If you haven’t noticed. girls are going for the badasses, the jerk-wads…The people you wouldn’t waste a minute on are the people with the girls!?
“How is it possible?” you might ask. For all the nice guys out there, this one’s for you.
How many times have you seen a girl thats particularly cute and asked her if she’d like to go out sometime, and she responded by saying, “I already have a boyfriend…” And he as he walks by, you notice he’s either a jock, badass, a-hole or a mix, and no matter how much you wrap your mind around it, you can’t figure out why that girl goes out with the guy who’s going to get her pregnant and then kick her to the curb the minute he’s done…
The Truth is that girls “like” the nice guys, but the Nice Guys are never the ones who get picked. I know most of you are thinking, “Thats impossible,” but when you think about it, how many of you friends who are true nice guys, have gotten lasting relationships. They always end up the same way, the Girl gets bored and ends it, crushing the guy. Even as you watch her go you know in the back of your mind that she’s going to end up f***ing some a-hole you knew in college!
As much as you hate to admit it, everyone seems to know, “Nice Guys, Finish Last!” You know the song, you now know the truth. I recently had a friend who is a girl tell me this. “It’s true, Nice Guys Finish Last.” I have never been more hurt than when I heard that… My body could have been beaten to a bloody pulp, but it wouldn’t feel nearly as bad as it did when a person I trusted, told me that I couldn’t get the girl that I wanted because of the way I was brought up. Because of the way my parents treated me and the way I was brought up knowing as the right way. Not through any fault of my own…Just because I was nice… And no matter what I do, I can’t change that…
Nice Guys out there, guys who have let their best girl friends throw up in their cars… Guys who hold the girls hair back as she voimts in his driver’s side seat. As you stand there knowing you’re going to be cleaning it up… Guys who listen and sypathize with the girls as they tell you about the guy that dumped her over the phone… This is reality. And no matter what anyone says, or even what your friends say… YOU SHOULD BE PROUD OF WHO YOU ARE, DON’T BE ASAMED BECAUSE YOU’RE A NICE GUY…
The more I think about what she said. The angrier I get. She told me “I like getting hurt.” While I stood there silently shedding a tear because I knew I could never be that guy. Never be that guy for anyone… I may seem like an a-hole to some people, to them, I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt anyone. I wish sometimes I could Shout at the top of my lungs, “THIS IS WRONG!” Those words eco through my head everytime I think about this. “Why is this happening, what would make people like this? Why can’t I be That Guy?” No matter how many times I run through it in my head, I find no answer.
Girls will be Girls. Even in the media and pop culture. Look at the hottest show on Cartoon Network. Naruto. Naruto, and Lee although may be anoying sometimes, always give 150% at everything they do, they don’t quit, they’re nice. They help where ever they’re needed. And yet, the girl the want, is infatuated with some punk who comes from a better bloodline, who treats everyone like dirt, who never has a kind thing to say about anyone.
I know guys out there want to change right now. But don’t bother. If you’re nice, you’re nice. You have been labeled subconsciously in girl’s minds, Nice. I’ve been told girls like the challenge of remorming the bad boys. They don’t even realize you’re there as they stare through you at the new kid in a leather jacket with a mohawk. I can’t even bring myself to think about being an a-hole. That’s not me. I will never change just because it’s accepted. I am Me. I would never stoop to posing. I like what I like, I wear what I like, I act how I like, I do what I like. If you can’t accept me for being me, the nice guy I am, Then you’re not even worth the breath.
The bottomline is, don’t try to be that guy. Be yourself, if she can’t like you for who you are, thats not your problem… I lay awake at night trying to contemplate it… I always come up with No answer. I think and puzzle, and I’m SICK of it. I’m done trying to understand. I understand that I can’t change anyone’s mind. I can’t change myself, and I will NEVER change to make someone like me. I’m not that guy, if you’re that guy, you have no business here, if you’re a Nice guy… Stay that way. You’re yourself, you shouldn’t be ashamed of it.
That is the world of women and the way they rip your heart out over some dick in the eyes of a nice guy.
I am, Phantom Gett, and I’m a nice guy. I’m there because I care.