"For the record, I wrote this while I was in a weird rage at around one in the morning, without editing. Enjoy.
When I was younger I used to hear that quote, or read it, and just laugh and call it complete bogus. There was no way the good girl over there would ever fall for a scum like him. Never. Well never say never because you bet your butt she did. And then he fucked her over. Just as expected, and everything went according to plan. See, with those good guys, there is always the expectation that they will be the prince charming at the end of the fairy tale. Isn’t that what we are taught growing up? “Ella the girl of the cinders, did the wash and the walls and the winders, but she landed a prince who was brawny and blue eyed and blonde.” If everyone can have happily ever afters, why not you and the good guy prince charming you are with? Well, it’s because he doesn’t think you are Miss Right or because he is off fucking the not so good girl next door. With good guys, you never know what will happen. You think everything is perfect and will go along with those long lost tales, you will be proposed to, and the glass slipper will fit. But when that day comes that you find him putting the shoe on some other fair maiden, the happily ever after turns into a happily after never.
So us women who are left stranded without that prince who once charmed our pants off, have nothing to rely on anymore. Better not take a chance with that other nice guy who happened to waltz into our life at the perfect moment, no, you know you can depend on that one guy who no matter what time of night it is, kick you out of the house so he can sleep better, or ignore your calls until he wants something in return. At least with him you know that he will most likely be there when you want, or at least when he wants; and then treat you like crap, which is fine because you already know he will. He is permanently kept in the “bad boy” category and although he may seem nice every once in awhile, you know deep down he will never hop categories, so you keep going back because unlike Prince Charming, you already know he is an asshole and can depend on him to be one. Isn’t it much nicer to keep your expectations low so that he can go above and beyond one night and make you completely thrilled? Isn’t it better to know that he won’t call you back, but when he does it surprises you? Isn’t it better to know he may be with someone else that night, but then you get the text or call or email from him wondering what you are doing? Yes. With a good guy, you get none of that suspense. He has already beat all expectations, has nothing else to do but be with you, and he leaves you messages and texts so often it’s almost annoying. But as soon as any of that stops, we freak out. We suspect him of cheating on us, of ignoring us, of disliking us. With a bad boy, we already know he is doing that, and we are fine with it. And that, THAT is why the good girls always end up falling for the bad boys. They offer suspense and a very odd sense of security, that no matter what, we know we are screwed over in the end. "
When I was younger I used to hear that quote, or read it, and just laugh and call it complete bogus. There was no way the good girl over there would ever fall for a scum like him. Never. Well never say never because you bet your butt she did. And then he fucked her over. Just as expected, and everything went according to plan. See, with those good guys, there is always the expectation that they will be the prince charming at the end of the fairy tale. Isn’t that what we are taught growing up? “Ella the girl of the cinders, did the wash and the walls and the winders, but she landed a prince who was brawny and blue eyed and blonde.” If everyone can have happily ever afters, why not you and the good guy prince charming you are with? Well, it’s because he doesn’t think you are Miss Right or because he is off fucking the not so good girl next door. With good guys, you never know what will happen. You think everything is perfect and will go along with those long lost tales, you will be proposed to, and the glass slipper will fit. But when that day comes that you find him putting the shoe on some other fair maiden, the happily ever after turns into a happily after never.
So us women who are left stranded without that prince who once charmed our pants off, have nothing to rely on anymore. Better not take a chance with that other nice guy who happened to waltz into our life at the perfect moment, no, you know you can depend on that one guy who no matter what time of night it is, kick you out of the house so he can sleep better, or ignore your calls until he wants something in return. At least with him you know that he will most likely be there when you want, or at least when he wants; and then treat you like crap, which is fine because you already know he will. He is permanently kept in the “bad boy” category and although he may seem nice every once in awhile, you know deep down he will never hop categories, so you keep going back because unlike Prince Charming, you already know he is an asshole and can depend on him to be one. Isn’t it much nicer to keep your expectations low so that he can go above and beyond one night and make you completely thrilled? Isn’t it better to know that he won’t call you back, but when he does it surprises you? Isn’t it better to know he may be with someone else that night, but then you get the text or call or email from him wondering what you are doing? Yes. With a good guy, you get none of that suspense. He has already beat all expectations, has nothing else to do but be with you, and he leaves you messages and texts so often it’s almost annoying. But as soon as any of that stops, we freak out. We suspect him of cheating on us, of ignoring us, of disliking us. With a bad boy, we already know he is doing that, and we are fine with it. And that, THAT is why the good girls always end up falling for the bad boys. They offer suspense and a very odd sense of security, that no matter what, we know we are screwed over in the end. "
'til next time,
XOXO, B
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