Nice Guys escape the Friend's Zone.
Nice Guy Thoughts
Understanding Why Nice Guys Fail With Women?
Mar 4th
The nice guy that learns how to attract is far more successful than the typical jerk that does not understand why he gets laid.
Go ahead and ask any woman you see and she will agree with me. If she doesn’t, I want to hear about it and I want to hear the reasons why. If she does not agree and acts stubborn about it then you also have one less woman to concern yourself over building an attraction towards you. So stay away from her. her life probably centers around jealousy and mind games in a childish attempt to control men anyways.
Nice Guys Lie to Themselves, in Their Just Friends Relationships
Feb 24th
Here is the feelings of a guy I once knew in his mid twenties. He was considered a man, but he really was just a boy. A good part of him was a nice guy but the other part, a liar. The part of him, who was nice was good friends with women he More >
My Thoughts on How Being Cool Makes you More Attractive
Feb 14th
Was I cool? Am I cool now? Am I one of those men that some most people just think, he’s such a cool person.
I’m really cracking myself up writing about this now. But who cares. What really matters to me is what I think is cool. Right? Sometimes I will stare at a gorgeous moon on a clear night and say to myself, that is so cool. Sometimes I will watch a friend screw something up and make a fool of herself. She will walk over to me and we both laugh, “That was so cool!”
Put in another context the word cool takes on a different meaning. There are groups of people in every generation that are deemed to not be cool. They can include parents, teachers, retired people, and yes, politicians. (remind me to never mention politicians on this site) We’re all most likely going to find ourselves not cool to another group at one point in our life. It’s inevitable.
No. We’re not Dating. I’m just her Friend.
Feb 13th
“Wow. (slight pause) You are beautiful. (pause) Listen… I don’t want to be your friend. I don’t want to be the guy you call up at three o’clock in the morning, complaining about all the jerks in your life. I don’t want to be the man who listens to you whine about all the creepy guys that hit on you that day. And I definitely don’t want to be the man who you blow off for some great sex with a loser. I just don’t want to be him. (big pause) I want to be the guy who lights up your eyes when I enter a room. I want to be the man who you wake up in the morning thinking about, and the last person on your mind before you go to sleep. I want to be the man who will hold your hand one minute, and wrestle you to the ground the next. I want to be the man who you’ll come up with every excuse to be next to. The man that makes your mind wonder, and your heart beat just a little quicker. That’s the man I want to be and if there is even a slightest doubt in your mind that I might not be that man, tell me now, and I’ll walk away.”
Nice Guy: I’m Tired of Being a Loser With Women
Feb 2nd
Another evening goes by, The nice guy trudges his ass home, alone, tired, and frustrated. He watched yet another jerk steal the girl he had his eyes on. He talked to her for a little while but nothing came from it. He failed to ask her for her number. He failed to make her feel attracted towards him. He thought she must only like jerks. His thoughts centered around why she would put up with this guy’s shit when he could be there for her. He could show her what it felt like to be treated like a princess if she would have only give him a chance, but she didn’t!
He goes home alone again. feeling like a loser with women, feeling helpless, and clueless. He went out again feeling strong that this would be the night. This would be the night he would meet that special women that actually liked nice guys. He stood tall when he left but lost two inches and hunched over as he walked up the steps alone. Staring at the floor where he hoped a woman would soon walk. But the steps felt nothing but the weight of his despair. The steps heard nothing but his two feet and the echo rang through the hallway due to the silence. No laughter from a woman. No sweet conversation about what a good time she had. No smacking of the lips as he had hoped.
His imagination before he left had the evening finishing just the way he planned. He imagined rushing to get the keys in the door and have that magical evening of sex with a woman that finally fell for a nice guy. The beautiful girl locked in his eyes as they begin to kiss….
