So we started off “Black Love” week with “How to love a black man” , now we will teach the fellas a thing or two about us. Unlike men, women can be very complicated creatures. The majority of the time we think we need everything, but in actuality we . There are a lot of chicks out there that think everything should automatically be handed to them. A woman knows her self worth regardless of her relationship status, but can appreciate the love and affection given by the opposite sex. The man that has to pleasure of having a real woman in his life must be aware of how to treat her.
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Not all brothas are marriage material. There are some you literally have to punch in the ball sack to get them to take you out the house. They fear the words “us” and “together”. If you even attempt to say “When I get married”…their asses are so quick to let you know it ain’t that kind of party. These are the “Only for a time” men. You can kick it with them.. you know have your fun, but when you decide you want something more you look the other way. Then you have the brothas that don’t shy away from commitment. They’ve done all they wanted to do and more and finally realized that finding that woman that makes them feel confident in love is better than any feeling in the world. They have no problem making that step with the right person. They know when it’s time ladies, sometimes they want to make sure that you’re ready.
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Not every man has the knowledge of satisfying a woman orally. Some just go down there and eat that shit like they’re in a hot dog eating contest, while others devour that coochie like a fat kid with an ice cream cone. I’m not sure if eating the cooch puts too much pressure on a man that he goes in there like he’s retarded, or he’s just inexperienced in the art of making her cum with his tongue. *My Infomercial Voice*Here are some rules and techniques that can help you *pointing finger* become a better lady coochie eater.
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*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature readers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to NiKole.
Not sure when the roles changed but why have guys gotten so sensitive and passive. Don’t get me wrong I like a guy to care and be concerned but waiting by the phone for me to call or counting down the hours and minutes since my last call is borderline bitchassness. I need a man to check me and keep me in line cause I’m aggressive so he has to be a little more not a whole lot less.
I hate playing the guy role in a relationship because I will cheat. There is no way I won’t. I tried it twice and cheated four times. I love a man to be in to their feelings, but shit u don’t need to cry if you didn’t get to hear my voice before you went to bed. Sometimes I want to say “man up, you sure you have balls between your legs?”. It just frustrates me because I see why previous girls cheat because I’m pretty sure they thought they were dating a girl, and had to check their sexuality in cheating.
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*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature the bloggers that got thangs to say. I want you to give a special hand to John Doe.
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”.
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Ok, so it’s true that it’s sometimes difficult for men and women to get along. We just come from two different planets. I don’t necessarily think it’s hard, the problem is we think differently. We do what makes sense…TO US. In relationships it’s so discouraging to constantly bump heads with your boo when it comes to the simplest of issues. Both parties are trying to explain shit and no one wants to agree that the other is right even when they are. We end the relationship vowing that you don’t need another one in your life. Truth be told men and women need each other, because we just can’t survive without them.
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We all know that forgiving someone is healing to the soul, but forgetting is damaging to the heart. Almost everyone has been in a situation where they’ve loved with their whole heart, and in the second breath it was broken in two. Love is hard, but you can’t allow it to permanently damage you. When most people enter relationships they focus on all the beauty and the affections associated with it. They try to leave all the what ifs and how comes behind, because they only want to think with their emotions. We always hear the phrase “Leave room for disappointment”, but is it possible that we leave too much room for disappointment?
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You know you’re obsessed when you sit outside in the dark with sunglasses on and a trench coat watching his parked car. You know you’re obsessed when you go into the club wearing a wave cap and footie pajamas looking for her ass in the club. That shit ain’t obsessed, that shit is crazy in my book. You’re so obsessed with someone that your days and nights are consumed by negative thoughts of them. If you call them and they don’t pick up you automatically assume they’re with someone else. You start developing all kinds of thoughts in your head and then get angry with shit you’re thinking about.
I have this friend who back in the day was a little off in my book. She was seeing a man and truth be told he was an ass. She considered him her man while he considered her his “friend”. If this man promised her he would stop by her house she would drop everything. Whatever plans she had were automatically dismissed because her ding-a-ling man was stopping through. You know this chick would stand by the window for hours searching for a glimmer of a headlight? Then she would continuously call his cell to ask him where he was at. You know he never picked up right? She would start crying and shit. She was sick with it. So for all those hours her mind started racing. Then this bitch would get in her car and drive around the spots he frequents to see if she saw his car. It was sad as hell. One night at 5am she drove and saw his car in front of his house and she keyed the shit out of it. Yo, good d*ck can make any “sane” woman into a crazy bitch.
I blame men…yes fellas ya’ll are to blame for some of the crazy ass chicks out here. I know some folks can just be that crazy, but there are times when that one special man can make a chick turn loco. You can’t just do shit to woman and get em all hocked up on love and shit then kick them to the gutta. Women are very emotional and don’t tend to handle things well. Ladies, you can’t just love up on a man and give him hope of something happening then treat him like shit under your shoes. Then ol boy starts stalking you and shit and you start to wonder where the hell you went wrong. If you know that he’s not the one then let him be from the jump. Don’t give him the ginger snap and then say “I ain’t feeling you like that”. That can drive any man nuts. Just stop this crazy shit and seek professional help. No bitch ass is worth you loosing your damn mind over. Next thing you know you talking to yourself in public and answering back. Now that shit is straight up crackish.
You know you’re obsessed when you sit outside in the dark with sunglasses on and a trench coat watching his parked car. You know you’re obsessed when you go into the club wearing a wave cap and footie pajamas looking for her ass in the club. That shit ain’t obsessed, that shit is crazy in my book. You’re so obsessed with someone that your days and nights are consumed by negative thoughts of them. If you call them and they don’t pick up you automatically assume they’re with someone else. You start developing all kinds of thoughts in your head and then get angry with shit you’re thinking about.
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Men get a little intimidated when I say that I’m not easily wowed when it comes to the bedroom skills. Sure I might meet someone that make me climb the walls, but then there are some I gotta look at with the Lil Mama side eye like “What in de hell you doing playa”? Then there are times I just stop in the middle and get the hell out of dodge. Yes I get my shit and I roll out. No need completing the task when you’re already failing miserably. So I stop you dead in your tracks and try to explain to you where you went wrong. Here are some reasons why your d*ck don’t move my mountain.
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