Kiss my Ass


"You are too handsome/cute to be single"
A statement I have come to hate for the longest time possible. I was into this lady two months ago & I one day I decided to shoot my shot. My nerves were all on adrenaline until she told me "You are too cute to be single"... Everything I had for her just got chased away by those words. Being handsome or beautiful is not your own doing but the Almigjty's work. If we had a say in it, probably I'ld be different. "You are cute" words i've heard more than a dozen times, that they lack to make sense anymore. I get I've received from different ladies all along but you people have over used them too much. Probably why I have come to hate pictures offlate.
"First impression matters" whoever said so must have met a handsome/beautiful person to say so. Just like "The customer is always right" must be a customer who said so. The same ladies who tell us so, are the same ladies who bash us when we walk with older women. If you keep pushing us away with such words why wont we do so?
It's been more than three weeks & every morning I have seen her walk past my work place early in the morning with her beautiful dresscode. She must be in her late 40s. Not once have I not looked at her & dropped a comment. "You are a 10, that makes me Ben" well, if only I stopped whispering these words to myself, probably I'ld be swimming with dolphins in this festive season... For my heart to choose her would be probably for two reasons. One, probably I care too much that I am falling for her. Emmanuel Macron proved to us age is just a number. Two, I am forcing myself to love her, just to cover my hurting heart from my two months ago shot. Whichever it is, I am sticking with her.
Last weekend I saw her in my local club & I swear she looked back at me after walking past my table. Not sure whether it was me she glanced at, or the liqour bottles on our table, but I choose to say it wad me. "I wish you would be the "she" in my "nanigans" of my life"... another whispering comment I made. Or maybe it could be the alcohol talking, but no... I'm only three bottles drunk & that is barely enough to make me stagger, leave alone, ramble.
Whats'up with skinny niggas & thick girls? A mystery that is yet to be solved. I had already started imagining the things I'ld do to her. The way I would make her burn fat in just one night & make her sweat on a cold night. The kind of gymnastics that would occur in that room... okay, someone test for viagra in alcohol, tondu... heeeh!! Thoughts were all out there...
I decided to do a comparrison between her & my two months ago almost-ex babe, lest call her... Tat & current, Thick. Tat was was a skinny lady. On the other hand Thick was... eeeeh!! you get the picture. Tat was a talkative girl, I mean she befriend every living human she met on her way. Thick, I have only seen her alone, except for today she had a female friend along with her. Thick had this waterly lips just looking all kissable, Tat had dry lips bt once in a while she could smear lipbam on them & ooh God... things I would have done to them. The only similarity between them, both are pure melanins. I am not the kind of man to say I love lightskinned or melanin ladies beaity just catches my eye. But in this case, it's just a coincidence. Balck maybe lack of colour, but it's full of beauty. A toss & glass raise to the African Woman. Ladies, you can call me out for body shaming & all that but, joking about small dicks is also body shaming.
Almost-ex was somewhat very attractive than Thick, that i'll give her. But the whole befriending everrbody is a big NO for me. I know you think I am saying all these coz I no longer see no interest in her, but its not like that... or maybe it is. Now I have thick, well... not officially, when I gain the courage to go talk to her she will be mine. I am handsome... I am cute... There is no way she is resisiting all of me. I have been told so many times to believe so.
So ladies of my class, dont come to tell me I cant afford to be single for being handsome or cute. We also get left & we also leave. The suger we had for a partner had no spice & we wanted both. Seeing a man walking with an older woman might because y'all didn't believe him whennhe said he was single... When did being handsome/beautiful become this hard. With all that, to all those who tell us such words, middle finger salute to you & KISS. MY. ASS...



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