I read several dozen stories a year from miserable, lonely guys who insist that women won’t come near them despite the fact that they are just the nicest guys in the world.
..I’m asking what do you offer? Are you smart? Funny? Interesting? Talented? Ambitious? Creative? OK, now what do you do to demonstrate those attributes to the world? Don’t say that you’re a nice guy — that’s the bare minimum.
“Well, I’m not sexist or racist or greedy or shallow or abusive! Not like those other douchebags!”
I’m sorry, I know that this is hard to hear, but if all you can do is list a bunch of faults you don’t have, then back the fuck away..
..Don’t complain about how girls fall for jerks; they fall for those jerks because those jerks have other things they can offer. “But I’m a great listener!” Are you? Because you’re willing to sit quietly in exchange for the chance to be in the proximity of a pretty girl (and spend every second imagining how soft her skin must be)? Well guess what, there’s another guy in her life who also knows how to do that, and he can play the guitar. Saying that you’re a nice guy is like a restaurant whose only selling point is that the food doesn’t make you sick. You’re like a new movie whose title is This Movie Is in English, and its tagline is “The actors are clearly visible”."
Okay listen, Anon.
I’m rarely on Tumblr. I usually have my Queue+ posting all day. I work full time, and attend university full time. I queue thousands of posts every weekend (it takes me like 5 minutes to do with Queue+), and let that run throughout the week.
I’m sorry for needing a place to vent and complain. For some reason, I thought this site was a place where people could be open about their feelings and thoughts. Guess I was wrong.
Honestly, It’s people like you who make it impossible for people to open up to others. It’s people like you who make me scared to make new friends.
Also, It’s you’re not your. So kindly fuck off and let me blog in peace :)