Dear Diary:
Today I am in super sexy single Mommy mode. I am cleaning up and responding to messages, ignoring some stupidness coming my inbox.
I cannot believe the things that men will try to get my attention. Unbelievable, but all bullshit because they just want to fuck...lol,duh. Some are honest with their intentions,but others want to buy their way between my legs. From the teller at the bank who insulted me by offering me $40 for some sex,I think oral only...but still,WTF...if I was in the business of selling my goodies straight up, it would not be that cheap. Yes, the phone got hung up on that one.
My stalker fan is trying everything to get at me, he offered to put gas in my truck yesterday and has been blowing my phone up....I guess whenever I decide to pick up he will be satisfied. He thinks that he wants me as his girlfriend, nah...he can never be my man, and he knows why. I will never sleep with him,the opportunity he had with me is long gone. Some men, I swear cannot take rejection,they are worse than women. Geesh,its Atlanta there are plenty women here,so stop the bitchassness.
My Xman, Mr. TakeOver brother, he has been calling me to see when I am going to allow him back in my life. I have told him over and over that we can be friends,that is about it. He is having a hard time understanding that too. This morning he proposed that i allow him to come over and let him lay up in my bed and suck on my tits. He then reminded me how I use to suck his dick all day when I was on my period. Like really,lol...my reply"dude,those days are so long gone". I have given him a chance to get back with me, but he wants it back the same way it was, like nothing ever happen. That is just not possible. He and I would have to be in an open relationship because he cheats too damn much. And expects me to act peachy, like his wifey....cook, clean, do porn with only him....hell no. The sex with him is ok,but last time was not all that. I paid for the hotel room, and gave him gas money to get home,I told him I pretty much tricked off with him,lol. Plus he does not do anything spectacular in the bedroom...he does the same old shit,lol...from the back...legs up in his chest,in the buck,and wants head...like that is sooo boring. Compared to what I am getting served with now,WOW,major upgrade.
Yesterday my Xman,the former live-in, talked about my present situation...guess he read the blog from yesterday,lol...he is all jealous and was yelling at me. Yes, he was yelling at me...hell, I do not know how we got on the subject of what I am doing and who I am doing it with. This nigga got straight nasty with me. I hung up the phone, like who in the hell are you...damn near impotent ass,Captain Broke Dick. Broke in the pockets and in the pants,lol,I am serious. He got amnesia about the shit he pulled when he was "the man" hitting this, he was not concerned about a whole lot of shit, like he claims to be concerned about now. And he can keep the money I loaned to him, I will write that shit off....charge it to the game.
My former ball player friend commented to me,"no wonder you cannot come drink from my stream, you drinking from that new fountain,you always flaking out on me". I had to correct him because fuck Daddy does not live in west hell Douglasville,we live in the same county. Also, I gave that character a chance to have a piece of me, but he is hella busy with coaching, kids and his landscaping business. So whatever,try again buddy.
I am still on my bullshit free diet,feeling good. I do not have to deal with the offerings of dick and cash. Those who are going to do for me will,without me having to fuck them, and they have my Bank of America account number to do so. Local folks who really want to bless me with gifts,do it without expectations...if you think you will get me in return, think again. A tank of gas is not an even exchange for some of my ass or time.
I do not see the big rush,lol,you had what years to get with me and years to do right by me,this is nothing new.
Hell, i am still laughing at my Xman Mr.TakeOver,he asked"can I be the first person to get your pussy after you get off your period",lmao! I started to sing the lyrics to "Creep Inn"by Ideal...."Meet me at the creep inn We can spend the weekend I got what you’re seeking"....LOL,I am so not going back to that drama man or any of the others who had their chance. I am looking forward.
What these men fail to realize, they think that its flattering or whatever that I allow them into my "world" to which they have access to my online social networks. I just want them to see where I am going, far beyond where they could ever take me.
