let us get something straight

to all of my christian female peers:

I
am "alone" because i CHOOSE to be alone.
do i get lonely?
sure.
do i sometimes desire a flurry of (almost) romance/respect with decent, intelligent male-like companion? (preferably who likes hip hop?)
sure.
do i sometimes wish i had even a semi-decent man for, at the very least, a booty call?
sure (and if i REALLY wanted to get into such a hot fucking mess, i probably do).

BUT
i don't need to be validated by a man.
i need to be respected by one.
challenged by one.
supported by one.
and basically, one who actually knows what a vagina is, isn't afraid to say it or of it, and bluntly, knows how to work it.
oh! and who isn't afraid to be honest with me, with himself, with how he feels and thinks.

and since all these things are RARE
(IE: something i have YET to see)
i will continue choosing to be alone.


so please.
FUCK OFF and quit hounding me on my non-apparent life mate,
and enough of that god damn wild at heart, captivating bullshit sex talk.
it bores me.

always,
gabe