Yo guys, finally, she is gone.
Over, gone, finished, and left.
she was beautiful, some people hated her for it..
But I had reasons ...
she took a fistful of soul out of my heart
put into a blender, and turn it on full speed..
I want to die..
I read this well written letter, was edited for me.. but I
still
appreciate it.. T.T
Its called.. Ode to nice guys.
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Ode to the Nice Guys
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This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last,
that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining
and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the
very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a
shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs,
those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back
and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores.
This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how
cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the
appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany
of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with
laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the
guys who respect a girls every facet, from her privacy to her
theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female
friends back from parties and never take advantage once theyre at
her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers
against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who
know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway,
for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules
favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend
material but somehow dont end up being boyfriends, for all the
nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated,
for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly
abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 30 SMSes, 12 voicemails on your cell
phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours
painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her
over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump
and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldnt
worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best
killing spree youd ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor
that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most
repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was
immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game
for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread
around the floor. This is also for that time she didnt have a
date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing serious
between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew
nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you,
justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone:
oh, but were just friends! And even though you were invited
purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways.
Because youre nice like that.
The nice guys dont often get credit where credit is due. And
perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys dont seem to get laid as
often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this
trend, but I cant. From what I have observed on campus and what I
have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the
workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are
just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just
want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen,
they say irrational, confusing things such as oh, hes too nice to
date or he would be a good boyfriend but hes not for me or he
already puts up with so much from me, I couldnt possibly ask him
out! or the most frustrating of all: no, it would ruin our
friendship. Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men
in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends
to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry,
guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I cant
figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I
want a nice guy!) and what they do (Im going to sleep with this
complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the
nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesnt last forever. There are
definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and
realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for
granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier,
finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice
guys. You know who you are, and I know youre sick of hearing
yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the
matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store,
your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your
propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy,
inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you
are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement,
and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this
society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
For now, I shall take my leave... time for me to commit suicde..
T.T
