How Sad

For the past few weeks I feel like I’ve been bombarded by weak females. I call them weak because i don’t know what other word to use. Females that let men talk to them any kind of way, do them any kind of way, but because they "love" them, they keep them around. Mean while these so-called "men"…aren’t breaking their backs to do anything for these women. Huh? I’m so confused. I mean, the woman IS the prize. However, I guess when you don’t see it in yourself, the man doesn’t see it in you either. I’m watching females get called b*tches and such from men that are suppose to be their friends. Like really? That’s cute? That’s funny? How old are we? I stand by the saying that no one can do anything to you that you don’t let them do.

I’m sitting here trying to figure out why these females are fighting so hard. Is he the last man on earth? Is there a shortage? How come I didn’t get the memo? Because I can guaran-daggon-tee you that it wouldn’t be me. I know it’s hard to walk away from someone you love. However, I’ve always thought about it like this – who do I love more, them or me? ME ME ME ME ME! That’s when I’ve thrown up the peace sign and kept it moving.

Thing is, these females are fighting for the dude like 1) They’re married, and they actually aren’t. 2) His penis is made out of gold, and it’s really not and 3) Like their world would be over if he is gone, and dude, seriously, it really won’t be.

Get your self esteem up ladies! This truly makes me sad. The faster women learn that they are the prize, that the men should be crying over them, chasing after them, worrying over them, the better. Smh. Women today make my head hurt.

Tis all.

God Speed,
Reina