If you read the end of the title, you'll know this is a two part blog because Dre has his own piece to speak when he finds the time. My case, in recent days, is the fuckery of people who think they're in a relationship with you when you start talking to their ass and you find one another interesting. I know some of y'all feel me on this. I can understand conversing about sex, but I'm talking about the folks who act like they own your ass and ain't even met you if you're using dating sites or texting. Call themselves checkin' you, be asking you all kind of fucking questions that a boyfriend or girlfriend would ask and callin' you pet names and shit. Once again, I know you motherfuckers feel me on these bitches that try to put pressure on your ass to get with them. These are the type of people who put up red flags with my ass. I'm gonna warn you now, I've been speaking more Spanish in the last two or three days than I have in nearly eight years worth of classes, so I might trail off from English a couple of times.
Example: this dude on a4a (Adam4Adam) messaged me complimenting my pictures and shows me his. We talk for a bit and then this dude starts pouring it on, asking for my number and wanting to meet me and shit. Now, thankfully, I use apps that allow me to call people and send texts via an internet connection (that started when I wasn't texting through my default service) whenever I don't feel comfortable giving out my number unless I know people for sure. I explained that to the guy when he got bent outta shape about that, but he rolled with it. Now I'm gonna say this and mean it, but I am not the average brother: I do not like to be on the phone, period, which is why I accumulate between 4 and 25 missed calls on average bi-weekly. I can go without my phone for days on end. So, this guy starts askin' why I haven't been hittin' him up. One: bitch, I got better things to do and better niggas to be talkin' to. Two, no eres especial; you are not special enough to warrant interruption of any form of my entertainment. So it's pretty obvious how thirsty the guy is with the way he's riding my balls. Creo que este hombre es muy deseparado para un novio. One that he thinks he can control anyway: you got me fucked all the way up, homie. Not just that, he raised a fuckin' red flag with me with a PM he sent me on a4a late last night when I checked this morning. He says he wants to connect with me and then asks if I want to continue bein' with people who don't care about me, implying that he's the only hijo de puta in the entire world that gives a fuck about me. One thing I can't stand is people trying to play on people's securities, because that's how abusive relationships begin and I will never be a doormat for any nigga unless his ass wants to end up riding in an ambulance with multiple skull fractures. I don't play that shit. Moving on, I guess when I told him that while I would meet him but I wasn't willin' to jump into anything, he got in his feelings and didn't respond. Another thing: calling me baby, even in Spanish, can and will not fly with me.
So, to all y'all people out there desperate for a relationship, take the shit slowly. Stop and enjoy the journey. If you gotta manipulate someone, you can go fuck yourself with a pogo stick and a fat bitch jumping on it.
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