did see what happend, he told her to stop shouting and closed the car door on her.
teacha