Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
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Shoulder to Cry On.

Have you ever actually had a shoulder to cry on?

Not a hypothetical one. Not a text saying, “I’m here for you.” Not a phone call while you’re crying your eyes out. Have you ever been so broken that the second those arms wrap around you, the moment their body warmth touches your chest, and you feel like their love or presence is holding you together, you just fall apart? Have you ever rested your head on a loved ones or a friends' shoulder and sobbed your freaking heart out? No words, no explanation, just crying? Have you? Because I have. That is the best and the worst feeling in the world. You realize this person is here for you. I mean really, here for you. But yet you notice how fragile you are.
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Mr. Nice Guy.

Nice guys finish last because they make sure their women came first.

Most of my blog posts is about love, voicing out girl's point of view or the side of the ladies who happens to be in the same situation as me or their situation that I'm relating to. I don't want to be so bias so this post will be about the gentlemen. The guys' turn now. *smiles I have a handful of guy friends too. && I think it would be nice to know more about their side every once in a while considering the fact that they also suffers a lot of drama on their lives. *winks Obviously I'm not a sexist, i respect and value each other's principle. So lets just say that i'm trying to exercise a good balance on this blog. :)

Usually we see the “nice guy” in love with a “good girl”, but the “good girl” is in love with a jerk. The jerk gets the girl, crushes her heart and the good guy is there to mend the pain. Now this is when she will either fall in love with the “nice guy” cause she realized he was there for her the entire time, or (in most cases) she will fall in love with another jerk, who will also crush her heart, and the “nice guy” is there to mend her pain again. This happens oh so very often. It must be irritating and frustrating for the “nice guys” to always experience this.