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A few of you will remember me, but for the newbies, I'll tell you a few things about myself. I was in a year long relationship which I ended in january cos I wanted to be single again, and I'm slowly but surely getting back into my old ways again.
I haven't been on here in a long time and, in all honesty, I wasn't planning to post on here again. But, hobbit is awesome and convinced me to get my ass on here again so here I am.
I don't do games, routines, or fancy escalation... just good old fashioned flirting, plain and simple. No structure, no direction, no worries. I don't worry about what to talk about, I don't concern myself with escalation, I don't even concentrate on results. I just concentrate on being up front and having fun at the same time. What happens happens, and what doesn't... well, it still makes a good story.
I'm 23 now; I started looking into all this stuff when I was about 18 or so cos I was fed up with my sex life (or rather, lack thereof). I tried the mystery method, along with other indirect type stuff and to be quite frank it felt very unnatural and I didn't have any fun doing it. But then it hit me. These girls are cool and friendly, and even though I'm nervous and being a complete fuckup I can see that some of them are interested in me... I haven't got anything to lose, why not just be myself and see what happens?
So one night I just said to hell with it, I was gonna be my own crazy self and do whatever the hell I wanted. I didn't give a shit, I couldn't be fazed, all I wanted to do was go nuts and have a blast. I told girls they were sexy as fuck, I spun them round and had my hands all over them, I flirted like crazy and had the time of my life. The second I hit the dancefloor, this girl was eye fucking me so I went straight in and kissed her without saying anything. Our mouths were glued together for at least 5 minutes, it was intense. I don't even dance. I told 2 girls I wanted to go home with them and have a threesome, within about 20 seconds of sitting down. One of them called me a pervert and dragged the other girl away, who, incidentally couldn't take her goddamn eyes off me as she was being pulled away. That was awesome, and I loved it. I looked in her eyes as she was pulled away into the mass of people, with the biggest goddamn grin on my face... and I felt powerful, like I could have anything I wanted.
Let it be clear, gentlemen, that at first this was not confidence. It was insanity. The product of not giving one iota of a shit. Not many can just let go of their inhibitions like I did that night, not everyone has the right personality for it. But I'm not telling you to be me, there is a point I'm making here. There is no right and wrong method. You can be a crazy perverted handsy son of a bitch, or you can be soft spoken and timid. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that you talk to girls, get some balls and tell them one way or another that you're interested in them.
I do different stuff all the time depending on the mood I'm in. It doesn't matter as long as you're actually talking to girls and you don't bitch out the moment they put up some resistance. You'll learn more in one day doing that, than you will from all the books that have ever been written. And if you use a "method", use it because it feels right and clicks with who you are. Not because it sounds like it'll work.
The only difference between guys who are good with girls and guys who aren't, is that guys who are good with girls talk to loads of 'em and learn from all the mistakes they inevitably make. Personally though, I don't believe there is such a thing as a mistake. I break every rule and social barrier there is, and I've never regretted it once. Girls are simply into you... or they're not. If a girl is into you, there's not much you can do to mess that up. Conversely, there's nothing you can do to get with a girl who just isn't interested. And neither should you want to, if she doesn't like you for who you are then to hell with her. Be yourself, have fun and don't take any of this stuff too seriously. You're supposed to have fun, this is life... not science class.
Happy to have you back man!
This old dog has been waiting for your return!
