No More Mr Nice McShot
Oh yeah, I'm tired of being that guy alright. "Blah blah blah how come all the guys in my life are assholes blah blah". Because that's the choice you make, maybe? Because you go searching for drama and complication because you think it makes your life interesting and deep? Well here's a fucking newsflash: the aggressive alcoholic asshole is not the tortured, poetic soul that you think he is - he's just an aggressive alcoholic asshole.
You want torture and poetry? Ask the guy who has to watch you put yourself through this bullshit for no reason and be around and strong enough to pick up the pieces when it inevitably falls apart in your face. That guy could tell you a thing or two about drama, about complication. Sure he could blow up and go crazy just like those assholes you fall for, and maybe then you'd fucking pay attention. He doesn't, of course, but that doesn't mean there's nothing going on in there besides "nice". He ain't as fucking nice as you think - he just ain't an asshole either. You want assholes? Go ahead, take your pick - there's plenty of 'em about. But ask yourself how many "nice guys" you know, and then maybe think about recalibrating your value system, lady.
For fuck's sake.