Men are from Mars
Let’s state the obvious: men and women are different. I mean, we’re similar enough that when it comes to daily interactions, friendships and experiences, we can love each other, connect with each other, and understand each other. But when sex, emotions and passion are thrown in the picture, the way our minds work could not be more conflicting.
Another obvious statement: women are crazy. If you ask me, it’s all about the estrogen. Believe me when I say that sometimes, we really can’t help it. There’s times when I have to step back and say “do I have a legitimate reason to be upset right now, or am I just being a girl?”.
But bro…sometimes you do it to yourself. Let’s take a look.
You’re laid up with the new girl you just started sleeping with, pillow talking. Niggas love pillow talk. The sex is amazing, she can actually hold a conversation, and you like where her head is at. You say to her “I haven’t felt like this in a long time… I really fuck with you… I could see us together… I want you to be mine.” See — there you go. You fucked up.
Out of nowhere, homegirl starts tripping. She wants to talk to you day in and day out, she spazzed on you cause she saw you flirting with her friend, and she’s pissed because she didn’t get to come home with you after the party. You’re just doing the single shit you’ve been doing, because you’re single, so why is she tripping? Got all of your friends asking “Bro…why is she acting like your girl?”
But isn’t that what you told her you wanted? You told her you wanted her to be yours. Women are crazy, and sometimes, we can be dumb. We can know the game, and somehow still let you run it on us. But men are dumber. Cause you KNOW we’re crazy and still go out of your way to make us all the more.
Pillow talk is music to our ears. You’re saying everything we want to hear. And in that vulnerable moment — in that intimate space — we think you mean it.
But really, you’re just talking. You said those things to shawty for one of two reasons. One: the new pussy has you infatuated, and you’ll say anything and everything in the moment, whether you mean it or not. Or two: in the back of your mind and the bottom of your heart, you actually do mean it… but when the lights come on and reality sets in, you’re not willing to sacrifice all the benefits that come with being a single man to settle down with her. I mean, she’s cool or whatever. And everything is A1. But you’re not ready to stop living out your youth. And there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, besides the fact that you are now mindfucking the hell out of this girl.
She’s out here looking dumb, cause she’s trying to play the role that she thinks you assigned to her because of all the sweet nothing’s you told her, when in reality, everything she’s now doing is making you mean what you say less and less. Sure doesn’t stop you from saying it though.
No man wants a woman who’s upset all the time. And that is why I say men are dumber. Because honestly, you know that you could still get the cat without feeding her all the bullshit. And that would leave her with no real reason to be upset. But yet, you bullshit away, and then get mad when a girl acts according to how you’re telling her you feel about her.
Sigh. Can’t live with you…damn sure can’t live without you.
