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Sunday, July 4, 2010 !@#$% 7:15 PM

for the nice guys

And it kinda pisses me off you know, cause almost everywhere I go, I see girls copmplaining that boys are such jerks and what not. But are so blind to see what’s it front of them.

Now this might not apply to all of you, but for those with a close guy friend, everytime you call him at 1 in the morning to say “he broke up with me”, or the hours the guy spends listening to you complain about how “he” was checking out another chick, or how “he” never cares about you and the times he lent you his shoulder to cry on. Do you know you’re are killing him inside? Slowly and painfully? Inside his head he’s screaming “Why doesn’t she pick me??”

And perhaps most of you don’t have have close guy friends, but I can gurantee you that there is a boy standing from afar, just wishing you’d notice him, in his head saying “I’d treat her right…”

So before you go complain, just please, you’re not the only one getting hurt.



(To Infinity, & Beyond. )