An internal organ that makes you lack concentration of whats important. In a heartbeat pussy can collapse a marriage, relationship, or a friendship. Sexing your friend’s wife behind his back because the pussy is tight. Pussy so addictive makes you loose your mind and make you blind. Can’t see your mistake until it’s too late, with the cold sweat pouring from your face, when looking at your dick realizing, the night before you penetrated unsafe when you released the mayonnaise inside twice without thinking twice of the consequences. Unwanted pregnancy, now trying to figure out how to remain conscious. Child support is gonna kill those pockets, since home girl don’t want an abortion. Looking at that minimum wage check and home girl is about to get 17% portion. Now thinking “I should of used my hand and bottle of lotion.” Life is suddenly moving in fast motion, since you didn’t use no Trojans. Should of followed the commercial slogans, and use a latex. Now in regret, you do something seriously that you seriously regret. Not ready for that responsibility since you was thinking irresponsibly. Hire a hitman to kill home girl and the unborn baby. He wraps his hands(wearing black gloves) around her neck, and strangles her to death. She coughing up blood until there is nothing left. A homicide committed. Hitman leaves fingerprints and the evidence is prominent. Now hitman arrested and interrogated he snitched on you and now you are arrested. Looking at murder and conspiracy charges. Now you facing a long term prison sentence. On the bus ride to your new home you ask yourself, was it worth it? A deep question, is it better to just become a deadbeat father than to murder a baby to escape this type of responsibility? Be careful when it comes to pussy, because pussy that shit kills
Can you picture my anxiety?
Mind is full of misery, nobody is helping.
Receive 3 curses back to back for every blessing.
Pure stress is what I’m receiving.
The truth is what I believe in , but life is deceiving.
Having me constantly dreaming of heaven
and patiently waiting for the battle of armagedon.
Handgun on my waist for power and protection.
Killing is evil but self defense is an exception
Since the inception of earth murder been existent
Sometimes it’s better to mind your business then to be an eye witness if you wanna make it to Christmas
because a criminal will protect his life by canceling your christmas.
So we become so oblivous when afflicted which makes us into drug addicts.
Addicted to the bad habit can turn a straight man to a faggot.
Sometimes we blame the parents but the most fucked up kids are raised by the strictest parents.
Punishments and beatings was unbearing
but yet parents wondering how fundamentals were lacked
Disrespectful behavior from peers is what attracts the naive female adolescents to grown men sitting on their laps.
So I fear of having daughter and afraid of her growing up without no order.
Innocence of kids fade when they get older.
Now went from crying on your shoulder to uploading twerk videos on social media now a full grown diva who evolved from being a junior school cheerleader
Shedding a tear because of what she wears.
Breast just popped up like pop ups on computer screens.
Seeking attention from men is her American dream.
For anybody reading this, if you are interested in who I think cheat more between men and women then I too can post up another in a few days going in depth on who I cheat more and why and the reasons why men and women cheat and to discuss the similartites and differences between why men and women cheat and I can explain the different levels of cheating This poem was to explain that it don’t matter which cheats more, cheating is wrong both ways and we need to stop blaming one particular sex for doing most of the cheating and learn to move forward and learn how to exist with each other without blaming each other for everything that goes wrong.
For anybody reading, if you agree, disagree, or have anything to add, comment below and tell me what you think? Always open to hearing others opinions
“What I don’t understand is why when some of
us get cheated on
we give our
Just curious for those of you reading this, if you have an answer can you explain why people give second chances when cheated they get cheated on. I never understood that. I know love is powerful and people should be forgiven but I just don’t see how people can give second chances.
Complete opposites of one another,
but yet very similar.
that come from complex sources.
You can give ,receive, have, feel, both,
but only love is growth,
for the heart.
But yet falling in love is so goddamn hard,
with each other.
Steve Urkel and Laura(family matters).
Steve was in war and he won every battle and he finally conquered Laura,
and won her over.
It took him years to get out of the friend zone territory.
To him it’s extraordinary.
But its not that simple and ordinary.
Most give up after one or two tries when your heart been shattered to a million pieces.
Heart gets broken on the floor, we walk away and leave it.
Quitting is easier than fixing.
Love has 2 frenemies.
Sex and money.
This is very common, very ordinary.
You don’t just love sex, you get addicted.
Let me break it down and explain it.
People confuse love with addiction.
Look them up in the dictionary, you’ll see there’s a difference
Ask yourself (for the women) is sex with the right person addictive?(especially if he hitting it right with a long dick)
Does sex make a unhealthy relationship stretch longer than its supposed to?
Or have you cheated on your s/o to get better sex from somewhere else?
Think about it to yourself and answer it?
You ever let a guy hit, and he never called you again?
You ever still let a guy that treat you like shit hit over and over again?
Just like sex, you don’t just love money, you get addicted?
(For the men)
Has a female ever persuade you to trick(and still ain’t let you hit)?
Have you ever thought to yourself the more money I spend, the more pussy I get?
Have you ever try bagging a girl when broke with no change in your pocket?
You ever had a girl only willing to have sex and suck your dick(even swallow) just when she need something( money mostly)
If females didn’t come with fame and money would you still be motivated into making money?
Is it really love?
Give it a second thought.
While you think about that, lets talk about the worst.
Can’t have one without the other.
Since the beginning of time thru today.
Thin line between love and hate.
Love turns into hate so easily,
But when has hate turn into love?
A broken heart will make you hate falling in love
Don’t take much to hate.
God and Satan, Cain and Abel.
Not a fairy tale, not a fable.
Straight from the bible.
Thin line between love and hate but
Its a thick line between hate and love.
Hate don’t ever turn into love?
God forbid you have sex with your spouse without using a glove,
and you find out that you HIV positive.
Now would you kill your spouse?
And if you do kill your spouse, would you even attend the funeral or visit the grave or would you piss on the grave?
Most people say, I don’t hate and wish death on no one.
But trust, let hate conquer your mind and heart like a territory and try saying telling yourself” I wish death on no one”
Love and hate are parents of every emotion(jealously, happy, anger etc)
Emotions are so complicated.
They are not always demonstrated.
It’s not easy to explain it.
Like you can’t explain to someone how to fall in love.
You can only explain why its complicated.
You can’t explain how to hate someone, you can only explain what triggers the emotion hate.
Problem in life, a plate hate is commonly swallowed,
But the crumbs of love we only receive a taste.