There might come a time in everyone life, where you might fall in love with someone that you know you shouldn’t have developed feelings for. Sometimes you meet someone you’re attracted to, and because of both your status you cannot pursue anything further. So what do you do when the temptation gets so strong that you can’t deny it any longer? You find yourself putting yourself in a deeper situation that you never intended to happen.
I am not innocent by far. I have done things in relationships that I wish I thought twice about at the time. I have cheated in a relationship, which I am not proud to say. Back in the day I was involved with a nice guy, who had alot of great qualities that I admired. We had no basic issues in the relationship as far as I was concerned. One night while out with my friends, I was introduced to a cutie. That night we flirted with each other very innocently, then we parted ways. I thought nothing about it, until she told me the following day that he was interested in me. She knew I was seeing someone so she never gave him my number.
Somehow this guy got my number, and right off I told him what the deal was with my status. We decided to be just friends; which never really works out because you’ve already established an attraction to each other. We talked on the phone frequently and one day we decided to go out for drinks. Now about a month passed, and I was still in my relationship but wanted to hang out with the guy. When we got next to each other the attraction was so crazy. I tried to stop the feeling I was having, because I knew I was wrong for what I was doing. He kissed me in such a passionate way, I cut the night short because I just felt funny about it. I couldn’t stop thinking
about the kiss, so I came clean with my boo and let him know what I thought he needed to know. Let’s say I didn’t tell him everything, but he still ended the relationship.
Honestly, I can’t blame him for wanting to end it. I carried on for a month or so with another man. Even though I tried to convince myself it was innocent, I knew what the deal was. I dated the other guy a while after, and the shit didn’t work out. Apparently, he thought I was going to diss him the way I dissed the other guy. I was emotionally cheating with him, so he thought I would do it with someone else. That was a very hard lesson to learn. When cheating don’t let the new guy know anything about your boo. **I kid, I kid*
Holla at me: Have you ever been in a situation where you found yourself stuck in a secret relationship?
Dear Diddy,
You Fail! Recently while reading Hello Beautiful, I saw you’re casting call requirements for models for the Ciroc promotion. In your list of requirements you were very clear on what type of young ladies you wanted to rep your wackass liquor. The casting call listed you wanted White, Hispanic, and Light Skin African American women. Now the question on everyone mind is, what happened to the darker skin models?
I was not surprised when I read this shit, because I always considered you a bitch. On twitter you had the f^cking nerve to state that you love dark skin women, and linked your Ciroc myspace page showing that “fact”. The only dark skin woman I saw was your baby momma Kim Porter. I guess that was some sort of proof, but isn’t Kim the same woman you constantly cheat on with lighter skin women? The woman you keep knocking the hell up, and yet prance around with Cassie’s high yellow ass all over the country? The main reason you gravitate to people lighter than yourself is because you don’t really like yourself. Low self-esteem is a bitch isn’t it punk?
I can see where you get it from. Your momma walks around with this long ass blonde wig looking like a f^cking old ass fool. I guess she’s afraid to show what is really cooking in her kitchen. People like you make it hard for dark skin girls to love and embrace who they are. Ignorant ass negros make women feel like their look is a curse and if you aren’t light and damn near white your less than everyone else. I grew up around bitches like you. If I didn’t learn to love myself and realize GOD made me in the beautiful reflection of him, who knows what type of person I would have become. Young impressionable girls look at this sort of thing and think their beauty is a curse. I don’t know what examples you’re setting for your daughters. But nigga you fail. Go suck a d*ck bitch.
Sincerely,
ViChick
xoxoxoxox
Ok my birthday is coming up next weekend, and I started the reflecting mess again. Here I am almost 30 y.o and nothing. Now, I can easily get depressed about this recurring thought, but I refuse to let it get me in a chock hold this year. I do want to know, where the hell is he? Where is the love of my life?
I stopped believing in fairytales a long time ago. So meeting the perfect man and falling in love at first sight shit doesn’t fly with me. I’ve been in real ass relationships that were not easy, so I know better. I do feel like I have grown from those relationships, and more prepared for my future love. So I will say this again. Where the hell is he hiding? I think the problem that myself and many women face is that we hear our freaking biological clock ticking. So when another year passes we get a little more anxious, because the life we saw for ourselves isn’t happening when we wanted it to happen. Then you fall in the trap of thinking it is possible with every guy that approaches you at the grocery store, the club, even in church. Believe me, been there done that.
I am not going to lie to you guys. The single life can only be fun but for so long. It starts to get more and more depressing as you get older. Don’t get me wrong, the freedom is actually nice at times. You can go and come as you please, also you have the bed to yourself but how long can you come home to an empty home? Again I start this reflecting thing every year around this time, and each year I am becoming more and more ready to settle down. I am almost 30 now so um, yea this shit isn‘t cute anymore.
Let me start off by saying, in my opinion toe sucking is just GROSS. I can never understand what’s so appealing with someone sucking on your toes, or vice versa. First off, you don’t know where the hell their feet have been. They could have accidentally walked in dog shit, you never know. Even though I don’t understand it, I never knocked anyone that liked that shit. To each his own, but I did have one experience that left me……hmmmmm.
It was a night like any other, the moon was full and I felt randy. My boo and I were in bed doing the naked wrestle, and it was getting hot. Normally, he likes pulling new moves on me so I am never surprised with the things he comes up with. Well, on this particular night I guess he was feeling extra hot, because the next thing I know I felt my big toe covered in wetness.At first I was a little startled, because I never experienced a mouth on that part of my body. I honestly didn’t want to feel it, but he looked so sexy with it in his mouth I didn’t have the heart to tell him to stop. I decided to relax, and the next thing I know it felt kind of pleasurable. The man even took his tongue and flicked my toe; I let out the loudest moan known to man. This man does incredible things with his mouth you would never believe.
Even though the night was filled with surprises, I don’t think I want that kind of attention on a regular basis. I still think it is a little gross, but I think when a fine ass man does it you don’t think that way.
Holla at me: Do you love to have your toes pleasured?
In my opinion, the saddest sight to see is someone that is too clingy. No matter what time of day, what the situation she wants to be around her boo 24/7. I have no issues with spending that quality time, but I do know some women that take it a little overboard. Being the clingy chick will defiantly drive your honey away.
There was one guy I dated a few years back that actually wanted me to cling to him. I never considered myself as the clingy type, so when he made that statement I was floored. I asked him why that was something that he wanted, he had the nerve to say “When a woman clings to me, I know she is really into me“. I thought that was a very insecure ass statement. This man needed a chick to feed his self-esteem, because clearly he had none to begin with.
I think women cling to men, because they have a fear of being alone. Some women want to be everything they think the man wants, so they go a little over the top. I don’t believe it’s intentional, but they don’t realize that he may find their actions as a turn off. I think it is more evident when he is out with his boys. An insecure clingy woman calls like every ten min, questioning him on what he is doing. You’re embarrassing him in front of his crew, and it shows you’re insecure and have trust issues. What man would like that? Well the one guy I dated would, but he was a weirdo anyway, don’t count that fellow.
Holla at me: Do you consider yourself as a clingy chick? Do you know a woman/man that latches on to someone for dear life?
This is a Good Girls throwback blog! Let’s Go!
I have been asked many times, “Do you believe in soul mates”? My answer is always the same, “Yes I do believe soul mates exists”, do I think soul mates always end up with the one made for them? NO. In this world you have to believe that there is one perfect person out there just for you. Not perfect in the sense of no flaws, because I am here to tell you there is absolutely no such thing as a flawless person. I am talking about the perfect person (imperfections and all) is out there for the person you are.
I am a single, Caribbean-American woman living in Atlanta. Daily, I come across a lot of people claiming to be all that and a bag of Doritos. Men are like sales reps; they try to sell their pitch when you first meet them, praising all the good and overshadowing the bad characteristics. In this day and age it is so hard to meet someone that is about something. Women have to look for what I call the “B” signs, bisexuality, bad credit, and the bms (baby momma syndrome). Due to all of these downsides so many people find it hard to believe that there is such a thing as a soul mate.
As I stated earlier, even though I think everyone has a soul mate, not everyone ends up with that person. Both people have to be ready at the same time to receive each other. Many people end up in relationships that suit them at the time, knowing that it isn’t the right relationship for them. Your soul mate is out there, but because you’re involved in something else you will never receive. I also believe that even though you may never receive your soul mate, you will cross paths with that person sometime in life. As of right now I am not sure if I have ever crossed paths with my soul mate. I guess if it happens I will know. I still keep the faith.
Holla at me: Do you believe in the power of one? Do you think you have met your soul mate?
I am very overprotective of my heart when it comes to relationships. I am too afraid to open up myself for fear that I might get hurt, when opening up got me hurt in the first place. It’s common knowledge not everyone is the same, and you have to handle each situation differently. Even though I know this bit of knowledge and try to apply it, the outcome still comes out the same. I am too overprotective.
I have many issues when it comes to men. You name it, I’ve got it, but I always say the same thing after each guy. I always want to think that their the one’s with the problem, but in actuality it has to be me. If you keep repeating the same pattern over and over you have to take the blame. Besides, there is no way in hell something can be wrong with every man you meet. I pick the same men, over and over and sometimes never realize that is what I am doing.
Something has to change going forward, but I wonder what it is and how do I go about doing it. I have decided to make some major changes in my life. Hopefully, this change will help me realize my strengths and weaknesses.
For those of you that has never watched “Waiting To Exhale”, this scene is the most dramatic scene of the whole movie. When a woman’s fed up with bullshit, sometimes she takes it out on your belongings. At the time, burning your clothes or throwing bleach on those bad boys doesn’t seem like a bad idea.
I have certainly had the “I will burn your shit” moment. Not really out of spite, but out of anger. I got so angry to the point where I was asking folks what was the best way to burn something without accidentally burning down my place. Some folks tried talked me out of it, while others where giving me damn tips on how to do it. Lol. I calmed down and realized burning his shit was just a temporary fix to a permanent issue. Even though I would have felt so much better once I did it, at the end of the day I would have still felt betrayed and hurt by him. So it wasn’t really worth doing it, especially if I did it incorrectly then I end up on Fox 5 news for burning down my building.
We all get angry, pissed, f*cked over whatever you want to call it, from time to time. I think the bigger person can overcome all that by keeping a level head. But if you know your ass just isn’t capable of being the bigger one then…um do what you gotta do to feel a little better. *Joking, i kid i kid*
Holla at me: Ladies, have you ever destroyed something belonging to your boo? If so, did you feel vindicated after you did it?
Let’s face it, the price of coochie has plummeted. Some may blame it on the recession, which can make sense but this sh!t tanked before George W f*cked up the economy. Women are just giving it away at an alarming rate, like free samples at Macy’s. Then when they realize that ol’ boy only wanted some of the coochie, they wanna act all frail and fragile. Some women think that giving it up quick, fast, and in a hurry makes him want her even more. Nope not the Business!!!
I remember there was a time that a man waited for the cooch. Well, that may have been before my time but the sh!t still happened. Women were not ready to take their relationship to that other level, she just wanted to court *courting is dating- for you young ones out there*. A man had 2 options he could wait until she was ready, and get some on the side from the hoe on the corner or he could just move on. Now women feel the way to keep him interested is to give up the sugar.
Men treat women like sh!t sometimes because they feel, if she gave me the cooch that easy imagine how many other guys done had it. Women are using it as a bargaining chip and sh!t. I gave him some and he will realize I am the woman he has searched for his whole life. Bwahahaha. That only works in movies starring Morris Chestnut and Gabrielle Union, that doesn’t happen in real life. Guard your coochie’s ladies, the dogs are lurking trying to get some.
Ok, spring hasn’t “officially” sprung yet, but it’s coming. One thing I notice that happens around this time is, there are alot of folks breaking up. It’s common knowledge in the winter time that folks love to have their winter boos. You know the person that makes the bed a little less cold at nights, but when the weather starts changing so does the relationship.
I won’t lie, I know a few people that have been guilty of the spring forward move. A friend of mine started dating this chick sometime around last fall. Things seemed to be going pretty good between them, so I thought. Then as soon as chicks started wearing booty shorts, and stilettos I guess he lost his damn mind. He ended the relationship with the girl and was back on the prowl that weekend. I didn’t really want to get into their business, but I had to ask him why they ended it. He said the fact that there are more chicks out, he had a “better” chance to hook up with major freaks. I considered him a dog, so basically I wasn’t surprised with his answer. He was just keeping it real with me, but I know his lame ass told that poor girl something different.
It’s sad people always think that they can do better, than what they have at home. If you’re in a great relationship and you leave because you think someone better will come along, your fooling yourself. Folks are never satisfied with what the hell they have. Most of the time you leave the best thing that has happened to you, to get involved in some lame sh!t. Then you finally realize what you had was wonderful, and there you are spending the winter in search of another winter boo. Get it together!!!
Holla at me: Have you ever been involved in the Spring Forward?
