Ok, now, I have 109 people on my Myspace friends list as of today. Out of these 109 people, I'd say 80% or more are girls. Females. Women. Ladies. However you'd like to put it.
Apparently I want to/have/am trying to sleep with them all.
Now, I will admit I'm a flirt. Sometimes, yes there is intention behind it. Sometimes, it's harmless fun. Sometimes it's just a response. But apparently a guy can't have a female friend unless he wants to fuck her or is trying to.
It's true, some of the girls on my friends list or that I hang out with or have seen or have talked to or texted or have seen in the mall or even glanced at while walking down the street may have liked me or may like me, or I may have liked or even hooked up with at one point or even dated. As a matter of fact I know at least one girl on my friends list is my girlfriend from my senior year in high school, one of the girls on my top friends is someone that I dated when I was in my late teens early 20s, and so on.
Ladies, think about it. Out of every guy you have ever started to talk to, out of all the ones you know and you hang out with, how many of them did you start talking to because of some type of attraction? You thought they were cute, had nice eyes, a nice smile, they were intelligent, they were funny. They didn't necessarily attract you sexually, but they did something that attracted your attention. Maybe it did start with some harmless flirting to break the ice. Not every guy can just go up to talk to a girl for no reason. Some of us are actually shy, believe it or not, and get extremely nervous and need SOMETHING to help us get your attention.
Now, place yourself in the guy's shoes. Did they start talking to you because they wanted to bone you? Look through my friends again. How many of these people would I NEVER touch? Sure, you won't accuse me of trying to fuck them, because you don't think they're attractive. But maybe they're amazing people? Maybe they crack me up? Maybe they're just really easy to talk to? You don't find them threatening. You just find my ATTRACTIVE friends threatening.
Interesting.
Once again, place yourself in the guy's shoes. Why is it ok that YOU have 5 guy friends that constantly hang all over your, dry hump your leg or stick their thing in your ear when you're sleeping, text you at 3am to tell you they had dirty dreams about you, ask if they make you wet, walk in on you when you're changing, kiss your neck and always have their arms around your waist sneaking under your shirt, but when I have a female friend that sits in my room 5 feet away from me watching TV we're having sex? Can you say double standard? I knew you could.
Face it. Not every guy is banging every female he knows. Just because the 4 A&F wannabe models you hang with stick everything that moves and want to make you next, just because you're used to the way THEY act, doesn't mean the rest of us do. Some of us ARE out for something meaningful. And... here's the kicker... some of us ARE actually honest! If we say we like you, maybe we really do. If we say we want to be with you, we probably do. If we say we like you, chances are we do. If you feel that you can't trust ME because of what some guy did behind your back with your best friend 3 years ago, maybe you should stop second guessing me and start second guessing the company you keep.
If you ask me a question I'll answer it.
If you ask me to be honest, I'll tell you I already am.
If you ask me why you don't believe me, you should be asking yourself.
The girls that say there are no nice guys out there don't say that because they can't find one. They say that because they're not looking at one. They're confusing what they want with what they're asking for. And I bet you that every single one of the girls out there that complain there aren't any nice guys out there have at least 1 guy friend that fits that exact mold I just described. And I'm also willing to bet that he's the one that you complain to that there are no nice guys out there. Next time, just slap him in the face. It'll hurt less. Think about it.
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