Because if I ever liked you, just know it was the teeth, the smile.
I will always look out for future lil babies.
Let’s Get Into It
Those dang 20 somethings
Career, business development, friend moments, breakups, and men being strategic.
So, strategic that you sit back and laugh.
Normally, I wouldn’t waste space on my blog dogging the men. Who cares?
Nobody asked.
However, as I hit 26, I got something to get off my chest.
Let’s call this, breaking the wall, the glass, the plate, taking the lid off something.
Men who prey on the “good girl”
What is a good girl? Is she quiet? To herself? Is she pretty but kinda nerdy, needs her life spiced up?
He sees the potential.
It’s like when the popular girl sees the nerd and wants to give them an upgrade.
But then it’s like, wait she’s becoming too popular now, she’s too cool now? How can I knock her down?
The same one you built up.
What is that
Is it jealousy? Bad judgement?
It’s not friendship, it’s not family, it’s not…
Wait, Chan. Why are we doing this?
That was so yesterday…
It was, but let me finish.
Why do men prey on the vulnerable?
No, no.
It’s not men, boys prey, men pray
See what I did there?
Boys prey. Men pray.
Boys use women, any. For sex, for gain, attention, even for fame.
But see, men? Real men, what is a real man?
I am not defining that today, that’s for you to know.
If you don’t get it, stop reading. This isn’t for you.
Anyway.
Men, men are different.
Men don’t have to use women for gain, for attention, for sex, for fame, or better yet for growth.
Men come equipped
Have you heard about the men who talk to God?
Yeah, that’s a different breed.
Nah, he ain’t online telling the whole world he saved and reposting bible quotes, he’s connected.
A little birdie told me, he got God on speed dial.
And guess what?
Men who have God on speed dial, they ain’t taking from women.
They add on.
They build.
For longevity.
Not for clout, not for a pay raise and 15 seconds of feeling special.
Dang, didn’t that end quick?
Nobody is talking about that anymore?
Women pray over men, girls prey on boys
I used to be “delulu”, I used to crash out.
May even still crash out because I aint deserve that ticket. But that’s cool because that’s just my exit ticket.
See, women. A real woman, noooo not just because she got boobs and a butt. Nah, real women.
They move different.
Before she knows your name, she praying over you, daily.
That’s why they prey on the real women, because ooh she’s so enticing. You just want to know more and more, and more and more.
MOREEEEE.
But can you handle the more?
Back to the quiet girl
Why she quiet?
Dang, I can’t sit in my corner and mind my business? I mean, thank you for the attention but I knew who I was when I stepped inside. I knew who I was when I gave you the eye but dang I didn’t think that was all you needed.
The difference.
Boys prey with their eyes, men pray with their hands. What do you even call that?
How do quiet girls get caught up?
Is it because we’re so nice? So kind? Misunderstood? Or taken as a fool?
Ooh, and you know what else
It’s a shame, it’s a shame how dangerous she gets when reality snaps back.
I needed you to test my gangsta, test my vibe. Piss me off a bit, turn it up a bit. Make you go home and cry to your momma a bit.
That’s how real it get.
But see, when you move in deceit the beast has to unleash.
When the prey loses
It’s an ugly sight. Woo.
Sometimes, I just have to say, “How? How? How we get here?”
But baby, that reality of, “I didn’t like you anyway” and actually meaning it?
It puts things in perspective.
It makes things flow.
“I was never supposed to go”
But we pivot, we move on.
The beauty of a butterfly
Quiet women.
She’s not quiet, she doesn’t know you.
Maybe that’s a good thing.
She’s a woman resting peacefully in her cocoon waiting to blossom.
Her blossom season is ongoing, it’s beautiful and she meets hers
The man.
When God shifts his plan.
With Love,
C.Alilijah