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…the day you met your most recent/or last love
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…the day you met your most recent/or last love
I am taken aback…
That folks in their 30’s and 40’s are still playing mind games. That women who are grown and have children or just are GROWN…still pursue men on and offline like a cat in heat. That men who define themselves by the length of their dick, still act like children with no aim. I on the other hand…just wanna be at peace, live, laugh, love and learn. That’s it. Keep the rest.
Let me tell you…2011 is NOT the year to fuck with me. I’m not lying down for ANY bullshit. I WILL step and I WILL blast you! So many times before, I let etiquette and decorum dictate my steps. I’m over it. I’m STILL a lady…STILL a kween, but even a kween has to exact some action when fools start trying to infiltrate her peace of mind.
I had a convo with a dear sister friend and I was once again reminded how the lies of a MAN had tainted my online reputation. A site we used to be on had me looking like some desperate bitch who needed to be loved and wanted to be just like some other woman! WOW. I’m glad that I know who I am and I’m BLESSED that I have real friends who know better. I don’t sweat the small stuff usually, but this bit me on the ass in a hard way. I don’t feel that, believing in someone is desperate…it’s called LOVE you assholes!! Trusting your friends to keep your confidence isn’t VIOLATING or BETRAYING someone else…or being catty or being a bitch. If I’m talking to someone I call a FRIEND and they runteldat…that’s not MY fault…it’s Mouth Almighty’s fault. Contrary to the rumors and lies of little people with little else to do than discuss me…I don’t thrive off drama. Drama makes the underside of my breasts itch…keep that shit. One thing is for sure…if you wanna know if I said some shit…ASK…I PROMISE I’ll tell you if I did or didn’t, but if you’ve made up your mind already that I’m some petty bitch…then stay over ——>THERE!!
Anyway, I find that some of the same people who were in my circle then made it over to Facebook with me and honestly…I know there is this dark cloud that follows me. The only way for the myth to be dispelled is for folks to be enough of an independent thinker to say, “Hmm, I wanna get to KNOW her…”. Otherwise, it’s like a red letter sloppily stitched onto my chest. Truth is, EVERY guy online who I’ve ever been “involved” with…pursued me. They had to CONVINCE me that they really were interested and wore me down after months of convo. I’ve never…EVER seen one dude and been like, “Let me roll up on that.” Nope. I mind my business…and then because these men on the Internet have a gang of stans…I end up the bane of some bitch’s existence because she thinks I’m a threat. One thing I’ve NEVER done is befriend someone so I can see how close they are to my love interest. If you’re still doing that in 2011…
GET A FUCKING LIFE!!!
I ain’t ask dude to holla…
I ain’t ask dude to rope YOU in…
I ain’t ask dude to lie to you…
I ain’t ask for none of it!
Take your LOOKING ASS…and SAT down! Leave me alone. You REALLY won’t like me if I gotta tell your ass that shit again!
As usual, a lot of my “random rants” started off because of a conversation that has taken place with a friend. This one is no different. I was on IM with my girl and she asked a question, “Why do men play games”…but, that is a common question to which there are many common answers…but we got deep on it and I had to share. I did this whole analogy of comparing some men to boys who get bored and then want to come back when someone else takes interest in their “playmate”…blah blah blah. So…we got to talking and a lot of things set me off. She asked, “Why do they need to be stroked and sweat-ed so much?” to which I replied, “Because their mama never hugged them and kissed them, lol…for real…a lot of these fools need a hug”. So, is that it fellaz? The ego stroking is required because moms wasn’t around to breast feed? Otherwise, explain why some of you need incessant adulation in the form of ego-stroking and sexual conquest?
She said…”they want more attention then we do…they try to hide it. So and so is doing these power plays that’s really pissing me off, making things more complicated than they need to be…just tell a bitch ummm…we had a good time but I need to move on. How fucking hard is that?” I told her it ISN’T hard.
So, I said That’s not the issue. That’s when I brought up the lil boy analogy. I also said, that these dudes like to be able to come back. If he says straight out that he’s had fun, but he’s moving on…then he’d look like an ass when he missed you and had to suck it up to get back in. Rather than look weak…he’s gonna bullshit you…avoid you…play busy as hell, and then when you say that you didn’t think he wanted to deal with you, he can GENUINELY say, “I didn’t say that”…and he DIDN’T. He just avoided you and mind-fucked you until you were willingly waiting for him to return…and you didn’t even realize that you’d allowed yourself to be a rest stop for his bullfuckery.
I never get how a man could have a woman who will give him SPACE, not nag, be easy on the eyes, have brains, be sexy AND freaky, cook, be a LADY, love sports, be supportive…and him treat her like an annoyance. YET, let a BITCH saunter in and mistreat his ass, cheat on him, use him for his money, play him for a fool and emasculate him…and she’s the one he’d marry without blinking. But then I guess theres something to be said for the women who will ignore the geeky, cornball dude with the white collar job and a penchant for romance…yet fall for the dude that treats her like shoe gum. Is it that mentality that the bad girl/guy will screw your brains out while calling you names and making your loins succumb to otherworldly levels of ecstasy? Is that it? If so…Then my girl Alexyss Tylor was onto something when she said that good sex is like someone ejaculating on your brain. Your mind is GONE!
Finally, she says that “her shit must not be all that” which brought me to my final theory. See, women think they can just ride him, suck him and blow him into him being whipped…but, don’t ever believe that is the ONLY thing that “whips” a man. If he’s whipped on the sex, you better believe there is something else she’s providing that keeps him there. A good mind-fuck goes a long way. So, don’t go thinking because you flexed your Kegels and used him like his name was Silver, that it’s gonna be THE shit that keeps him there. Also remember, there are TWO kinds of pussycat men like. NEW pussycat and the one they’re in love with. I don’t care WHAT they say…a man loves getting new stuff. She said that she must be old news…and I said, yea…but you’ll be new pussycat again. *lol* When he’s done playing with the other kitties…he’ll remember that thing you did or that thing you didn’t think he appreciated and you’ll be new pussycat all over again…I mean, that’s if something stood out to begin with. At that point ladies…with all your might…blocking out the phantom sensations of the nut…IGG HIM! If you want to be remembered, respected, returned to…for the woman you are…we gotta know that playing catcher’s mitt with ole Hairy Bonds is not gonna get it. They can only play as long as we let them. They can only lie as long as we believe. They can only avoid what is being thrown. It feels kinda bad when they look back and realize that the bevies of women they’ve mind-fucked has dispersed and gotten wind of their games. How lonely is THAT? No one to play with…awwwww
*insert finger L across the forehead*
Ok people. I’ve noticed something. I’ve heard it personally and I’ve had my friends tell me this over and over again. A lot of people say things in the beginning of a relationship because they are under some spell called, “illsayanythingtogetu”.
“I would NEVER treat you/hurt you like THEY did!”
~ I had a friend who was GORGEOUS, and guys usually fell over themselves to get with her. They’d promise to take the pain away only for the moment she showed she was HUMAN…for them to get discouraged, get turned off or for them to turn into just another fuck-up.
“I’m not the one before me”
~ Chances are you’re SOMETHING like the person before you. Can you accept that? People are drawn to LIKE things/people. You may be different in some of your behaviors, ways of expression, traits (good and bad)…but, you may remind them of someone they loved before…especially if once you “get in” you begin to act complacent and take for granted your mate. If that’s what they’ve experienced before…then you’re JUST like the one before.
“I’ll ROCK yo WORLD”
~ *rolling eyes* Get into the bedroom, theres NO foreplay and he just climb on top a ya and do his bidness. WTF? You ever seen Waiting to Exhale? The 2 scenes…the 1st with Lela Rochon where the chubby dude comes dancing in and just fumbles from the lifting her up to the quick finish? And then with Whitney Houston and dude from the New Year’s party…he climb on and begins growling and grunting and she’s looking at him like he’s a loose animal! Yea…shit like THAT!!
“I’ll drink your bath water”
~ Then when you draw the bath, take it and finish up…bring ole boy into the bathroom and give him a ladle and a soup bowl…he look at you all funny style! WHAT? LMAO…I had to throw some ha-ha in there.
So…what lies have you heard that were spoken in “absolute genuineness” and were reneged the moment he/she got hold of your ass. This is for the Ladies AND the Gentleman…shit, women lie too! *QQn*