The Lament Of Mr Nice-Guy

I’m a nice guy. At least I like to think I am. I go out of my way to make sure everyone around me is if not happy, comfortable. I stand up for what I see is wrong in my friends lives, such as girlfriends that manipulate, or are just generally horrible. I mostly do what asked, unless if goes against my core beliefs.

So, yeah, I think I am a nice guy.

But alas, what a world would we live in if the nice guy won? If she took your advice? If he stopped to listen to your reasoning?

As always the story revolves around matters of the heart, and as always, we will not get into that.

Maybe one day I’ll put the story up here. Maybe I wont. Maybe it will be something that will bug me till I die. Live is too full of maybes for my liking. I think from now on I’m going to take what I want. If I hurt people, then well, is that really my problem?

Anyways, this post is basically saying “I haven’t forgotten my blog. I’ll write something soon. And I know this doesn’t make sense, so shush and just accept it”.

With love,

Me