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back at 31. Pssh 30….that was definitely a milestone. I wonder how many other women start to wonder and recognize themselves in their 30s. Maybe it starts earlier on, but for me…I was 30 baby. Never say never. That’s something I learned once I hit my 30 mark. I was eyed and I didn’t even know it. I was eyeing too. The forbidden fruit was eyeing me and I too was eyeing him. I was so naive about it. I had to have someone with experience tell me I was being wanted. I wouldn’t have known. Until that day came alone and what would never be…began. It’s been a year. I’m not proud of it but I’m also not ashamed of it. I wonder if women question who they are and what they like? Does it take someone with experience to open up their senses? Does it take a man with experience to open up a new world for that naive girl. I wonder if women take the time to really know who they are and what they like…in bed. Yes I said it. Sexually. There’s a whole other world out there and I wouldn’t have known if it weren’t for that forbidden fruit. How could some women go on life without knowing what they like or don’t like. I would’ve been one of them. Oh definitely. If it weren’t for what I have now experienced I would’ve never known. Am I wrong for thinking this way…I’m sure. I’m sure other women wouldn’t agree with me. I also don’t make fun of women who have been with only one person since their high school years. I think it’s beautiful. The life I’m living also leads to many empty thoughts and nights. It leads to stories in your mind with no one to fulfill them. It leads me to so many options and yet…I’m empty sometimes I blame that other party. The other party led me to seeking myself in ways I wouldn’t have ever thought of. The other party has shown me what lust is all about and unfaithfulness is. I must be a young doll to that other party. Fulfilling their needs. Yet when that goes away I’m the one feeling I’m empty. Probably it’s the emotional woman I me. I’ve tried to walk away but I can’t. I’m in a bind and I didn’t even know it. I don’t expect anything but the feeling of being wanted by someone who’s so powerful and admired in our community drives me insane. It makes me go on a power trip. It makes my confidence go up. No other man has made me feel the way he does. I try. I do. I try to resist. I try to ignore but there’s something about this forbidden fruit that keep me coming back. Because he is forbidden? I’ve heard we yearn what we cannot have. I’m starting to believe it is true. I know I will forever be a secret and yet I choose to be just fine with that, I choose to fulfill their needs. I choose to be fun and receive a stolen moment, as Whitney Houston would say, a few stolen moments is all that we share. It is a choice I make at the end of the day. I have re discovered myself and it is due to where I stand and who I am because of our many encounters. A women just needs to feel wanted. A man needs to feel loved. Big difference. I refer back to options but I still find myself right back to where I truly want to be. How will this end? How does it end. I’m not sure. Stay tuned.
Am I wrong?
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may be an enlightening statement for some of you folks 🙇🏻♂️
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I refuse to tell anyone how bad it really got again.
(via faded-and-dreaming)
What happened? What happened with the one she made her with? Chill, tv, hygienic, meals, hard, love, Storm, aliens, Andrew Zimmerman, Hell's Kitchen, Tupac, Taffy, God, laughs, sex, father, vertigo, beach, 90's slow jams, Lloyd, laundry, corona, Heineken, quarters, subway, fish sandwiches, Nutella 2 Go, Snickers, French toast, white boys...all of it...gone! I know she has a lot to do with it but she got suffocated. She needed some kind of freedom & didn't know how to deal. She needed more time to grow up & not keep running away. The one also screwed up a lot. Why all that anger. Not her fault the one has past tense issues. Well, in the long run something beautiful came about. Something magnificent. Now...it's all over. The one has a chip on the shoulder. Struts like the business is all there is to life. Forgot what it's like to be humble & noble. All that is left behind. The Devil knows who to dance well with. Everything is ruined.
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