"Your Own Worst Enemy."
A witty, comical and possibly delirious outlook on the upcoming chapters of this fanfiction.
¤Love for Girls:
We've all done it; Chose the bad boy over the undeniably sweetest guy you've ever met... Just because the tattooed, pierced, very cocky, arrogant ass has that 'danger' appeal even the 'nuniest' of girls are attracted to. Overlooked the 'good boy' who put their girlfriends on pedestals, to go out with a guy where the only place they put their woman is in the backseat.
BUT... Even though girls are apparently brain wired to chose the guy who we know will break our heart over the one who will cherish it... we make the same reckless, idiotic decisions when it comes to love and wonder why we are where we are; You can't have your cake AND eat it too.
We're all waiting on a knight in shining armor or prince charming on a white horse... Come on, get real; If they haven't arrived by now, they've taken a wrong turn and due to their pride being up their asses; refused to pullover and ask for directions. At this very moment, as we speak, they're probably kickin' it with the big bad wolf playing the latest installment of GTA. What am I trying to say?
He ain't coming.
¤Love for Guys:
In a girls mind, guys have a close to nill % chance of doing anything right and they know this; So why even try? Granted there are some guys out there that actually know how to romance a lady, problem is...
Most of those guys use their own definitions of romance on many women... at the same time; Men need to learn how to court a lady. Instead of bringing sexy back, Justin Timberlake should of been out shuffling through over inflated male egos to bring chivalry back.
Chivalry is not dead. Guys, don't listen to Nelly when she says this.
or
Maybe it is.
Well all know at least one woman that would nearly bite a guy's head off if he made an attempt to open the door for her.
Apparently just saying 'thank you' is dead too.
¤Baby Daddy's & Baby Mommy's:
There's nothing sexy about babies having babies; That three seconds it takes him to slide on a condom is nothing compared to the 9 months + AT LEAST 18 years of taking care of baby Carlos.
So wrap it up. Or take claim to the child.
¤Death:
It happens... a necessary change that no one has control over; Except maybe in 'The Sims' when the Grim Reaper pays your Sim a visit because you locked her in a door-less room with nothing but hard tile and not even a toilet to pee in just to see what happens... and then you plead with Mr. Death itself, and even then it's a 50/50 on if he spares her life... if so, they come back an alienated green, never be the same again, Sim... so, who's really winning?
But life isn't some stimulated game you can enter cheat codes in and take a bath in your overflowing tub of simoleons you picked from the money tree.
Death; It happens... and when it does... it shatters lives.
I don't think people realize how their lives are put in the hands of other people every day.
¤The Generals:
We even manage to get in our own way sometimes, it's called self sabotage and boy does it suck. Especially when it's not only our lives we're ruining, but those of others.
Either way, we've all screwed ourselves over in one way or another; Some of us more than others. It's true what they say about everyone being their own worst enemy.
At the end of the day, it doesn't matter who you have by your side or who's there to comfort you, you're the only one you can truly pull yourself through. Because even though having hope that someone's going to come and sweep you off your feet is good in theory... Life doesn't work that way.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
At the end of the day, there's only one important question to be asked;
Who is going to save you from yourself?
Because life isn't a fairytale.
¤Authors Note:
Follow the lives of dozens of young people {Characters from The CW show 'The Vampire Diaries' as humans} as they go through life in Mystic Falls {Minus the supernatural} going through the various situations above and then some as their life goes on... for some.
Who's going to save them from themselves?