Tonight, I was reading the Le Love blog (which you should probably check out), and it had an interesting take on the "nice guy." You know, the guy who is always there for you. The post described the nice guy as someone who is basically a pansy. He's too afraid of rejection to go from giving you a shoulder to cry on to giving you kiss that makes you forget about what you were even crying about in the first place. He's worried that, in trying to sweep you off your feet, he's going to sweep you right out of his life since all you wanted was friendship.
I had a conversation with R a few months ago about why we girls tend to go for the bad boy when the good guy is waiting in the wings. I told him that the bad boy's draw was his air of mystery, the hint of danger, and the excitement of breaking the "rules."
His response: "Psh, I can be dangerous."
No. No, you can't. But, eventually, once a girl gets the bad boy out of her system, she'll need the good guy again, and then he'll have the chance to make his move.
I that I pretty much just rambled during this post and that it probably didn't make much sense. Sorry about that. Haha! Have a good week!
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