Why is it, that when you tell, a girl about her man, or the man she likes, or the man she really wants to be with. She gets mad at you.
But the kicker is, when they are not in the situation, they stomp up and down the street how they want you to tell them, and how you wouldn't be a friend if you didn't and Blah Blah Blah.
Truth is they don't wanna know, I have been burnt too many times to name, and it aint happnin again. Listen it's not my fault, and this man is out here playin you like a violin, and when you ask if it's true, do you really think he's gonna tell you the truth.
That's like trying to get a man to admit he cheated on you. You know in your heart its true but you just need to hear it from him. Why, not like your gonna go anywhere, your gonna stay your ass right there lovin that man and ailienating your friend who told he was a snake in the first place.
Now don't get me wrong not all men are snakes and maybe he's just not that into you, and maybe you thought something was there that wasn't, cause you know us. We can make up some shit! He said I'd make a great mother. He didn't say you would be a great mother to his kids. He just said you would be a good mom, one day to some body.
I know one thing. If I know you, please don't take it personal, but I will never in my entire life, speak on your man, I don't care if I see him fucking in the streets I will not say a word. What I will do is let him know I see him, and if he decides to bring me up. Then you know something is wrong. Other than that. I will not throw my self under that bus any more.
On a side note. At what point did we get so desperate to have a man that we fight each other for him. If a man is cheating on you it's his fault not hers. Why are you yelling at her and getting pissed, and the fact that you two are fighting each other over him. Makes you both desperate, I mean is his dick that good. Does the sun rise and set in it. Come on ladies we can do better than that. Maybe it's time you start thinking out side of the box, start thinking of other racial possiblities because this ish has been going on for too damn long.
Well all I know is no one has to worry about me so called ruining there good thing ever again. I am done, finished, finito,. And all too many times I have seen her choose him and leave the friend who told in the dust, for trying to be a good friend.... I am a firm believer that people have to learn lessons for themselves even if the lesson is tuff, and it usually is.
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