the answer !

why don't women make as much money as men after all of these years ? why don't relationships last ? why don't men respect women the way they deserve to be respected ?

men do not respect women because women do not respect women.

females find it cute and attractive to be the other woman. they think it's risky. bad ass. "haha I have your man and you don't". well let me tell you this. it's not bad ass, it's not cute, it's far from attractive. and it's desperate.

as long as women allow themselves to fulfill that role, men will never think that there is anything wrong with what they are doing nor will they take responsibility for their actions. females always say, "she needs to control her man; that's not my problem" but it IS your problem. you may NOT be triflin and assume the position of spreading your legs, your lips or anything else for someone else's mate because he flirts with you enough. show some damn self restraint. just because he lights the match doesn't mean that you have to pour gasoline on the flame.

no, you do not get a pass for being the girl on the side who knows nothing about the girlfriend or the wife. if a guy treats the "women he loves" like trash by hooking up with you, why wouldn't he dispose of you at his convenience ? people will respect a woman who has been wronged by her mate before they will respect the woman who helped somebody wrong their mate. who's really dummy in the situation ?

finally, a man NEVER leaves his wife. period. and even if you claim that you don't want him, you do. because a woman would not lay down with or stalk a guy that she does not want in any way, shape or form. so at the end of the day ladies, be real with yourselves. stop making excuses for being a home wrecker and find some pride and dignity.

yes. guys who cheat are triflin and need to be dealt with because that is the person who is completely in the wrong in this situation.

however, WOMEN need to have more respect for other WOMEN and for themselves. as long as we're constantly trying to pull the wool over one another's eyes, we'll never receive equal treatment from men in society.

convenience or love ?

oh how we all long for convenience at such a young age. we would rather the world sit in our sweaty palms than to reach out and grab it. while it's easier said than done (believe me) people still are uneasy about living the lives that they want to live. we wait for life to happen to us and then we react. NO MORE.

we stay in relationships that we've been in forever because we're afraid that we'll never find anyone else. we hold on to dudes who treat us sooo dirty because we want to believe that one day he'll get better or that we're still too young to really commit. but how young is too young and at what point do we give up the excuses ? when we're 25, will we still be too young ? when we're 35, will he still be maturing ? guys chase after girls who are loose and unclean thinking that she has "potential" ... but how much potential does a hoe really have ? seriously you guys , sometimes it's better to just let go.

we enter relationships with people because they're convenient, hoping that love will come along eventually. that's not living.

it's convenient for guys to "wife" girls who are desperate and willing to do any and every thing for him from day one.

love makes guys to anything and everything for girls who they have a genuine connection to , not because of what she can do for him.

it's convenient for two vulnerable characters to hook up. they feed off of each other. but symbiotic relationships do not exist between partners who have parasitic mindsets.

love allows two vulnerable characters to know one another's faults and insecurities and not use that to their advantage but to build better people.

it's convenient for us to see what we want to see and hear what we want to hear.

love is someone pointing out how things really are, even if it hurts.

satan's best friend.

please deliver us from evil.

he's the wall in the room that separates you and I.

he silences my heartbeat and numbs your tongue

he disrupts the parting of our lips

paralyzes our brain cells

poison -- disguising himself as the cool.

lurking...

waiting to ruin our high

he hides between the sheets of our bed

he over-sexualized us

preys on the physical and deletes the emotional, the mental

omnipresent when we're apart

a constant reminder of the past

crippling the present and dooming the future

plastered on every inch of our bodies

we honor his image

so rogue and predictable

he's our saving grace

stifling our progression and advancing stagnation

he sits on the throne of complacency

he's our greatest alibi

FEAR.

His Tears.

they say that when rain falls that means that God is crying.

it feels like it rains almost every day here.

our outfits are more plain.

the absence of make-up keeps our faces pale and clear -- more transparent.

our skin is covered , our heads are bowed.

we portray reverence.

the I becomes less meaningful than the HE.

s c a t t e r e d every day thoughts become more connected.

we're at peace.

the rain makes us conscious.

gives us time to listen to our heartbeat and the story it has to tell.

have you ever wondered why we've been getting so much rain ?