well I got news for you, your so called imperfect features are nothing compare to what this man has, so stop the whining.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8s_7kEbsIQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8s_7kEbsIQ
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.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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.
Haha sorry I'm a bit high.Vladimir Horowitz said:What exactly are you trying to say? God doesn't exist since negative things happen to people or that God is "mean" to people for fun?
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.
No one said they want to be his friend.meitenesrigas said:Like any of you would have anything to do with him. God, how I hate people who are full of s---. At least I am honest. Unless that was a relative I would want NOTHING to do with him. That makes me a better person than any of you. Why? Because I am not full of s---.
Of course we would not want anything to do with him. The guy looks terrible and I don't mean that in a mean way. It would be hard for me to even look at him. But if I could help this guy be normal again. I would walk 100 miles for him. Even give up 5000 dollars of my own money. I would do this in a heartbeat.meitenesrigas said:Like any of you would have anything to do with him. God, how I hate people who are full of s---. At least I am honest. Unless that was a relative I would want NOTHING to do with him. That makes me a better person than any of you. Why? Because I am not full of s---.
This statement reminds me of that train scene with the asian chick on the first Hostel movie. That's plain horrible. If you were in that situation I'm sure you wouldn't think this way. But I sure know what you mean. I'm sure he could find a support group,and hook up with a mutated looking chick and live happily ever after.Aboleo said:I don't mean to sound cold-hearted, but I wouldn't want to go through life this way. I would hope that someone would just shoot me or something. Thats just me, though. I'd rather die, personally.