I want you
To have my first and my last child
But not now
I’m not done playing around
I’m not saying that
I don’t wanna stick around
I want to stick you…and every cutie in the town
Hi V.I.,
Your cuffing season post got me to thinking about an ex I had. Our relationship began Sept of last year. Although we’re not together and I’m not in love I still don’t have any closure about our breakup. *By the way I was 17 and he was 18* In the beginning it was all good.. he was everything I thought I wanted except that it was a possibility that he had gotten somebody for a previous relationship pregnant. Once the baby was born he would do a DNA. Ok.. no big deal. Skip to a month later.. she has the baby.. no drama.. YET. Time kept passing by and my family kept asking me what was taking so long to get the dna out if the way. On top of that I found out ol girl still had feelings. But I still trusted that he would make good decisions and handle his business.
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So although damn near every negro blog on earf *yes I said earf* discussed this earlier this week, I decided to do it now. So everyone was in an uproar because Chrissy from Vh-1′s show Love and Hip Hop decided to propose to her boyfriend of 6 years, rapper Jim Jones. Now I am not the smartest somebody on the planet, but wouldn’t it seem like if he doesn’t ask you he doesn’t want to get married? There honestly seems to be a hint of desperation when this occurs, but at the same time if you love someone and want to spend your life with them shouldn’t you make that move?
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“You’re a good woman. You’re strong, supportive and treat a man right”…but why are so many good women still single? Ladies, time and time again we’ve heard this line. You’re told you have all the great qualities any man would want, but no matter what time of day it is you’re always alone. No relationship lasts for the long haul. When it’s over you’re still nursing your wounds while they hop on the next bitch smoking. Is it that good women are too good or is it that men just don’t realize what they had until they end up with someone worse? Why do men praise your qualities, but still go after the trick bitches that ain’t got shit but a GED and 5 kids?
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Loyalty, that’s the word that comes right after the big four letter word “Love”. Some may say they both coincide with each other. One may not be capable to have one without the other, in a safe or healthy relationship. People, have you ever wondered/questioned the loyalty of family, friends, & especially your significant other has for you? Well, that’s a question everyone thinks or asks themselves and will like to know the answer to before that big day one may say “I DO”.
There are some men that I wouldn’t allow to come anywhere near me. Not because I’m stuck up or anything, but you can just tell that certain folks are a few nuggets short of a ten piece. Now, even though I try to stay far away from the coo coo clock brothas, their asses still end up finding me. I must have the words “Love Me Some Crazy” etched on my forehead, and only the deranged ones can see it. There are some chicks that actually think a man putting a knife to her throat is the sexiest thing in the world. That makes me wonder; is crazy the new sexy?
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The other day I watched a father tow his daughter on his bicycle to school and it brought back memories. As far back as I can remember I have always been taken care of by men. Pause! Before you run with that, It’s not what you think. I’m talking about fond memories of being the only girl with ten male cousins and having one of my uncles waking me up in the morning to get ready for school, ironing my uniform and making me tea. Wait let me explain, I grew up with my grandmother, grandfather, and two uncles, never mind that all my male cousins lived in my district or that my next door neighbour’s grandson adopted me as his sister.
I literally grew up surrounded by men and inevitably I grew up a tomboy. Let’s not get it twisted my grandmother was VERY involved in my life and was an old school Church of God Christian who had me in church EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.OF.THE.WEEK. She would twist my hair and make me wear pink dresses and pink stockings (torture for a tomboy).
And If you grew up with your granny you KNOW that survival depends on how well you do what she says. Despite her efforts, after church upon reaching home, I would tear off my pink frills, put on my shorts and run over to the football field to be with the boys.
I write about oral sex all the time, and I make jokes and what not, but this is a serious post. *Straight face* Oral sex is a serious matter. It actually can make or break a relationship. It’s sad to say but if you refuse to suck some dick and the occasional ball then your ass is gonna get a rude awakening. Men do not tolerate a chick that can’t deliver oral stimulation. I’m not saying he’s gonna stop f*cking with you. Just know that if you’re not doing it, another chick is probably pleasing your man.