On My Whatever Shit

un-edited ranting and raving.

Sometimes I really just wanna get on my "yo whatever" shit.
I just really don't give a fuck.
Niggas are always going to let me down so why even bother acting all sweet and nice??
What's the point?
Why bother hiding the attitude and being a sweetheart and a fuckin' lady?
So a dumb ass nigga can think he actually did something by getting in my pants.
What people fail to understand is that women want the dick just as much as men want the pussy.
A nigga will front and lead you on so tough. Especially the ones you meet off the internet.
They are so gassed up that they think they can just flip a switch and like you and cake you all tough, then the next day you don't even matter.
At this very moment I just feel like getting on my yo whatever shit.
That is exactly how i feel.
When a nigga asks me a question...all he gets is whatever.
Stank ass attitude, hand out, not givin a fuck about his feelings.
That's that yo whatever shit.
If I can't get it the nice way. I'm gonna take it my way.

sorry for the ignorance...but...yo...what the fuck ever.

I just want him.
I just want mine.

One man makes me smile and the next brings tears to my eyes. Another makes my jaw tighten with irritation, and then another makes me scream with pleasure yet worries me.
Indecisive isn't the word. When a man can tolerate the stank attitude does it make him the right one. Or does it make him crazy.
New Nigga kept on calling today, I screamed at him, I had an attitude and in return he puts my pictures all over his myspace and crushspot and labels them wifey to be.
Why is it that the ones that we want never want us, and the ones that want us....
we never appreciate until they are gone?