Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
at the title.Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
I’ve noticed the same thing about old movies and photos. I think there are a number of reasons for that. Better diet and spending more time outside played a role I’m sure. But I think it’s mostly about genetics. People are becoming more mixed, so attractive facial features become “diluted”.
Ahh, it was meant in jest, brother.
Wouldn't this thread devolve into another "Looks vs Game" thread again?
Fair enough
What is this lowkey racist bullsh!t. "Diluted" people are some of the most attractive. Ever seen a woman born from Caucasian and Japanese parents?
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.
Did I hurt your feelings?
Kid has black face as his avatar, what do you expect? He has a post history of denying a certain WW2 genocide too.
...... Deep fake doctored up pics don't win debates. Get that shyt outta here.
Perhaps you could provide a link to that "post history"?
I am not going to waste my time digging around your post history when the burden of proof is on you. You have a racist avatar and you consistently post subtly racist non-sense on this site.
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.
You defame me by falsely claiming that I posted something and I have to prove that I didn't post it?
I don't think that's how the "burden of proof" works.
I know what it is and I know how you operate. You try to hug the boundaries of what will you get you in trouble and what will not get you in trouble. Unfortunately, there's plenty of times where you crossed that boundary a little too far. You try to appear as a Swan, but I can hear you quacking.You defame me by falsely claiming that I posted something and I have to prove that I didn't post it?
Do you even know who the person in my avatar is, you little troll?
From this non-response, I take it that you do not, in fact, know who the person in my avatar is. It's too bad that you won't realize the irony of your racism accusation, as the man in question is literally a hero to people like you.
Justin Trudeau is on TRT!
I know who it is, but you are using the character to preserve your borderline racist gimmick on this site. Are you even Dutch?
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.