Sure, Why Not?

Nice guys are really nice and all, but, man, are they stupid!

Some guys like to wear this title proudly, even though a great many of them are liars. So many guys who call themselves “nice guys” most definitely are not. They just say that to lure a nice girl into their clutches. And vice versa! Plenty of girls call themselves “nice” to lure a nice guy into her clutches. From there, the phony nice one would either toss away the true nice guy or girl after a little while, or keep him or her long term, happy to have a nice guy/girl to abuse and exploit.

Nice guys are respectful, patient, loving, appreciative, courteous, with a sense of humor, and probably a lot of other crap, too. That’s why they’re great. Trouble? They couldn’t recognize a nice girl if she bit him in the ass!

(Although why she’d do that, I don’t know nor want to know, moving on…)

They just think they can recognize nice girls, but most of the time they really can’t. They know they want a nice girl, but the trouble is nice girls are hard to come by (as are nice guys). Time goes by and goes by, and they haven’t found a nice girl yet (or they have probably found several but can’t recognize them, but whatever). Soon they get desperate. While still not recognizing nice girls, they begin to peg a different kind to be “nice”. Usually they’re total skanks. The only reason the nice guy is even drawn in is because she paid attention to him. You know why? That’s right! She’s the aforementioned fake nice girl. She’s probably had a history of more one-night stands than the ocean has water molecules, or maybe not. She might have just kept things within relationships or something. Either way, she makes herself accessible! And that’s what makes the unwitting nice guy think the definition of “nice girl” is no other than “accessible”.

What then becomes of the nice guy? It varies. The fake nice girl might lead him on for a while, pretending she really cares for him, causing him to fall in love or whatever, and she enjoys all the control she then has over him. She’d eventually just get bored of him, probably cheating on him for a while first. Or, she might stick with him. Shit, they might get as far as getting married. This type might not be as interested in increasing her list of guys as she is in taking advantage of a nice guy long term. Poor nice guy is too dumb to notice. He might notice eventually, but it’d be way too late by then probably.

What I’m saying goes for both genders. Just thought I’d point that out if you’re wondering.

Why can’t the nice guy recognize the nice girl? Heh. For probably the same reason a nice girl might not be able to recognize him! A degree of shyness tends to accompany being “nice”, although shyness does not necessarily mean someone is nice. Plenty of shy assholes out there! Anyway, if both the nice guy and the nice girl are affected by this degree of shyness, it’s hard for anything to really get started. Even if they were already good friends! How would they even have the opportunity to prove to one another that they are nice at all?

So there you have it. Nice guys and girls are great but stupid. Fake nice guys and girls need to fucking die. Self-proclaimed sluts (I use that term for both sexes) get some points for at least being honest. There’s probably a ton of other categories I didn’t acknowledge nor want to. Whatever. Either way, this all still just validates my previous claim that relationships are fucking stupid.

Oh, what am I, you ask? Am I a nice girl? I consider myself one, although it could be argued I don’t quite fit the category. Depressing if I am, though. Would that just mean I’m doomed to wind up smitten with some asshole who just wants to mark me down as another notch on his gun?

Well, let me tell you something! Perhaps I cling to my personal preferences and ridiculous expectations like a used condom, as the nice guys I’ve considered move far away or are deflowered by some skank, one by one.

But my time has not passed yet! I will NOT be another victim of some fake nice guy’s claim to be “gentle” just so he can feel superior and in control.

All things considered, this is all a recipe for me to be alone for the rest of my life, but seeing as I’m happy to be celibate, that doesn’t bother me. It works out.

But still. Nice guys? You’re wonderful. You’re fucking retarded.