Relationships are suffocating. Through and drewed.
For a fella who had zero female interaction in grade school and minimally in college, I was always accustomed to doing things on my own; shopping, gym, etc or did things with fellow comrades (vacationing, shooting hoops, partying, drinking)…
Now, when I do all the above (minus gym or shop), she usually wants to (she doesn’t invite herself, but I feel obligated to ask her).
When you’re in a relationship, you have entitlements that you are “supposed” to respond and commit to.
I still prefer to do many things on my own and, even though my lady friend is my ideal candidate; the feeling/liberation of not having to answer to ain’t nobody is blessed union of soul.
I’m just not certain how people can be so attached to their partners; is it the status thing? Is it insecurity?
A man who can get women but doesn’t have to flaunt it at all times of year – that’s a man I can respect.
SMH at dudes jumping from one relationship to another because he’s scared of being alone.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to have a companion you can share ideas, concepts, goals, aspirations, desires and a meal or two wiff, but does it have to be 24/7? That shiit gets tooooo boring. Perhaps, I’ve learned to dwell in my own solitude for so long that sometimes, I just need to ride out solo.
This past weekend was a testament to that so as to let y’all know I ain’t bullshiittin.
Saw my girl last Monday, took a break Tuesday to go gym. Went out with the boys Wednesday night. Then….. on Thursday, went to two different July Forfh (my friends had a pool party, her friends had a boat house so we watched the fireworks from there) events and stay the night. Went to work Friday. Came back to her place and spent the night Friday night and Saturday, went to dinner and just chilled.
So by Sunday afternoon, I got invited to another pool party, but I decided to just go alone. See, the thing is, I coulda brought her ass too (and she’s cool with my friends, don’t get me incorrect)… but I wanted to drive with my music on blast and just hit up the spot dolo without a ball and chain.
How do you guys sit back, blast your music and just worry about you if you got your damn girlfriend going everywhere with you?
This Friday, I’m going to the park cuz my boys and doing volleyball and bbq. I ain’t inviting her – ima go dolo and then her place afterwards and sleep there.
In Gist... i just feel like a woman cramps my style. I'm 31, people tell me all the time that i need to get serious and start a family, but i'm ignorant as shiit - my priorities are kinda selfish (my plight in life/society is to take care of my family, buy jordans and ride around in the coupe with the windows down, music blaring, pissing off cacs and just stunt).
I'm in the skreets thuggin'...
i ain't about no huggin' from a boo a buggin'.
It's nuffin', mcmuffin.
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