***please don't steal. I own all this. aspiring novelist here.
***so this is completely fictional and very biased and im just in the mood to write in this manner at the moment so lets just go with it ;) hope you enjoy..
1. First comes love, then comes... Yeah, right.
Here's the real deal.
Warning: the following is not for the faint heart.
If you've ever been told that girls are complicated, you're in for one hell of a surprise. Guys aren't all that simple either. In fact, when it comes right down to it, us girls, we're just needy at times. And we have expectations. We watch one too many Disney movies. We dream. But so what? We're all looking for the same thing in the end; and that's love. Guys, on the other hand, are manipulative; tricky; deceitful; misleading; and mostly, wrecks. The minute those sly dogs see you, they're hooked. They seek your attention, and when you finally give them the time of day, they sweep you off your feet with their charm and wit and sarcasm and charisma. They get you to pity them, to feel. And once you start falling, you're basically screwed, because what goes down – sometimes – just isn't coming back up. Can't you tell that in almost every relationship, the girl is always the one to patch things up? Exactly my point being. We try. We compromise. We sacrifice. We. We. We. I'm sick of it.
It's an interesting concept, I'll have to admit. And it actually really depends on the person. Normally, I would be all "Fall for him, he's the one, it's true love, it's okay to get hurt, that's life, etc. etc." But enough is enough; and unfortunately, this is the inner bitch talking. I would be lying to all of you if I said I wasn't hurt enough in my lifetime. So here's my little bit of advice to all you single ladies out there: fly solo for as long as you can. Don't ever fall for a guy and let him play you, because in the end, you're gonna be fucked. And you're asking, "I know this, how...?" Well, that's what the rest of the story is for, of course. Experience, my fledglings. It's all about experience.
