People r selfish n don’t care and believe that the grass is always greener on the other side that something bigger and better is always around the corner and ready to present itself. We are not kind for the most part, we’re not strong we are certainly not wise.
So we throw away the people who are most valuable to us. We waste them. What good friends we have right here, all for the notion of greener grass.
Always is the key to every woman’s heartbreak. “He’ll always love me, always be there.” But no we get fat; we get old and get traded in for newer models everyday. Truth is the only always there is and that never changes in my opinion are men’s whims and they are the most changeable of all. I don’t want to know that a guy is always going be there for me, coz then I’ll know he’s a fucking liar.
And then there are those gals who have sucked a million cocks but slept with 3 guys so they think they are holier than thou.
You want a real relationship, fine, be honest and if the person who you are in a relationship with doesn’t like it, then fuck him. And stop with that fake ass nice gal bullshit you try to sell guys on.
See things the way they are and not for what you want them to be.
Relationships, they all end and they almost always end badly.
Best case scenario in a relationship is that 1 of you dies. And that’s the best it ever gets.
And then there’s getting dumped, you get left behind feeling worthless, ugly, self conscious, useless and just out of control. I used to think that getting dumped was better than dumping someone else, and its worse! you have to deal with the fact that is was yr idea yr action, so u r constantly 2nd guessing yourself; am I going to be alone for ever? Was he the best I was going to get? And that comes before you have to turn that person into someone you can hate so you can try and find a way to live with that decision. I’d rather get dumped than dump someone else.
Women can spend 6 months in a relationship trying to figure out how or why they are leaving it, men move and they do it fast. And spend years trying to get over it. Coz they usually don’t think about it.
We need to stop putting these niggas on a fucking pedestal they keep shitting on u from up there. I may bullshit men but I never bullshit myself.
Culturally as women we are conditioned to lie. You know how a man sleeps with 100 gals he’s a player/pimp and a woman sleeps with like 10 guys she’s a whore. How the hell does a woman not feel like she has to lie when she’s dealing with the pressure of that ridiculous double standard?
Is it justification? Or dealing with men’s infantile insecurities?
Is it better to tell a child about Santa clause if it makes him feel better about Christmas?
Is it better to lie about sleeping with the entire team of Zebras if it makes him feel better about marrying you?
11th Man Theory: a lady sits at a bar with 10 men surrounding her, buying her drinks, lighting her cigarettes and paying her compliments. PAYING ATTENTION! Then the 11th Man walks in says ‘hi, how are you doing?’ and turns to talk to his friends. In this theory, that is who the woman wants.
Women are more subtle, they circle always placing themselves in his physical proximity, closer and closer until he is forced to make him his move. Leaving him to think that he is the aggressor.
Women have to make everything seem like it was the guys’ idea.
I have feelings and that’s what I wrestle with. Everybody is so busy doing their dance in the in zone, they can’t read the score board and realize that they are down by nine points. And if it means so much to you, if closeness is what you want, don’t settle, grab her/him: so come here baby, let me teach, check this out… M.O.N.O.G.A.M.Y!
Walk behind me when I go up the stairs and in front me when I go down. Open my door not because I can’t but it’s your pleasure.
When is it better to love a man; when he’s in success, buys, brings and fly’s high?
When he’s down on his knees, has nothing and the world has whipped him so.
When you measure him, measure him right, but when you do don’t take in to account the hills and valleys he’s come through.
What happened to romance and intimacy? When did we become so desensitized?
Its not about the sex, anybody can have sex. It’s about the walk up the stairs.
You see it as I got to stay I look at it as I get to stay.
To die for a man is easy; it’s the living for him that’s hard
There’s a wolf inside of him scratching to get out, and he comes and play…just to rub up against it. Coz no woman can do or give that to you. Commitment is something that comes from within.
If he doesn’t know what kind of woman u are after so long then he doesn’t know you. Was I not a good woman? Cook, clean ass naked in heels, suck and fuck like a champ?
He’s nice, he’s sweet. What’s the use of comforting myself when I’m breaking my own heart? But God sometimes slams us against the wall to avoid a train wreck!
You only live once and if you make the most of it then once is only enough.
How come you don’t remember or have forgotten than the king is supposed to be with the queen. Not the court jester!?
“I love you”, either you say it too much or don’t mean it. But love is a one way street, coz it makes you feel good to give it. It’s like giving a Christmas gift, it makes you feel good and if you get one back, it’s a bonus. That scary feeling people usually tend to confuse with love is not it.
What so different about a man when they can say ‘I love you’?
What’s so different about me when I can say it?
‘I don’t need you here with me for me to keep loving you.’
Yes I am crazy, like it or not, a lot of people we all know are crazy. It’s the ones that don’t think they are crazy that we need to worry about.
Sued, screwed and tattooed and i’m still here.
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