Nice Guys and Stuff...

So, my Tumblr that I normally post crap like this on is on freeze, so some people told me to post this here. Um, for all the four people who even bother to read these on dA, it's relationship advice, so you might as well just skip over it.

Anyway, I was asked about "nice guys." Yes, we do exist. Surprising. I know! But we are here. And whoever made that saying, "Nice guys finish first." Yeah, THEY'RE FUCKING LIARS.

Us nice guys almost always finish last. It's kind of tedious to explain, so here's an example:

A few months back, my sister found a guy named Richard. I spoke to him a couple times, and he was genuinely a good person at heart. He wanted her after a few weeks of talking to her, but was too shy, and not to mention flustered, to say anything. My sister took this as, "He must not be interested," and started talking to a French guy.

Frenchy was a DICK. (irony...)

So, she got interested in Frenchy and decided she liked him. Well, Rich was a swirling vortex of FUCK at this point. He just didn't have it in him to say anything.

And, this is pretty much omnipresent when it comes to "nice guys." We don't care about, "I'll take out anyone to have her (or in some cases, him)." We care more for their happiness than our own.

And yes, it stings to see her showing affection to others, be it a mere hug, a kiss, or in the worst cases, her TELLING you all of the shit they did together. (By the way, for all female readers, NEVER DO THAT. Even if you don't know whether the guy's interested.)

But regardless of the pain, we're contempt just to know that you're happy, if only for a moment. We're willing to wait till you've been broken yet again. And when that happens, we're willing to be a simple shoulder to lean on.

The point is, us nice guys are fucking push-overs. Sad to say, but it's true. Well, not always, but most of the time. I've yet to see anyone who really cares about someone be always forcing others into their lives.

And on the topic of sex. No, we don't care too much about it. Well, I don't anyway. Not currently. Which is saying a LOT since it's coming from a teen. You know, a hormonal fuck-up and all. Actually, the more I think about it, the better this line fits. In the series "Chobits," one of the final lines goes like this:

"I don't love you because I want to make love to you; if anything, I'd want to make love to you because I love you."

Yeah, that about sums it up.

So, yeah. I basically went off on my sister with a lot of the same stuff, and she finally realized all that he was worth. And I'm happy about that. They plan on getting married after college and all.

So, for all the guys who can relate to this, just give them some time, and possibly a little more prodding.

And for the chicks, there just might be one of us for you at the moment. SO OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES. We can only bide so much.

~and our hands only work so fast ~