Jay Z seems to be the fan favorite so I'll start with him. I've allowed most of my friends to continue to believe that everything is still good between us but the truth is he has been consistently been dropping the ball. I threw him a slow underhanded pitch and he fumbled. I know I'm referencing two completely different sports right now but that's how our situationship is set up. We're on two completely different levels. Everything was great in the beginning! We saw each other almost everyday but now our encounters are basically non existent. As soon as I noticed he was starting to be distant, I got ghost. Jay Z noticed my lack of interest and invited me over to try to change my mind. I agreed to linking up with him because his head game is still fire and I thought it would be a suitable parting gift. When I got there I smelled candles burning and heard music playing in the background. Was this fool really trying to be romantic when he knew I was mad at him? Bruh just lick me so I can go home! I could tell there would be no reconciliation of our issues if I left it up to him; so I immediately blew out the candles and hit him with the world's most annoying phrase, "We need to talk". He promised to do better but I haven't seen much effort on his end. He still sends me Good Morning texts everyday but they are followed by complete silence until the next morning. No worries though. The only man in my life that's irreplaceable is my father so I have absolutely no problem occupying my time with others until he gets his life together. Dah well! On to the next one.
Klark Kent has always been my back up bae but he's been acting really weird lately. When we first met I told him about my situation with Jay Z and he basically said that he didn't care. He was open and honest about his hoe-ish ways and there was no judgement on my end. We jokingly call each other Twin because we basically live the same lifestyle. But he seems to get a little jealous every time I spend time with other men. He's been trying to slide in little pet names in like "boo thang" and "baby" too and I'm thoroughly confused. A couple of months ago I told him that I was a "head no headache" type of girl which means that I'm not interested in being in a committed relationship. Klark, extremely turned on by my statement, ensured me that we were on the same page but I think he's starting to want more. The other day he opened up to me letting me know how good it feels to be with a woman that really understands him. In return, I opened my legs and climbed on top of his face. That was the only proper response I could think of at that moment because I desperately needed to change the subject. Although I do feel like he's the only one that understands me as well, I'm not about that girlfriend life. I have entirely too many issues that I need to sort through before I decide to invite anyone into my life.
Speaking of issues, I recently did a little experimenting with a friend that shall remain nameless at this time. It was on some drunk stuff so I semi have an excuse. The problem is that I kind of want to do it again. This friend has DANGER written all over their body! This has to be the worst decision that I've made all year. I'm sure the consequences will be ridiculously overwhelming but that probably won't deter my continuos curiosity.
As the new year approaches, I've found myself evaluating my life choices. In addition to declaring to drop some pounds I need to drop some of these lame excuses for men as well. Their eggplants have been my choice of comfort food while trying to adapt to living in Atlanta. They seems to help me cope with my insecurities and lack of financial stability but it's about time that I change my eating habits.
“Food is the most primitive form of comfort.” -Sheilah Graham
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