ticklkitten
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I read what steph earlier posted on myspace one day... it is so sweet and nice but as sultrybrunette noted... it goes both ways. That inspired me to write my own tribute... to the nice girls... and it goes a little something like this.
Guys, we feel your pain, we really do, but it just isn’t us, it’s the human race as a whole. So allow me to get in a word for the “nice girls” out there. Yep, they exist, I swear. We are the kind and trusting souls and are preyed upon by the handsome, charming excellent liars that are drawn to us. We are the girls that finish last, the ones who begin relationships cautiously and optimistically… frightened to like someone so much but hopeful because…. “this one seems different”. Maybe he listens well, or pays attention to the little things… he might hold open doors, or kiss you softly as you leave his house in the morning. The fear fades…. trust grows… you are blissfully unaware that as you are walking out his back door, someone else is walking in the front. It is these men who ruin it for the rest of you… so instead of giving props to your boys for keeping their game tight and not letting the ladies all know about each other, remind them that they are just ruining another nice girl who just wants a nice guy.
This is for the nice girls… we are the ones who treat a boyfriend like gold, we don’t cheat on him, we make him breakfast in bed, clean his house, do his dishes, his laundry, forget that we don’t live there… we just want him to see us as irreplaceable. We go pick him up at four in the morning after partying with the boys all night. Clean up the bathroom after he’s been sick, bring him ice water in the morning… maybe some McDonald’s too if he likes that kind of thing. We become experts at cooking his favorite meal, surprise him with peanut butter cookies, fresh out of the oven. We will never ever criticize him when he cries… a beloved pet dies and “acting like a man” no longer seems to matter so much. We will bring him through the hard times, and celebrate the good times. We find ourselves paying a little more attention to his favorite sports team, we may not like it but the things that interest him interest us too. If he opens the car door for us we reach over the seat and open his for him, even if every time we bang our “funny bone” on the shifter (why on earth do they call it “funny”?). We DO exist… not only in theory but in reality. Be careful with us, we might be able to hang onto that perfect trust if hurt to many times. We try to be brave and strong but so many of us fail…
And I apologize on the behalf of my fellow ladies that we hold you at arm’s length and keep you a “friend”. You see, we’re scared that if we ever bend that arm so slightly you might become just like every other guy out there. Friend status puts you on a pedestal. Although, I understand how unfair that must seem. You are very valuable to us, you have never let us down, you have been there through thick and thin, gave a shoulder to cry on, listened to us faithfully. We appreciate that and are unwilling to give it up, no other guy does that for us, or at least none we have met so far, you are perfect to us… the fear of giving up such a perfect friend is truly overwhelming.
This isn’t some forward but use it as one if you like. I (Carrie, Kitten whatever you call me) wrote this myself… keep your chin up guys… and keep your chin up girls… we CAN get through this craziness together.
Guys, we feel your pain, we really do, but it just isn’t us, it’s the human race as a whole. So allow me to get in a word for the “nice girls” out there. Yep, they exist, I swear. We are the kind and trusting souls and are preyed upon by the handsome, charming excellent liars that are drawn to us. We are the girls that finish last, the ones who begin relationships cautiously and optimistically… frightened to like someone so much but hopeful because…. “this one seems different”. Maybe he listens well, or pays attention to the little things… he might hold open doors, or kiss you softly as you leave his house in the morning. The fear fades…. trust grows… you are blissfully unaware that as you are walking out his back door, someone else is walking in the front. It is these men who ruin it for the rest of you… so instead of giving props to your boys for keeping their game tight and not letting the ladies all know about each other, remind them that they are just ruining another nice girl who just wants a nice guy.
This is for the nice girls… we are the ones who treat a boyfriend like gold, we don’t cheat on him, we make him breakfast in bed, clean his house, do his dishes, his laundry, forget that we don’t live there… we just want him to see us as irreplaceable. We go pick him up at four in the morning after partying with the boys all night. Clean up the bathroom after he’s been sick, bring him ice water in the morning… maybe some McDonald’s too if he likes that kind of thing. We become experts at cooking his favorite meal, surprise him with peanut butter cookies, fresh out of the oven. We will never ever criticize him when he cries… a beloved pet dies and “acting like a man” no longer seems to matter so much. We will bring him through the hard times, and celebrate the good times. We find ourselves paying a little more attention to his favorite sports team, we may not like it but the things that interest him interest us too. If he opens the car door for us we reach over the seat and open his for him, even if every time we bang our “funny bone” on the shifter (why on earth do they call it “funny”?). We DO exist… not only in theory but in reality. Be careful with us, we might be able to hang onto that perfect trust if hurt to many times. We try to be brave and strong but so many of us fail…
And I apologize on the behalf of my fellow ladies that we hold you at arm’s length and keep you a “friend”. You see, we’re scared that if we ever bend that arm so slightly you might become just like every other guy out there. Friend status puts you on a pedestal. Although, I understand how unfair that must seem. You are very valuable to us, you have never let us down, you have been there through thick and thin, gave a shoulder to cry on, listened to us faithfully. We appreciate that and are unwilling to give it up, no other guy does that for us, or at least none we have met so far, you are perfect to us… the fear of giving up such a perfect friend is truly overwhelming.
This isn’t some forward but use it as one if you like. I (Carrie, Kitten whatever you call me) wrote this myself… keep your chin up guys… and keep your chin up girls… we CAN get through this craziness together.
