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
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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?
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
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.