Wednesday, August 5, 2009

After careful contemplation, I've realized: Fuck the niggas that holla at me. I'm one picky female, and quite honestly, people think it's simple, but in reality NUHUH. Oh hell no! I'm tired and sick of guys asking me to hangout, to go on a date, or hitting on me when I obviously don't like you. I sound like a bitch, whatever! But I'm so sick of meeting guys who are jerks, think they're the shit, super hypebeast-y, or fucken hardcore partiers! I want me a guy who is stable. Someone who certainly knows how to play games, but doesn't want to. Someone who doesn't have to be the bigger man and pay for my shit all the time, because I got myself, and I got you. A mild partier, who knows when its the right time to stop, and go. And who knows how to take care of my like my girls do. And has a great sense of humor, and can listen to my stories and dumb jokes, and have millions of adventures with me. A nigga that my sisters will like. Cause if they don't like you, you're dead! But you know what? I've realized a LONG time ago, I do enjoy the chase. I like a little competition, I like filling my mind of thoughts about somebody, and to know that I've got someone just for me. I like the feeling I get when I'm with someone I'm interested in. Not just sprung, not infatuation, but I just want those 'Butterflies' i used to feel all the time. I guess a journey filled with jerks, jackasses, and random ass guys has just made me afraid of getting involved. And no, bitches. I'm not an easy girl, and I don't get around. So fuckkkk you!