In a world of nostalgia and magic there was a little thing called chivalry, unfortunately that world is simply a fairytale that we hear as little girls and spend the rest of our lives searching for Prince Charming to gallivant up on his white horse and sweep us off our feet into a beautiful sunset, kiss our lips sweetly and whisper sweet nothings into our ears...and as the story goes we should live happily-ever-after.
It doesn't work that way ladies, society has evolved so dramatically that it's quite rare to find even a glimmer of it left. I don't believe that chivalry has died, the bastard is just on life support and losing the battle that rages on between a woman wanting a man to treat her like his princess and then sending him mixed signals that she's a "strong, independent woman who doesn't need a man". The mixed message and double standards may have led us to exactly this place and time, it's a tragedy.
However, it is not all the woman's fault...
Men.
They don't grow em like they used to...
Arrogant, pretentious, self-serving pricks...now.
Sure, you're momma raised you to think you're special and any girl would be lucky to have you, but that's her fucking job and at some point you need to slam your dick against a wall, wake the fuck up and realize that just cause the woman that pushed you head first out of her little twat hole found you irresistible doesn't mean that every other twat walking down the street, sitting in Starbucks, or on the internet thinks your shit would smell like roses on a hot summer day. So get down off the high horse that's giving you blisters on your ball sack and realize you have as many fucking flaws as the girls you spend your time criticizing.
She likes you, but you don't think she's pretty enough, skinny enough, or smart enough? Maybe she's willing to love you regardless of your irrational and egotistical attitude but you're gonna miss out because she isn't the model/rocket scientist you seem to think you deserve in life. You say you want a girl who is "real", yet you want a girl who is absolutely perfect in every way...perhaps your should refine your definition of perfect, or stop looking for perfection altogether and take a step back into reality.
She's not pretty enough to take home to momma? Well, tell momma to build herself a bridge and take a flying fuckin leap off it. Once you become an adult it is no longer about whether your mom is going to approve of the girl you're with or not. Who cares if your mom thinks you deserve better, if the girl loves you, takes care of you, supports your every dream, encourage your every whim, and spends every moment of her life trying to find some way to put a smile on your face, than momma can shove her "He's my baby boy and he deserves only the best" bullshit up her cobwebbed hole.
She doesn't make enough money? SAY WHAT! Homie, you're trippin. Just cause she wants to be independent and have a job, be self-sufficient and not have to worry about a man taking care of her every need, doesn't mean that she needs to support your grown ass self for the rest of your life while you sit on your ass eating powdered donuts, drinking Mt. Dew and playing Xbox all day. She is not your momma, she doesn't owe you a damn thing and it isn't her responsibility to make sure that your bills get paid.
She has quirks? Um, yeh learn to live with them and love them because no bitch should ever have to change who she is in order to be with a man. If you can't love a girl for who she is the moment you met her - regardless of her past, her flaws, her present, her quirks - than just keep on moving. Cause it doesn't matter if she tries to change, deep down inside she will always be exactly who she was the moment you met her and one day she will resent you for making her try to be someone she never was. You've got quirks too, be intuitive enough to recognize them and not judge someone else too harshly for theirs.
Now, ladies...
Stop trying to play it like you don't need a man, and then bitch that guys are dicklickers on a mission to rule the world with their decaying jizz tissues and obsession for Doritos. Stop trying to change them, accept them for who they are -- even if it means you laugh at them while they scratch their nuts with their Cheeto fingers.
You're not perfect either, whether you think you are or not, deep down inside we all have issues (even if your issue is that you think you don't have any) and you gotta be a big girl about it, realize that it's a two-way street and you've shit your big girl britches a time or two in the past and have to be willing to accept a guy who's done the same.
I don't believe in soul-mates, but I think there is a pivotal moment when you find someone who understands you and accepts you just as you are...that is when you know you've found yourself someone who would be willing to go through every struggle, every up and down, every life altering moment with you and still hold your hand in the end and tell you how strong and courageous you were.
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