A Letter from a Nice Guy

All my life I’ve had problems with females. See, I grew up believing in the concept of karma, so I choose to be a nice guy in hopes that I wouldn’t get fucked over, for lack of a better word.

On the surface many think that the minds of women are simple, which is completely wrong. Their minds are similar to labyrinths, an intricate maze that is easy to get lost in. Every female can toy with anyone’s emotions. The reason that not many realize this is that there is so much attention given to the stereotypical male. Females know how to spot the nice guy, they spot him and take him, they keep him close, she confides in him, she might make a pseudo pass on him, and then he gets the courage to act on it; yet she has a problem with it.

It’s a cycle that is completed way too often; however, the cycle is often stopped when the female decides to settle down. So she settles with the nice guy, sadly this guy who has been given the short the end of the stick goes with her just because he doesn’t want to have been shitted on for no reason. He feels that the embarrassment was worth the reward. I say that’s bullshit. Why stick around?

So consider this a letter from a nice guy. No worries, this letter isn’t exactly for every single female out there. It goes out to all the females who choose not to notice, the ones who choose to use nice guys as a cushion to fall back on, and the ones that go with the asshole and complain to us when they get walked over. So, just cut the middle-man out and take the nice guy. If not, just keep in mind that we won’t be there forever.

-Shakah Herrera