Sunday, September 21, 2014

Shallow...

I'm not shallow. You're just ugly. 
I've talked on here before about standards. Everyone is entitled to them, and I, personally have no problem with them. A lot of people who may happen to be on the lower end of the 10-rating scale often complain about how the person they're obsessing over is "shallow" and only goes after physically attractive people who constantly hurt and disappoint them. Maybe they should try the other side? I found myself guilty of this misguided theory when I was younger, but I realized that honestly, it got me nowhere. It was just an excuse to blame someone else for my personal problems.
"But, Sonata, it sounds like you're blaming the victim here," you say. "Being shallow is bad."
To which I reply, then don't be shallow. If you were to rewind things a little for some of those attractive people, you'll notice one thing about that person that they're pining over. That person will be attractive. It's basically you asking someone else to do something that you yourself aren't willing to do. If what they need in their lives are people with gorgeous faces, chiseled abs, and plump, but tight buns, so be it. They're shallow. Pining over a shallow person and being upset when you find out they're not just going to stop being shallow over night gets you nowhere. What you need to do is get your head out of the head cheerleader's ass, and start chasing some mathletes.
There is nothing wrong with having physical standards, unless those physical standards bring you nothing but loneliness. If your standards are so high that you're always alone because you can't find a woman who treats you like your mom and looks like the girl next door, then maybe it's time to adjust fire and reevaluate some of your life decisions. But, just because you're physically attracted to one type of person or another doesn't mean you're shallow and embody everything bad in the world. Physical features are all we have to go on, most of the time, when deciding to pursue someone. If that person doesn't meet your standards, it's fine to go ahead and throw them on the back-up roster until your desperation to find someone rises in direct proportion to your standards falling and somehow, that chubby chick who you talked to just to wingman for your friend starts to look a lot slimmer.

   ---Desperation
---Standards



Being able to enjoy looking at the person that you spend most of your time with is a pretty big deal. So if you don't care, what your partner looks like, that's awesome for you, you are the next level of human evolution. But if someone does care, and they just can't get with the whole, viper-fish teeth thing, then don't make them out to be the monster for having standards. 
"Once I get these braces, she'll see me for the nice guy that I really am."

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