Close But No Cigar

I’ve said at least THREE times this past two weeks…”Flirtation is defined as a ‘play on love’…”

Re-read that if you must…but get that in your head. Flirtation is a PLAY on love. When…GOD when…will we stop [as adults] playing with love? Then we wonder why we aren’t successful in relationships. In order to get different results you have to do things differently. Either you WANT to be part of a couple or you wanna be an equal opportunity giver. Period.

Okay ~sigh~ Let me break it down for you…

Fellas,

Women ARE sensitive. We’re emotional, nurturing, compassionate, loving people (some of us…some times)…but for the most part, we’re built to love and nurture. I’m sure that’s why a lot of you fall in love at one time or another. That woman who knows how to make you feel like a man while making you feel safe in your vulnerability is someone you may want to keep. Anyway, being made for motherhood gives us this advantage over you all. It doesn’t mean that you’re not capable of these qualities…but, they are inherently feminine.

Having said that…even the strongest woman, who has built up a strong resolve and can rumble with the best of you…wants on SOME level, to be loved and protected. We fashion our ideas and standards based on how we’re raised and what we learn by experience. In this current day and time…we’ve been shown a few things:

~We outnumber you, which significantly decreases our chances to find a love of our own…

~Some of us are desperate *cringing*…we (and I’m speaking generally) at times take what’s dished because of reason #1. We’ll flirt and interact with the “taken” guy because we’re thirsty for attention. Been there at least once myself, where I allowed my situation to cross lines I normally wouldn’t fathom doing.

~That most men cheat…so some of us are willing to accept that and therefore deal with the heartbreak of his being with multiple women to endure being attached to something… (Not I…you can keep that shit)

You may say these gorgeous things…promising chick she’s special on some level, whether it be friendship or love…but, if you don’t mean it and it’s a script that you run out of habit…reassess your life space. One way or another…ONE DAY…you will be held responsible for providing false hope so that you can get something you want. Whether it’s the sense of conquering a woman who seemed elusive, whether it’s physical gratification, whether it’s emotional intimacy without the commitment…eventually, you will come up short. There are consequences, however small or great to each action we perform. Remember that…especially when you meet the woman who MAY be “that one”. If you continue with the same shenanigans out of habit or need to be needed, loved or adulated so badly that you allow that need to overshadow the blessings being given…you WILL lose your love. All because you couldn’t tell the difference between LOVE and playing on love.

Ladies,

We gotta do better. We really do. QUIT allowing dudes to play you against other women. ┬áIt’s sickening. My stomach flips every time one of you plays into the trap of “She’s crazy” or “She’s in love with me, but I don’t see her like that”. He’s telling you what you want to hear. Even us intellectual types get duped. TRUST…being told you are special is only special if he’s showing the world how special you are. Pay attention…ESPECIALLY online:

~The sweet, sexy way he speaks to you on the phone…changes online. All of his responses become generic opposed to all that sweet baby, honey, love, shit you heard on the phone. Yea…watch that. If he happens to call everyone baby, honey, love? You’re in trouble…lol

~Stop allowing men to drag you behind closed doors. The inbox, text, phone is some bull. If he’s JUST a friend and has NOTHING to hide…why can’t he write it on your wall? Say it in a status thread? Respond in a comment? Yea…you know why.

~If SHE is on his page…all of the time, with the lovey-dovey, honey pie-sugar lamb, syrupy sweet comments and the sexual innuendo “wink wink” type stuff…he’s probably chit-chatting with her privately. Most will make her look batty as hell…but she’s probably going off of the bread crumbs he’s left behind him. Not to say there aren’t some psychos online…it’s just that EVERY chick ain’t that damn crazy.

In closing…we all, men and women alike should be careful. Every single person we flirt with in an ongoing matter does NOT understand our limitations or intentions. Everyone is not stable. Everyone isn’t game for game. I firmly believe that whether you ARE the player or the one being played, there is a significant sense of “self-love” missing in action. If you love and respect yourself, spreading yourself thin is inconceivable because you cherish yourself. Your worth is precious to you and you understand your personal power. You wouldn’t even want the DRAMA that surrounds the worst case scenarios involved.

If you’re being jerked all of the time…perhaps you’re not valuing yourself in a way to draw the right kind of suitors. It’s a tough lesson to learn about yourself that YOU, too are the reason you suffer.

Also…Stay in your flock. Gamers with the gamers…Lovers with the lovers. If you’re gaming a lover…you may find yourself fucked up in the game of love. If not, you may be hurting someone who, because they’re not quite familiar with the game…has gotten seriously hurt. If you have a conscience…try to be more careful when you’re spitting game and measuring your mental johnson…you gone poke someone’s eye out.

Ms. New Booty

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*