From Nadine's blog.

From Nadine's Blog - She revised it. It caught my attention. I also added somethings to it...

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/phi/114087824.html --->If you wanna read the original article.

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Tribute to nice girls.

To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who don't want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and a supportive audience for a story they've heard a thousand times.

This is for the girls who understand that they aren't perfect and that the guys they're interested in aren't either, for the girls who flirt and laugh and worry and obsess over the slightest glance, whisper, touch, because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope. that maybe... maybe this time he'll have understood. This is an homage to the girls who laugh loud and often, who are comfortable in skirts and sweats and flipflops, who care more than they should for guys who don't really deserve that much of their attention. This is for those girls who have been in the trenches, who have watched other girls time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the guys in their lives without saying a word. This is for the girls who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from "there are plenty of fish in the sea", to "time heals all wounds." This is to honor those girls who know that guys are just as scared as they are, who know that they deserve better, who are seeking to find it. This is for the girls who have been satisified with too little and who have learned never to expect anything more: for the girls who don't think that they deserve more, because they've been conditioned for so long to accept the scraps thrown to them by guys.

This is for the girls who have to pretend it doesn't hurt because she knows that even though her friends say "you're better off without him" or "he doesn't deserve you", she knows that they words were from the heart, but they don't mend hers. This is for the girl who poured her heart into something hoping he'd realize how much he meant to her and how much she meant to him, only to discover that she meant nothing to him all along. This is for the girl who had followed her heart, threw away her inhibitions, thought she had triumphed over all the obstacles, only to find out that her Prince had returned to his "ex-princess". This is for all the nights she listened to every song they heard together, replayed all the times he told her he liked her, looked at every picture they had together, and thought if only she could figure out the exact moment she lost him... This is for all the times she had told herself to be strong and Let It Go, only to find herself calling her friend at twelve midnight to tell her she thinks she's going crazy because he won't get out of her mind. This is for all the bestfriends who never faltered to try and pick up their friends from off the floor to give them a hug they know they need. This is for the countless nights they stayed up together trying to find an explanation for a "true love" gone wrong. This is for how bad it hurts coming up with no conclusion and just one simple question with no answer... WHY?

This is for the girl who swore to never let anyone hurt her that bad again, only to find herself falling for someone who poured salt on that wound. For the girl who needed someone there for her after a bad break up, only to discover that months into it, he had hurt her and used her more than she had been with the previous. This is for the girl who gets called his "true love" on the phone, his "future wife" to her family, and "just a friend" to his friends and other girls. This is for the many times he had walked back into her life and left, just as quick. This is for the girl who took a risk on the guy that swore they were special, gave herself to him, and was left with nothing more than bruises....

sometimes, prayers dont get answered, nor do wishes come true. and maybe, just maybe, you should accept the truth you had known and ignored for so long.

give up. sometimes it's just not meant to be..

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Eventually you will come to the point where in you know you have to just let it go. And it's time you give yourself the attention and love that you deserve, that no other person can ever give you.