The Last Dude

The last dude I messed with was 22 years old. He wasn’t cute to me at first but his non chalant personality is what attracted me to him. We did it a few times and hung out a few times but after one particularly good date he texted me and said he doesnt want anything serious. Now you know good and well that marriage is NOT on my mind…the whole idea of sitting in the house with a man for the rest of my life doesn’t feel right…

But still..I’m not interested in a man who would TELL ME he doesnt want anything with me. What? Does he think that will make me chase him? Hell no! I stopped speaking to his ass immediately and he’s been showing up where I hang out and at my job…and he still won’t speak to me when he does…how lame.

Anyway…the last time I saw him was New Years eve. My boys and I were vibin out with my co workers and he just pops up 20 minutes to midnight..ignores me and hangs out to watch the ball drop with us. Weird…by the time I saw him I was too through with the whole thing because…

Well…I met a girl…