Like my favorite thing about strolling through blogs, particularly black blogs are the relationship blogs. It's great because there are so many sensitive ass thugs and thuggettes out there who kill me because they keep writing the same shit. I swear to goodness that if u took the authors on their word you would figure that there are no shallow folks out here in the dating pool we are all just honest and open people being done wrong by the same 3 trifling folks. You know, dashaun with the wavy hair, LeMarcus with the green eyes, and Tony, just cause we all know an ignornat ass Tony. Same thing, on the otherside, there are all these guys who were open and honest with women about their deep emotions because they were in no way attracted to her body and the thought of sex never crossed their mind except as a way to solidify the spiritual connection they were trying to grasp, but they got smacked down by the gold digger, the man hater, or the stuck up chick.
Next paragraph proceeds to usually go into how even though they know that most cats are poon hounds that aren't about shit, they are not and can never be given a chance, or how most girls are gold diggers but they will work with a brother cause they can by their own stuff. And no one is ever rude, or inconsiderrate, and we are always cute and perfect in everyway. Bullshit...
Next we have the paragrapgh about interracial relationships. How for black men its ok and for white women its not according to society. Then how it should be ok for black men because black women are so mean and overbearring or because Black women do it to so stop hating, or on the other hand its supposed to be ok for black women because Black men do it and besides the ones that don't are in jail, broke, insecure, gay, or the catch all assholes.
Next we have the angry retribution paragrph which is basically if y'all would step your game up you would be able to be in the loving relationship of your dreams with the perfect person (i.e. Me) because after all the reason that I am lonely is societies fault for not recognizing my perfection.
What this standard blog, letter to the editor, hell conversation tells me number one is that a Black Dr. Phil show would clean the phukk up. But secondly its that people love being Bitter. I mean it feels good to them, they rehash all of the same stories over and over again with themselves as the hero that you begin to figure either they must be delusional or (my thought) none of this has ever really happened to them they are just adapting other people's stories. I mean look, I know it sucks if you are looking for a relationship or whatever and it doesn't work out. Hell I know it sucks if you are down for someone and you have to deal with the fact that they don't think you are good enough, but in the end you gotta shake that shit off and let it go.
I mean damn, there is nothing I hate more than having to be uncomfortable in public because the chick I ended up standing next to at the bar is mad as hell. Or trying to watch the game while some guy just gets a little too excited about some girl using him, or being in a house party that turns into a Black male Black female bash a thon. I mean hey, jokes are funny, but when you try to turn my good time into free therapy you are likely to get a bill. of course like I say people don't want solutions they like their anger and bitterness because as long as you are bitter you are never alone and its never your fault. It's like every other excuse we make, it gets you high enough to not have to face reality...
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