I’m writing this because it’s been awhile
since I spoke to ya’ll from a home girl point. This is about me and my man
drama. This is going to be a long, funny, and crazy one. (Stay Tuned)
So recently
I have become a little iffy about dating. Reasons why is because most guys
don’t seem to be aiming for long term relationships. I use to say that “It’s
understandable we’re young no one is actually looking to settle down”but now it
just seem like I’m making up excuses for these guys. Anyone who knows me knows
I tend to bond with guys a little bit better then females. Now I’m not saying
that I gravitate around them because of that I have tons of female friends but
most of us aren’t girly or prissy you know things people expect girls or women
to be. We are what I like to call it “Girly Tom Boys” but I associate with a
lot of guys. So when it comes to dating I tend to pick up on their little games
a lot quicker then the average woman. So I’m always stuck with wondering do I
come off to strong or do I basically have a no bull shit meter on my forehead
that make them feel uncomfortable.
So I only
felt like it was only right since I give relationship advice to put myself in a
hot seat a tell ya’ll a little bit of my beez wax. I’m writing about 3
scenarios each one have a nick name that matches their personally.
Norman Bates
Ladies we
have all had that Norman Bates. You know that guy that is crazy about you and
when I say crazy I mean the actually psycho crazy. So being that I’m in a area
where there isn’t many places to go and mingle. I turn to the web I never met
anyone off the web “I’m going to clear that up now” but this is simply my way
of mingling with the opposite sex. I’m young and attractive so of course
falling in love, a long relationship, and marriage is never to far from my
mind. My friends have been talking about this site called Tagged. So I go
through the basic post my pictures write a couple of statuses and waited. In a
matter of a few minutes I have 10 plus message and friend request so I’m like
“Yassss” so there a guy who contacts me with I nice little poem. I was so
impressed by the fact that he pay attention to the fact that I’m a poet and
didn’t contact me based off of my profile picture. So I replied back which is
something I barely do.Fast Forward two days later I see a message like “I Love
You”. I was like stop, pause, rewind, and press play. “WHAT” so I kindly tell
him it’s to soon for all of that I don’t know you and vice versa. He flipping
like “I need you” and etc. So I stop replying I got really uncomfortable. So
I’m going about my business one day and he message me like “I’m sorry I came
off to strong, I’m not a creep or anything Idk what got in to me” because I’m a
strong believer in everyone deserving a second chance. I replied back so this
fool flips the script like “I don’t want to ever get married or have children
because I don’t want to owe spend my hard earn money on alimony or child
support if a relationship don’t work out” Ya’ll he lost me there. What’s the
whole point of a relationship if the ultimate goal isn’t marriage. Yes a lot of
times it never gets close to that but who in there right mind enter into a
relationship like we can hold hands and smash until we die?
Stevie J
The guy with
the baby momma he can’t seem to part ways with. So this was when I went to
Edison Job Corps Academy. My bestfriend Toni introduced me to one of her male
friends (I’m not giving to much info because a lot of people know him but very
few knew about us) So everything cool. I’m taking a liking to him. He was
sweet, funny, playful and very handsome (In my opinon). I was going through a
lot of emoitions in general at this particular time in my life and he seemed to
have came at the right time. I started noticing that a lot of times within our
conversation I would give him advice and he would be like my “Baby Momma tells
me the same thing” as conversation prolonged his baby momma kept popping up
which was a extreme red flag. One thing I have learned from my brother figures
is that a baby momma depending on ya’ll relationship is familiar #$%&* that
for the most part is going to always be there. One day he hit me up when during
lunch like met me out back so we can spend the rest of our lunch time together.
So being that we have made it clear we were fond of one another I didn’t
hesitate. So we walk around the campus talking and flirting. So I mention
something about how college would benefit his future and etc. He replys “my
baby momma told me that this weekend when I was spending time with her and my
kids” That’s when I became very clear that I was a campus fling that he was
pursuing with the hope of sticking his hand in my cookie jar and Baby Momma was
Wifey. I never contacted him after that. Then he got kicked out of EJCA all
together.
The case of the Joc
This is the
man who’s a full blown hoe. He has tons of baby mommas, a main, and a hand full
of sides. The problem with this fool is
he can play well. Have no signs that he’s involved with other women until it’s
to late and you have developed feelings. So I met mine when I was a teenager
and of course (I’m skimming on the details ya’ll don’t need to know everything)
it was long before my little hormones went to racing. (My best friend Toni
knows who I’m talking about) So I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world.
He was sweet, kind, and he was fine! We talked for a little while and when my best
friend and I became friends (The beginning of Tat and Toni) finds out this dude
was macking to both of us. Later on we realize that he had a main chick,
sidelines, and was swing that @#$% everywhere. We later became close friends
and that’s about it. Don’t ever get serious with a hoe.
I know this
is long but this is just some of my crazy man drama. For some reason I get the crazies.
If you like
my ratchet love stories let me know I would do much more!
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