*Whew* I finally got my Runaway Bride to submit her post. Ever since she left me in the hotel room during our honeymoon its been a struggle…don’t let me bore you, Enjoy and please share your thoughts also
Cheating? My sentiments? You really wanna hear it? Well, I have always thought that I would castrate the “bastard” who ever dared cheat on me. Castrate him and throw his genitals to a wild tiger as food. They are, after all, no use clipped. Unless there is some other use for the male sex organs that I have no idea about.
*sigh* ignore me. Maybe I went a lil too far. Maybe not. See, we girls are complicated creatures. We don’t even understand ourselves (we like to act like we do though). Often times we have no idea what we want (we sure fool you guys into thinking we do, don’t we?). We want to be admired by other guys and pursued by ’em even, although we are committed to another. We don’t care if the dude(s) pursuing us is/are single or not. All we think is “too bad for the girlfriend”.
When the coin is flipped though, we don’t want our men so much as even glancing in the direction of another girl. We want to receive all the attention from every single guy when we walk in a room. Trifling. I know. But that’s just the way it is. Can’t live with us, can’t live without us. We know that too. What you gonna do about it though? Go celibate? Bisexual? Homosexual? We know you lot are homophobic so yes: deal with us! (Tongue out and doing the two-step)
Someone asked once: “Why do you girls do that though? Why are you like that?” Honestly? I don’t know. We love attention. Even more than the usual. I can’t define why or how. I can just say we love the attention. We crave it on a different level. We wouldn’t admit it though. Never. Unless its a female relative or very close friend you are talking to.
We were talking about my sentiments on cheating, weren’t we? Yes. Yes. That! Back to it. I’m not a fan of cheats. In any way, shape or form (tacky line, I know -__- ) if you cheat on me and I find out, chances are I’m going to perceive you as a lifelong enemy. And you don’t want to know what I do to enemies, trust me! I’m one of those kinda girls who will say it out loud if I find out a nigga sneaking n creeping. I don’t care if we are friends or not; or if I know the couple. Whoever hears me say it, can fly with it. I don’t care. I can’t stand cheating and cheats.
I’m generally proud of people who point to one “nig” or babe n say: “That’s my boyfriend” or “That’s my girlfriend”. Healthy relationships. And we are not counting open relationships (don’t get me started on that). WTF gets into a person’s head to have one of those anyway? You either dating or you not. For a moment, I was tempted to use the word “together” instead of “dating” in the previous sentence. But I’m aware of the fact that, people having flings or even “fuck buddies” can relate to that word….. “Together”.
Some people insist that girls create an environment for cheating. Frankly, I just wanna slap any bubble head who says that to me. Cheating is a personal decision. To cheat? Or not to cheat? It’s like asking: “Salt, or no salt?”. Personal preference. Simple as that.
Don’t cheat on me if I get involved with you. Let me know what we are doing from “day one”. Or even before “day one”. Don’t cheat on my sister, cousin, friend, or any female I’m in contact with that I care about. Don’t try to push my buttons to see what I would do if you did. I can tell you what I would do. Scroll up to the first few lines of this post. I’m quite capable of doing it. I’m a very daring and adventurous girl and I LOVE the sight of blood 😀
*whew* that concludes it, I guess.