I need all my boys...
TO GROW A PAIR.
Boys, stop chasing after these ignorant a**, trifling, sorry excuses for women. Take the time to step back and put your wants, your needs into perspective. Realize that you have needs that deserve to be met. And I'm not just talking about the physical, I'm talking about emotional.
Before you spend money, before you give your heart away, ask yourself: "Are my emotional needs being met? Does she take a genuine intrest in my well-being, or is our entire relationship more about her and my wallet?"
If she seems more interested in getting into your pants and your wallet instead of your heart, then this, my friends, is a whore. You wanna stay away from those. They don't love you, they don't love themselves, they don't love anyone. They love the almighty dollar and what it can buy them.
I'm sorry if I sound a bit harsh right now, but the truth is I love you guys very dearly, and I'm sick and damn tired of seeing or hearing you cry over one-sided love. Don't jump head first into a relationship with every pretty face you meet. Most times, under that pretty face is an ugly heart. Not necessarily saying that you have to be with an ugly girl to find love (I myself am FAR from ugly) but please, for your own sake if for no one elses, get to know a woman before you give her your most valued posession: your heart.
And for those of you who aren't going to listen to me and are going to throw themselves into a fruitless struggle with a leech, I have this advice: GROW A PAIR. So it didn't work out. Okay. So what. There's no use crying over a stupid girl who was never really even worth your time. You say you just wanted a taste, and you got it. And it was laced with cyanide. Oops. We live and we learn. Maybe next time you'll look before you leap.
But like I said before, I love you all and will always be here when you need that shoulder to cry on. Just expect a bit of scolding after the tears are done. smile
heart Always,
Tymbre
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