How many years of your life can you continue to Party and Waste away? Is the club really that much fun? Is it really that serious to go to the club every weekend, just so that random guys can tell you that you have a nice azz?
REALITY CHECK, TIME TO GROW UP AND STOP BEING SUCH A HOOD RAT.
Aren’t you tired of guys just using you for sex on the late night? Tell me why those guys aren’t even offering to take you to dinner first? Is it because you call yourself “thinking like a man,” so it’s cool?
Lady, it’s because you’re life isn’t right. All the Louboutins and fashion sense in the world can’t make a man wife you. How many times are you going to tweet or post on Facebook that you’re going to DJ Franzen’s party this weekend, and P Diddy’s all white party the next? And you’re quick to fight. “No that bish wasn’t talking crazy to you!” Don’t you get tired of that?
And after all of the partying, what do you do? You go home all alone. You spend time hanging with this dude, and that dude. Your homeboy this, and your homeboy that… None of your homeboys want to settle down with you. They’ll sex you, but they won’t wife you. Hell your “homeboy” won’t even enter into a relationship with you! You know about all of the other girls he sexes, cause you’re his “homegirl.” Hell, he even invites you over when they’re around. Ma, I know you have to be tired of that! Yeah, You’re TIRED all right!
My dear that’s not what you call substance. Come to think of it… How many men do you think want to walk around with a black woman, with red hair on his arm? You’re not on TV! You’re not an entertainer! Kool-aid & Burgundy hair is just not “What It Do” (your language, not mine).
And your conversation skills.. Ma, did you really just try to have a conversation with that hard-working, educated man about Basketball Wives? Evelyn did what? You say she wasn’t with him shooting in the gym..... Girl!! That’s a Harvard Grad you’re talking to. His ex went to school at M.I.T. You’re talking his ear off, holding his ear hostage on a 45 minute spree, yakking on and on about nothing.
Not to mention you dominate the conversation so well that the man can’t even get a word in. He doesn’t want to hear about how you had such a good time at the club, hanging with your girls last week that you didn’t come home till 6 in the morning,. Did you really have to tell him you were so faded that you barely remember anything? How old are you again?
You can barely hold a conversation without being loud and ratchet, but you say your girlfriend embarasses you cause her nails aren’t always done. You tatted up huh – Is that number 22? You say these other women are “basic”, but what are you? You’re option number 2 to every man you talk to. Time is running out, so you’re thinking of going back to your ex. It didn’t work out the first time, but he will do….. Tick Tock… You stay in the gym, but he’s the only one that seems to like you like that. You’re hoping he’s changed but the only person that needs to change is you.
You are 36 years old and all the other women your age have families, a husband, attend charitable events and are being productive, nurturing women of society, while you’re still gossiping and in the club in a hoochie dress trying to hang out with 24-year-old women in hopes that it makes you look younger.
Perhaps it’s time to wake up.. It’s time to stop sleeping in the bed all alone. It’s time to wake-up and become a woman of substance.