What ever happened to wanting a family? You know, a mom, a dad, 2 and a half kids and a dog?
Did everyone forget in the advent of 'Independent Woman' that it's OKAY to forge a partenership with a man???
For Christ's sake! I HATED growing up without my father in my home. My mom was usually stressed and I'm pretty sure that having a child is the ULTIMATE cock block... There just always felt like there was something missing. Like it shouldn't have been that hard...
I always made a vow to myself that I was GOING to get married. && not some crazy ass shotgun wedding [that's when people get married because ol' Becky Sue done went and got herself knocked up and now Trent HAS to make an honest woman out of her before her papi takes the shotgun to his ass...] because a child should not be a reason to pledge your life to someone. I also don't want to get married and IMMEDIATELY start poppin out babies. If I get married, its because I want to spend the rest of my life with that person. So why start off with baggage? The only baggage I want to carry for the first couple of years of my marriage is whatever we're traveling with.
Besides, kids now-a-days are scary. They have no values. No conscience. When I have kids, I want to make sure they have two people who will train them for real life and remind them that its okay to be a kid. These little niggletts are growing up too fast lately.
HAVE YOU SEEN SOME OF THESE LITTLE FUCKERS MYSPACE PAGES?!?!?!
They're having sex, smoking weed, having their OWN babies, holdin' cash knots the size of bricks and talkin that rah-rah shit that sounds like some beastly Onyx lyrics. 5th graders are s c a r y these days...
WAKE UP PEOPLE!!!
Making babies does not define you as someones wife...
Being able to remain the same strong, dominant, independant woman your husband fell in love with does. Having your life on track does. && most importantly, sacrificing some of that independence and dominance is imperative. No man wants a wife with bigger balls than he's got. Don't get me wrong. A lot of men love a strong woman, but not if he has to sacrifice wearing pants to keep her. A man is a MAN. Let him be one. Let him provide for you. Let him protect you. Let him stomp around in some Timbs and tighty whiteys if he wants to...
That's what men do.
That's how they show their love for us.
Protecting && providing.
[Not to be confused with being controling && tricking...]
When you start to take these things away from them, thats when they start acting all funny style && wreckless. Because you've taken their essence...
[This is in everyday life tho... If you snagged him by bein all buck wild in the bed room then by all means, keep spankin dat ass ladies.]
&& for the record, NO I AM NOT ENGAGED NOR MARRIED NOR DIVORCED.
I just listen and deciper the things I see and hear going on around me. So this is just my PERSONAL OPINION. If you gots you a baby daddy, then Kudos to you. I'm sure you love your life and everyone in it. It just isn't the direction I want MY life to go in. I want certain things for myself before I go making decisions I can't undo.
Besides...
If I have kids then that means I have to share.
My mother already debo's my DS & my friends...
So if Jr. tries to snatch the remote to watch fucking Sponge Bob for 16 hours, we gon have to fight, son...
Plus, I'm pretty sure I almost failed kindergarten for not learning how to share...
Eh... This actually doesn't have anything to do with me right now. I hate men lol. I just know that one day, there hopefully will be a man that I see as more than what I've come to view them as... Someone I can't picture my life without. Someone I can't keep my hands off of. Someone that is not only a reflection of me, but that makes me want to become more.
Maybe.
Or maybe I just described a Pomeranian... Pets are safe. [if house-trained.]
But until then, I shall continue to oggle random man meat and stay warm at night with my books.
Because books can't give you the clap OR sleep with your sister...
Did everyone forget in the advent of 'Independent Woman' that it's OKAY to forge a partenership with a man???
For Christ's sake! I HATED growing up without my father in my home. My mom was usually stressed and I'm pretty sure that having a child is the ULTIMATE cock block... There just always felt like there was something missing. Like it shouldn't have been that hard...
I always made a vow to myself that I was GOING to get married. && not some crazy ass shotgun wedding [that's when people get married because ol' Becky Sue done went and got herself knocked up and now Trent HAS to make an honest woman out of her before her papi takes the shotgun to his ass...] because a child should not be a reason to pledge your life to someone. I also don't want to get married and IMMEDIATELY start poppin out babies. If I get married, its because I want to spend the rest of my life with that person. So why start off with baggage? The only baggage I want to carry for the first couple of years of my marriage is whatever we're traveling with.
I want to see the world.
I want to create memories.I want to change as a unit.
Not spend the first year changin some little ingrates stinky diapers...Besides, kids now-a-days are scary. They have no values. No conscience. When I have kids, I want to make sure they have two people who will train them for real life and remind them that its okay to be a kid. These little niggletts are growing up too fast lately.
HAVE YOU SEEN SOME OF THESE LITTLE FUCKERS MYSPACE PAGES?!?!?!
They're having sex, smoking weed, having their OWN babies, holdin' cash knots the size of bricks and talkin that rah-rah shit that sounds like some beastly Onyx lyrics. 5th graders are s c a r y these days...
WAKE UP PEOPLE!!!
Making babies does not define you as someones wife...
Being able to remain the same strong, dominant, independant woman your husband fell in love with does. Having your life on track does. && most importantly, sacrificing some of that independence and dominance is imperative. No man wants a wife with bigger balls than he's got. Don't get me wrong. A lot of men love a strong woman, but not if he has to sacrifice wearing pants to keep her. A man is a MAN. Let him be one. Let him provide for you. Let him protect you. Let him stomp around in some Timbs and tighty whiteys if he wants to...
That's what men do.
That's how they show their love for us.
Protecting && providing.
[Not to be confused with being controling && tricking...]
When you start to take these things away from them, thats when they start acting all funny style && wreckless. Because you've taken their essence...
[This is in everyday life tho... If you snagged him by bein all buck wild in the bed room then by all means, keep spankin dat ass ladies.]
&& for the record, NO I AM NOT ENGAGED NOR MARRIED NOR DIVORCED.
I just listen and deciper the things I see and hear going on around me. So this is just my PERSONAL OPINION. If you gots you a baby daddy, then Kudos to you. I'm sure you love your life and everyone in it. It just isn't the direction I want MY life to go in. I want certain things for myself before I go making decisions I can't undo.
Besides...
If I have kids then that means I have to share.
My mother already debo's my DS & my friends...
So if Jr. tries to snatch the remote to watch fucking Sponge Bob for 16 hours, we gon have to fight, son...
Plus, I'm pretty sure I almost failed kindergarten for not learning how to share...
Eh... This actually doesn't have anything to do with me right now. I hate men lol. I just know that one day, there hopefully will be a man that I see as more than what I've come to view them as... Someone I can't picture my life without. Someone I can't keep my hands off of. Someone that is not only a reflection of me, but that makes me want to become more.
Maybe.
Or maybe I just described a Pomeranian... Pets are safe. [if house-trained.]
But until then, I shall continue to oggle random man meat and stay warm at night with my books.
Because books can't give you the clap OR sleep with your sister...
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