The Wrong One...

I picked the wrong one. At the wrong time. For all the wrong reasons. I should know better. But sometimes you gotta let your guard down and let one in. For all the mistakes I make in my life, the only thing I consider them are mistakes. Flukes in the system. A smart man will build up the wall, but won't forget the door.
Ok. You can stop reading now. I thought I would have a lot more to go with that, but I feel like I peaked a little too early and just put my best metaphor up front. Wow. This has never happened before, I swear.
Alright, shake it off. Let's try this again... *AHEM*

Grow up or get out...

Grow some balls. Take a chance. Nice guys are always complaining about girls being with assholes, and putting them in the friendzone and all this other self inflicted pain of being patient with this woman who's supposedly stepping all over them. My advice would be to stop laying down over puddles for people. You know who doesn't get stepped on? Someone who's standing up.
I don't mean to be so mean to my friendzoned friends out there, but it's what you need. It's what I needed. If you're so in love with someone that you can't just let them go, make them make the call. If you're just fed up with listening to her complain about not being able to meet nice guys, and talking about maybe she should be a lesbian, nut up and tell her how you feel. "Look, I love you, to death, more than like a friend, or like a sister, I've been there for you for forever, but I can't just be a bystander anymore. I want to be the guy you talk to your friends about, not the friend you talk to about your guy. So what's it going to be?" and you know what? There's about a 90% chance she's just going to tell you she doesn't see you that way. And you know what you do? You say ok, and you hang up the phone. You walk away. With the slightest trace of disappointment, but with your dignity. You don't call her. You don't message her. You don't talk to her. You move the hell on with your life, because you just became a man. You go find you a woman who can accept you for you. And get happy. But if that takes a while, you wait it out.
And when you bump into her one day some where in Walmart, and she's all happy to see you, don't even show teeth when you smile. Say hi, be cordial, and move on. Be awesome. Because even if she has a boyfriend, (whom you do not say anything like "take care of her or..." to) you walk away, and I guarantee, she's going to look back at you with that look of realization. "I really missed something there." And when that giant muscular douchebag she introduced to you cheats on her like all of them did, when she calls you, it's going to be to try and hop on that opportunity that she missed all that time ago. But hell, you spent so much time out there being awesome, that maybe you gotta shoot her down because you already found someone better... The bitch...
Okay, that's a bit idealistic. But the reality of it is, of this entire blog post and a half, is that life is about taking chances. Some people were lucky enough to be born rich, some people were lucky enough to be born beautiful, but the majority of us are working with the averages, and below. But if you never take a chance to leave your comfort zone (or friendzone, for some of you), you can never grow to be bigger than your box. life has so much more in store for you outside the borders of what you know. Go get it. Go get happy. Go get awesome....