couple things before i start. first, i dont remember what MILF this is. i really dont care right now; ill fix it later. second thing i know i probably wrote on this a little while ago but this time itll be more indepth. third, this is not because of what happened between me and ashley. dont think it, fathom it or guess it. its not. its just a realization ive come to.
so what makes a bastard? i guess most of u would refer to them as dawgs. u hate them, cry over them, leave nasty comments on their walls when they leave u in the bed. but did anyone ever really think about what could be going on in his head.
i think most people, men and women would agree that it takes alot for a man to express his love for a woman openly. we arent really taught to do that. we were taught to never show emotion; not to cry, or be sad or anything like that. but the one thing that truly hurts anybody but especially men is when they are heartbroken, because of the fact that it takes so long to show their feelings, that when they do they are truly commited to that person.
now here is a key element to women that i have noticed for a long time. yall dont know what yall want. think about it like this.
you have a man and a woman walk into a mall separatedly. they both need to go to macys to get an outfit for a party
the woman will walk into the mall and walk into every store on every floor just window shopping. she doesnt get anything, she just looks. then she spends 2 hours in macys trying to find an outfit but ends up walking out with just a belt.
on the other hand, the man will walk into the same mall, walk directly to macys, get his outfit and maybe something to eat, and leave. the only time a man spends more time in a mall than he has to is when hes with a female.
that indecisiveness is the root of all evil and it plays out in every situation. u say u want X, Y, and Z, and when the man finally gives u Z, you want H. then L. then Q and it takes forever to find a damn Q. so when that man is desperately trying to find Q, ur over in the corner talkin it up with some guy that has a J.
whats the point of all the letters? men; we are bred to be providers to our spouses and families. but we cant provide what we dont know is needed, and we cant read minds. it is truly not fair when u find someone else who just happened to pick up on that one thing we couldnt. and thats what makes a dawg. after so many times of this happening, the guy is just like "why the fuck am i still puttin up with this? everytime i try to make a woman happy its just never enough. what the fuck am i doing wrong. u know what, to hell with it. thats the last time i worry about what a female wants." and so he focuses on what he wants, not caring about who or what he hurts in the process. hes just so tired of giving a damn about people who dont. hes tired of falling in love with people who dont love him equally. and so he becomes a dawg. not necessarily on purpose, but it happens. its a coping mechanism. the pain of the past just needs to be healed for a quik second, so he can feel something...anything. so he finds a girl, flirts, fucks and leaves. and then u sit there lookin all hurt and confused. u wonder why he doesnt love u. u didnt do anything to deserve this. well maybe u did it to the guy before him. hes just getting justice.
u can have fun, go out and date, but dont try to make a man fall in love with u. thats how the cycle starts. thats how its perpetuated. and thats why falling in love is so goddamn hard.
till next time
iloveyou
