Friday, August 21, 2009

shutting the back door

DO YOU KNOW WHAT A BACK DOOR GIRL IS? IT'S THE FEMALE THAT HE CALLS AT THE MIDNIGHT HOUR. SHE IS NOT EXACTLY THE BOOTY CALL BUT HE WOULDN'T BEEN SEEN IN PUBLIC WITH HER. SHE ISN'T NECESSARILY UGLY...JUST NOT UP TO HIS COLONIZED STANDARD OF BEAUTY. SHE IS NOT THE TYPE OF WOMAN THAT HE WANTS TO HANG OUT WITH. SHE HAS BEEN REGULATED TO THE AFTER THOUGHT. THE FUNNY THING ABOUT IT IS THAT MOST WOMEN KNOW THAT THEY ARE THIS BDG. THEY LIE AND TELL THEMSELVES THAT THEY ARE OK WITH IT. 'I AIN'T LOOKIN FOR NO RELATIONSHIP RIGHT NOW', IS WHAT YOU USUALLY HEAR FROM THEM. MOST OF THE TIME IT IS JUST AN EXCUSE TO MASK THE INSECURITY THAT THEY HAVE ABOUT BEING ALONE. THIS IS A SOCIETY OF PAIRS.

WHEN YOUARE ALONE MOST PEOPLE WANT TO KNOW WHY AND FIGURE THAT THERE MUST BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU OR YOU WOULD NOT BE ALONE. WHY IS SHE WITH THIS MAN WHEN SHE KNOWS THAT SHE WANTS MORE? THE EASY ANSWER IS THAT HE IS GOOD LOOKING AND A GOOD LOVER. THE REAL ANSWER IS THAT SHE IS UNABLE TO DEAL WITH THE ALTERNATIVE...BEING ALONE. AS WOMEN, WE HAVE CONVINCED OURSELVES THAT SOMETHING IS INHERITENTLY WRONG WITH US IF WE ARE WITHOUT, AT THE VERY LEAST , SOME 'D** IN A GLASS'. WE DON'T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW THAT WE GO TO BED ALONE EVERYNIGHT EVEN THOUGH WE DON'T WANT TO. SO WE SETTLE FOR HIM...THE GUY WHO SHOULD BE HONORED TO SHARE YOUR COMPANY BUT INSTEAD COMES TO SEE YOU TO BE SERVICED LIKE A KING.

SISTER, PLEASE, FOR ME...FOR YOURSELF. GET UP, GO IN THE BATHROOM, LOOK IN THE MIRROR, POINT AT YOURSELF AND SAY...'I DON'T NEED THIS. I DON'T DESERVE THIS. I AM WORTH SO MUCH MORE.' YOUR BODY WILL FIGHT YOU. YOUR MIND WITH ARGUE WITH YOU. YOUR SPIRIT WILL FEEL WOUNDED. STOP AND THINK ABOUT HOW YOU FEEL THE NEXT DAY WHEN HE IS GONE. YOU ARE KIDDING YOURSELF IF YOU TELL ME THAT YOU FEEL GOOD. THIS BROTHER JUST CAME AND DEPOSITED HIS FRUSTRATION, ANGER, GRIEF AND STRESS INTO YOUR PRECIOUS CHAMBER. HE IS REFRESHED, RENEWED AND ON HIS WAY BACK TO THE WOMAN THAT HE REALLY DOES CARE ABOUT. THE ONE THAT HE TAKES TO DINNER, THE ONE THAT HE TAKES TO THE MOVIES, THE ONE THAT HE DOES ALL OF THOSE 'LITTLE THINGS' FOR. YOU WILL NOT GET THOSE THINGS FROM HIM UNLESS YOU NAG HIM AND THREATEN. (BY THE WAY...JUST SO YOU KNOW...HE STOPPED AT THE GAS STATION ON THE WAY TO THE HOUSE AND BOUGHT YOU THOSE 1/2 DEAD A** FLOWERS). YOU'LL BE OK. I PROMISE YOU. THERE IS A MAN OUT THERE WHO WILL APPRECIATE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU MEAN TO HIM. HE WILL NOT BE ASHAMED OF YOU. NOW GO BACK IN THAT BEDROOM WHERE MR. MAN IS SNORING HIS A** OFF AND SLOBBERING ON YOUR EGYPTIAN COTTON SHEETS, TURN THE LIGHT AND THE RADIO ON AND PUT HIS BLACK A&& OUT. (VIA THE BACK DOOR OF COURSE)

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