BOYS.
So, it's been made clear that boys happen sometimes. More often than not, it usually sucks when they do happen. But don't give up hope!! There ARE some good guys in this world! I'm not sure if you have to look for them or if they come to you on their own, but eventually, the women of the world will actually fall in love with the right one and the whole 'boy' thing will not be made of fail.
This said, I have fallen for the right boy. It was just the wrong time and now I'm pissed because prom is another wrong time. I can't make him wait for four years, though. That's a fact of life. He doesn't know what he wants and I probably don't either. I may think I do, but I still have a lot of growing up to do. That goes for every girl my age. He might be perfect now, but remember: love is blind. Don't go looking for faults, but don't pretend they don't exist. I could've told plenty of girls that the guy they liked was really just a two-faced ass, or not even worth their time. I can't say so now, 'cause it would hurt their feelings. Somehow I think the girls I have in mind will know who they are when they read this, though.
A hermit crab can change its shell, but it can't change the fact that it's still a crab and has scary pincers and claws.
Yes, I did just liken boys to hermit crabs. 'Cause let's face it. Boys are. They are semi-aquatic organisms who grow out of shells (read: girls), throw them away, and obtain new ones.
I would like to think that girls are never semi-aquatic organisms, but that would be just as stupid as saying that a boy has no faults. But usually, girls are like...cats. Graceful, adorable, and finicky. One minute we'll be purring against your chest, the next we're scratching your eyes out. But we'll look fabulous while we're doing it, which is much more of a task than you might believe it to be.
This wasn't actually supposed to be a rant on boys and girls. It was supposed to be a rant about falling victim to the opposite sex. I believe in love and I believe that there are good boys and girls out there. I just don't believe that at the age of seventeen you can get so hung up on the opposite sex that you're completely crushed when they claw your eyes out/change their shell. It's to be expected at this age. I don't want to seem harsh and I know I obsessed for a while when my heart was 'broken', but we all have to move on. Life does not end here. Don't let one boy/girl stop you from living your life to the fullest.
Life won't end unless you let it. Remember that, please.
Endless love,
Karaline (I might as well just come out and say my real name, since Lucy already has. :P)
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