……from across the room. He was talking to someone else, but I knew he’d been waiting all night to talk to me.

He was surprised and looked back at me with a furrowed brow, questioning whether it was really him who I was smiling at. I didn’t break eye contact, and prodded him with my best come hither look. He responded with a grin of his own; like he couldn’t believe that I was so obviously baiting him.

 
It didn’t take long to lure him over.

 
That was easier than I thought.

 

 

 

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

I posted before about a friend imitating me (it was on the first blog, that I have yet to restore, oops!).   At that time it was over shoes and a tattoo.

 
It’s now expanded to household items. Every other day its, “where did you get ur TV? where did you get your bathmat? where did u get those rugs? where did you get your TRASH CAN?”

 

WTF?

B*tch, I went to Best Buy and Target like everybody else. Da hell? I didn’t find ‘em at some secret boutique.

Then she asked me what the trash can was called. Ummmm, black trash can #3?? I don’t fuckin’ know. Have Mercy. Maybe I should send her a list of everything I have and everywhere I got it so she can duplicate and leave me alone.

 
A friend of mine said it once, and it is SO true. People are always watching you. Lord, I hope this chick finds an identity of her own SOON and gets offa mine!

 
I ain’t even think mine was that great.

 

 

 

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

Apparently its greater than I thought, because folks are steadily turning up with remnants of what was/is mine.

Ok, I’m seriously tired of men killing their wives, girlfriends, and kids.

 

All the more reason to stay single.

There’s no justifying this behavior. No way, no how.

 
Let me take a moment to be thankful that nobody is going Coo-Coo for Cocoa Puffs over me or my (unborn) offspring.

 

 

 

 

 

 

*pause*

Mmmk.

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

Ladies, be careful out there.

 
ETA: to give clarity, the following post is in regards to a conversation I had with a guy friend. These are not things a guy said to me while tryna get with me. ~B. Good

“I only want the booty……but I’m willing to hang out.”

Yall, does that even SOUND right?

 
I swear I gotta stop talking to the males, cuz they make my head hurt.

 
Willing? You’re WILLING to hang out? Oooo, that is a strong word.

So, you only want the booty, but……what? You’ll do the girl a favor and hang out if she wants to?

 
Gee thanks.

 

The nerve.

And this is exactly why I’ve taken myself OUT of the dating equation.

 

“I just want some booty…and we can do some activities.”

He tried to say that he’s honest with the women he meets when he tells them this, and I told him that he’s not being honest with them, nor is he being honest with himself.

Come on, if all you want is the booty, why mask it with the rest? Da hell is the point in hanging out? (his example = movies, clubs, etc.) Thats misleading right there, because that’s clearly more than gettin the booty.

 

“Oh well you know, I’m a friendly person and don’t mind hanging out and doing other activities.”

Ladies……
BEWARE OF THE FRIENDLIES!!!

They are the main ones tryna lure you in under the guise of being a “nice guy”, and they’re worse than the ones who tell you straight out that eventually, they gon wanna f*ck you.

 

I can’t stand these bullshittin ass men.

He claims that he’s clear that he doesn’t want a relationship, well a “boyfriend/girlfriend” relationship, but just…ya know…just be friends.     What-ever. Call it what you wanna. Whatever makes it work for you. But friends don’t lie to friends, and they don’t jerk ‘em around.

 

And friends don’t FUCK!

I don’t care what you say.

 

(but I see that neither he nor his cohorts even know the difference…they think they’re being “real” with women. they ain’t even being real with themselves)

You don’t wanna be in a relationship, yet you wanna act like you’re in one. Booty with dinner isn’t the same as just booty. And if you do it often enough, it turns into a “relationship” whether you acknowledge it or not.

on guard!

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

Who do I have to be?

You’d think because you generally do right by others, that they’d do the same for you. I used to wonder why people don’t think the way I do; don’t operate the way I do.

 
I mean, I knew we’re all different, but there was still some subconscious notion in my head that if I put it out there, I’d get it in return.

 
There was something within me that naively thought because I treated others how I wanted to be treated, that they would indeed treat me the same.

 

So what do you do when you realize that’s not the case?

Do you stop giving others the courtesy you’d want in return? Perhaps you become more picky about which courtesy’s you give to whom.

 
Me, I just stopped wanting (or anticipating) those courtesy’s from others altogether, and proceeded to just give them to myself. But sometimes, I still can’t help but expect common courtesy and decency from those I’ve been courteous to and decent with.

 
Stranger or otherwise.

 

hmph.

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

But now, I’m not so surprised when others come up short.

 
Strangers or otherwise.