personal blog

May I know what happened to real men Because that is  what I seek, You say women are plastic and flying high You who are human, Pass me the mic And let me address you. When I am done I want a standing ovation A toast to this feminist We'll, they all call me that For not feeding on bullshit But stick with my one rule I want A man A man And a man again Because am a woman Phenomenal I man with a fat  ego, Untouchable pride, A man who wouldn't dare enter my house unless I held his hand inside A man who will never invite himself over Yet can pull a few surprises Climb on my bedroom window at times A man who will never ask for sex But intiate every intimacy. Wear the trousers like the head he is And Listen at all times Spoken and silent Takes supremacy as a responsibility and not an opportunity to exploit Me and those like me, I mean a man. But there are actors and I just gave you a script, I will know when its being staged .

No one has  ever been able to define love adequately. In all the books I read and tried to understand it,I became more confused .Two words never appear in the same sentence with my name: I and giving up.But here,I am throwing in the towel.There is so much information on the subject that many don't know where to start digging. They say experience is the best teacher, but what essence is a teacher who gives an exam,then the lesson and the circle continues..... The truth is,the lessons of love and from  love are different and that is why the tests do not make sense!!!!I can not use what I learnt from dating Luke,to understand Clarke!!!These are two different people, so,everything is always a clean slate. I know you get me.You stop and start new,but the only new thing you see is the person. You carry forward all your insecurities, all your previous problems and issues from the past and drag  them here. Instead of focusing on the new found joy and giving yourself a pat on the...