i can't stand his face anymore...what was i thinking...he is young..not from this country and in all probabilities in need of a replacement mother figure and there i was flirting with him like there is no tomorrow...i wonder if i am my most favorite person anymore...i doubt that very much...what came over me is a mystery but now i have to reap what i have sown...the good news though is the fact that i can still flirt...the bad news still remains the same- i only pick the wrong men...i was bloody this close to picking a wrong one all over again...thank god i got into my 'black man' phase...
yea yea please go ahead and be presumptuous about me being racist but guess what- this time i just might not refute that claim though for reasons unfathomable to you all...i will not accept to being a racist for the use of the word black to describe my new phase when it comes to men...but i do believe am at least partially racist when it comes to the white men...i have recently realized that i possess absolutely zero levels of tolerance when it comes to them and have these quirkish notions about them such as white men are the smelly ones, probably the men who do no wash their underwear after each use...i know i sound mad or weird or wacko but hey i cannot deny what i feel and this is what i feel about these men...
so its all about that beautiful black skin, glistening and smooth, complimented by the pearly whites and those intense and deep and black gorgeous eyes...eyes that can see right through and throw spotlight on you soul or eyes that are mischevious teasing you with those come hither looks or taunting you knowing exactly what kinda effect it has on you...the chiseled face with a smile that reaches the eyes...a voice of such deep baritone luxe quality that it would even have the men around swooning....mmmmm!!!guess have just verbally painted the man of my dreams...
sadly though such men aren't available in the market anymore and whats left i think are these cheap imitations of what men used to be...and also an overgrown imitation of how boys are...nah!!!i wouldn't be conceited enough to generalise all men but if i tell 9/10 men turn out to be the way i have described them above, am sure you can digest my consesus better now...why such bitterness?hmmm lets see...i have a 21 year old aquaintance of a friend who thinks asking me bluntly to date him is the most romantic thing a girl dreams of all her life or be it the 30+ man who i have started getting a feeling is starting to stalk me who again showers compliments that i don't just get drenched but am just an inch away from getting drowned by them or the teenager boy who is so bloody infatuated it's now FUBAR...
i am somehow the magnet for all these freakazoids and wonder how it all happened...yet somewhere deep down i don't wanna blame anybody or more precisely any man coz at the end of the day i am a very difficult and complicated person to be with..i find it sometimes difficult to cope with myself..so no, i don't blame them...but here's the deal boys!!!when you know somewhere mid way that you are dealing with someone or something in an all together different league than your own, you should put the car in reverse gear and go back the way you came in a dignified manner..trying too hard does not work with most women and sadly for you guys i fall into the most women category...so please give us some breathing space ... PHEW!!!
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