Essential Quick Lil Gems on Dealing with Women

[Ohene]

She just now texted me, "You home"?


It really doesn't matter if I'm home. Hell, it's 11:30pm and she ain't driving all the way over here. And I ain't driving out there this late either

I'm just not gonna respond I guess.

Does she drive? How you know she won't uber to your crib lol.

I'd reply yes and see if she mentions trying to come through. If it doesn't look like she's trynaa come through then start ignoring and go to bed

 

[The ADD]

She just now texted me, "You home"?


It really doesn't matter if I'm home. Hell, it's 11:30pm and she ain't driving all the way over here. And I ain't driving out there this late either

I'm just not gonna respond I guess.

If she doesn't offer an unprompted reason for blowing you off then I would throw anything serious in the bushes.

 

[jadillac]

Does she drive? How you know she won't uber to your crib lol.

I'd reply yes and see if she mentions trying to come through. If it doesn't look like she's trynaa come through then start ignoring and go to bed

Nah breh, that'd be an EXPENSIVE ride. Like $60-65 bucks. You don't realize how big DFW is. lol

 

[Ohene]

Nah breh, that'd be an EXPENSIVE ride. Like $60-65 bucks. You don't realize how big DFW is. lol

Just say yes and she what she says. But zone defense. Don't press her or anything like that.... Give her a chance to repent and explain herself

 

[jadillac]

Just say yes and she what she says. But zone defense. Don't press her or anything like that.... Give her a chance to repent and explain herself

I already texed her back and said I'm not at home. So I'll let her realize she messed up.

And I don't want her to think my Sat night revolves around her, b/c her's obviously didn't revolve around me.



I hear your point tho, and I don't know if there's really a right/wrong way to play the situation....

Besides, nothing is stopping her from sending a simple text to say what happened

 

[Ohene]

I already texed her back and said I'm not at home. So I'll let her realize she messed up.

And I don't want her to think my Sat night revolves around her, b/c her's obviously didn't revolve around me.



I hear your point tho, and I don't know if there's really a right/wrong way to play the situation....

Besides, nothing is stopping her from sending a simple text to say what happened

Well done

 

[disbig]

The average jumpoff allows 3-5 good smashes before she start gettin "ideas"

Loo

 

[TRUEST]

Well, I had a second date with the pawg that I went bowling with. She likes board games, so I brought scrabble and risk. I get to her house (almost 2 hours away ) and we grab some bbq. We spend the majority of the day watching walking dead. So she decided to make drinks. Mind, you already plotting to get them draws. We get a little tipsy and sho nuff - baby was throating ya boy like it was going out of style I was hitting it for a good while and I told her I couldnt nut because I drunk too much. She really took it hard, like it was her or something. I reassured her and that it was cool. We rested, watch some more tv and then went at it again.

I had this bytch squirting everywhere, all over her couch and rug. I even made this bytch piss all over her couch lol, like no shyt PISS! She got super embarassed, she locked herself in her bathroom for like a good 30 minutes and I'm trying to calm her down while i'm ass naked Eventually she comes back out and chills out. We go to sleep for a few hours and wake up. She starts gargalin a nikka nuts, and let me say this - she swallowed every fukking drop with no hesitation fukking christ I swear, I aint never had a female do that.

Now, yall gonna die at this. She's pretty thick, Not super fat, but she's chubby. My dig ain't the biggest, I'm average so needless to say, fukking a chubby chick with a fat ass with a normal dikk is not in your favor, she's also 5'9 and I'm 5'5, so doggy style and shyt like that was kind of a challenge for me because I had to get on the tip of my toes to get in that ass i would think that I was small for her - but I wasn't. I think porn had my mind fukked up.

After I nutted, I just wanted to elave and so i got my shyt together had some small talk. She knew I wanted to so she gave me some attitude. I tried giving her a hug, but she shyed away. So the next day, she hits me up asking why I was acting wierd. I told her I wasn't ready to be all lovey dovey as i just got out of a long ass marriage. She starts sending me these long ass text messages and leaving me voice mails of her crying saying that no one ever made her feel that way before.

I blocked her number, I aint trying to hear all that lol

EDIT: My bad, I forgot to mention when we got done fukking in the morning, I took a shower and got dress. We sat out in her living room. At first I sat on her couch where she pissed all over, and... I just couldn't do it, it smelled like a fukking urinal stall or something. Hella strong piss. So I get up and move to her rocker chair that she had. So she's sitting on her couch (how she is not smelling this is beyond me). So this is the part where I get distant because of the smell.

i dont know my dude. im kind of a softie at heart when it comes to women that aint never did me wrong. in this case, u didn't have to do her like that. personally, if i feel the girl is gonna end up liking me more than i'll like her, i tend to just dip on them, even if the ass is a sure thing. i'd rather beat my meat than deal with what u just dealt with. but to each his own. my mom told me a long time ago to stop fuccking with these women's heads because some women can send some serious bad karma ur way if u do them wrong.

 

[TRUEST]

So last night, I had a date with this chick who's honestly, probably a top 3 best looking girl I've ever gone out on a date with. Maybe the best-looking ever.

Whole night was great. We went to a bar/restaurant. She didn't really eat, but got a drink and dessert, then we went salsa dancing. Everything was perfect. She was smiling ans laughing have an awesome time. We were holding hands, arm in arm, everything. Great conversation about everything, joking, laughing, etc she's talking about the 2nd date already.

I drive her home, walk up to her door, drop her off & leave. Whole time in the car, I'm thinking, "This might be the best 1st date i've ever had...this is exactly the kind of woman I need"

So I'm driving, halfway home, thinking about her, the phone rings, it's her. Calling to talk to me since I had about a 25 min drive and it's late 2:30am, so we keep talking until I pull into my garage, say's we'll talk tomorrow, then we hang up....I get home home on cloud 9.

Today she texts me and tells me she wants to hang out again tonight, I agreed. Then told her this evening I have a family dinner and will call her when I head home to change, to see what we're gonna do....so I call her back after I got dressed, and she's like, "I'll call you back in a bit to let you know whatsup..."

Never heard back from her.... I sent her 2 texts and she doesn't reply....

What in the fock?

These women are NUTS!

I got dressed-up & prepared for absolutely nothing.
But the point is, it's just such a juxtaposition from last night.

I just don't get it, and I don't know what to say if she hits me up tomorrow. I wanna give her another chance just on the strength of the 1st date...but I dunno....

she wanted to fucck tonight. but someone else got to her before u did. u shoulda saw her before the family dinner. but i understand if u couldn't.

one text and a call (no voicemail) would have sufficed in ur situation. and if she doesn't respond, u leave it as is.

when she hits u up again, she has grounds to make up. invite her to ur house. aint gon be none of that going out business. she fuccked up her chances. now, invite her over so u two can make dinner together.

 

[StretfordRed]

I knew this thread existed, but didn't think it was more of a dating thing. But yeah I have had an interesting few years lol.

So I will admit straight up, I haven't dated a sister for a good few years now. My preference has never been white or whatever, it always has ended up that way because of work or the areas I hung out in. Looking back on things, that maybe an excuse. One thing about Europe, but more specifically London, we never had segregation, so there are no REALLY exclusive white or black areas for living, studying, going out. It's mainly based on class. So it's literally a mixing pot of races together.

In the past few years I have dated:
White English
Italian x 3
Canadian x3
Bolivian
Scottish/Irish
Polish
Czech
Hungarian
Bulgarian
and a few others I cannot remember.

But over the past 2 years I dated an Italian girl. If I ever admit the issue I had with her on here, then I would be ridiculed (not racist or anything), but I had to help her out a lot, ended up moving her half way across the country to live with me, helped her out financially and shyt. But things got quite sour in our relationship and I didn't love her anymore, especially when she bailed on my mums birthday party when people were expecting her there.

I have been single since October 2015 and during this time I had a few tings in the meantime, but nothing was floating my boat. Then I went on a date with one Bulgarian girl from POF, but it seemed she just liked black dikk. Her exes were black, listened to only black artists. But the girl was a brute, she'd slap me on my back and shyt like we were in the gulags and then just start laughing. Then one evening we're out getting some drinks and I'm outside taking a smoke with her, and a bunch of Eastern European guys are talking in their own language. My back is towards them so I have no idea what they are talking about or doing. But when we get inside, she says that they were talking about us and saying "she is very pretty but why is she with that......" then she stops and laughs and said its very disrespectful. So I know exactly what it is. Now I am a big guy, built more like a rugby or D Line type of person, and I know I could have caused an issue, but I was like fukk it, I'm getting out of here. So we leave and we about to get some food and we walk past a shop called "Mama Afrika" and she bursts out laughing with her friend and says "Hey, you can tell me more about this" then just laughs more.

Now considering how I am feeling from the previous situation, I want to just explode, but I keep my calm. Go with them to the take out food shop, but then just leave. She texts me where am I, but I told her I didn't appreciate the whole night, and I'd rather go home. Didn't talk to her again properly ever since.

Fast forward a few more weeks to a 1/2 months ago, I'm in a TOTAL hole. I'm getting no play, no replies on POF or OKC. Chicks would read my message, look at my profile and say nothing. It's humiliating lol . I started questioning myself a lot . Staying in my crib instead of going out. Just going gym and going home.


But an old POF chick hit me up, she's from Czech, chunky but not fat, but has a belly. So 1st time she came to my place she said she didn't wanna fukk because it was the first date, but she beat me off. Now second time she comes we start making out and shyt, then we hit a pause. BIG mistake.

So I ask her where has she been, as I haven't seen her on POF recently. She said she left and joined some fetish site and has been seeing some dread brother who has a dungeon and beats her up and chokes her out. I'm like cool whatever, let me get my nut and kick her out . But she KEEPS talking. Then she admits she regularly gives him rim jobs, hits raw and gets pissed on by him....and this is after my tongue has been half way down her throat and sucking her tongue and shyt ..Internally I'm crying, but the bytch is laying on my damn bed and its about 1am and we been drinking so we weren't going anywhere. I tried to fukk her but I couldn't. I lied and said I had no condoms. But I was still horny so I just got some top. She squirted all over my bedsheets from just fingering and clit play (just remembered I need to wash those sheets) and I skeeted in her mouth(she drank what she could, but said it was too much but carried on sucking ) and we called it a day. But annoying she still didn't want to go, she wanted to snuggle up and cuddle and eh..was nasty. I woke up at 6.30am on the dot and kicked her out after. But that was the end of her.


Same week my housemate put it on the kid after about 10 months of me wanting her . I was oblivious to the signs that she liked me, as I thought we were just friends. We had been out twice that week for dinner and movies, but I just didn't think we were being romantic, rather just friends with some time to burn. Mind you she is about 6ft, dark hair, thick from the waist down, looking real scrumptious. She invited me to her room at about 10pm one night, we talk..she tells me to sit on her bed, I'm like cool...We're just friends, but my dikk weren't saying that. I was so hard. We talk, we get closer, but in my head I'm like "shall I do this and flop and make things uncomfortable or nah". So anyway I go up to my room after a few hours and text her saying it was hard being a gentleman. She replies saying "no one asked you to be". So I come back downstairs, we make out, but I don't fukk. For me, right now I just don't fukk girls randomly after my ex. Just got disenfranchised with sex for a while because of that bytch

So things are good, I'm thinking me and her are see how things go with her, and since we had been living with each other for like 1 year already, we thought we'd just move into our own place in a few months. But too much shyt about her I didn't like. I am African, but born in London. So I do things the black British way, which she despises . She is one of these yoga, listening to chanting, vegan spiritual chicks who I LOVE, but I don't follow that type of lifestyle. She seemingly does not like the British way of doing things, always complains about the country and it got boring hearing her dog on me and my ways. So for a few weeks I was a bit stand offish with her. Right now we're more in a chilled, sneaky make out session here and there type of place


But then last friday or so, my mans from my old work place hit me up to go grab some cocktails and whatnot. So I'm running late to go and meet them, due to the gym, shaving, etc. The the Uber breh I got, gets fukking lost..with a fukking GPS in front of him! So an 15 min journey took about 40 mins. But I gave him 5 stars because he said his wife took his kids and left him with nothing , and he got mad depressed and it was his 1st day on the job. So I felt his pain. But this is all part of the coincidences of the rest of the story


So I get to the bar, and I need to piss. I go toilet and see 2 chicks, give em a glance whilst they are walking across me , and I go piss, scope the bar and start walking back. Now who do I see at the table where me and my mans are at? The 2 chicks from before. Now I haven't been blessed with AMAZING looks, I have locs, but a big forehead , I'm relatively tall, can do with eating cleaner and shyt, but one thing I have is the ability to literally talk to anyone (which has been a down fall in the past!). So it works out they're sisters and I'm on point, leading the convo between my two boys and them, cracking jokes and generally having a good vibe. Then we play a game where she guesses our ages. She got mine horrendously wrong because "black don't crack", but then straight after she says "I'm so pretty". I've never ever been told this. Cute yeah, but pretty? No. Never. After the online dating shyt and chicks not messaging you after visiting your profile, your confidence gets hit for a home run. I literally could't look her in the face I was so embarrassed.

So anyway we talk for like 3 hours that night, we swap numbers and very weirdly we just started holding hands in the middle of the bar. She has to go to some party, so I was sure some Tyrone brother would have hollered at her and taken her home so I hit her up with a text a few hours later just to perk her interest again see if I can scoop her up after and chill with her that night and I get no reply! I'm like "shyt, typical luck". So I start macking with other girls in the club, getting similar attention, but not pulling numbers as I feel a little pointless. I just wanna get the pleasure of doing my thing without feeling like a jabroni by texting these girls and getting no reply. So I go home, sleep wake up and look at my phone and she replied. Quids in mate.

So we plan a date, goes well. But there is something that I can't go into here, as it is a WHOLE other conversation and this post is long enough already. But I like her a lot. Now the reason I mentioned about race before, is that she is British born Jamaican. When I told my team some nikkas had to take a seat for a few minutes. They have ONLY ever seen me with white girls. But something with this girl just hit me like a tonne of bricks. Man was weak at the knees. She has arse/ass , breast meat , beautiful smile, dimples, big brown eyes, big full thick lips, skin is softer than mash potatoes , 2 degrees, a masters, speaks the Queens English, messages me back as soon as she sees my message ...literally girl of my dreams. This is going to sound real p*ssy right here, but when we kissed, wallah, I have never ever had such an amazing kiss. Her lips...JEEZ! Her tongue...WOW. And she was talking mad nasty shyt in my ear that had me wanting to go smash that ASAP.

So we have a second date of brunch which was cool, we enjoy each others company. And I just thought back to the whole timing situation from when I first met her at the bar. Like what if I wasn't late, or the Uber driver hadn't been delayed? I probably wouldn't have seen her at all because the place was busy. Now its only 2 dates. I am normally pessimistic with these types of things, but I know this is probably the most compatible girl I have been on a date with in a LONG time. Since we're both British black, we have similar upbringings, eat the same food, listen to the same music etc. But I know some crazy shyt is waiting to put a dampener onto these thoughts/feelings. So I am not getting my hopes up too quickly. The only thing I have noticed with her, is that she wants the man to make ALL decisions. One main problem is that I am the most laid back brother I know. I prefer 2 people shooting ideas off each other to make a decision on say where to eat or what to go and watch. But maybe I just need to be a little more forthcoming.


But anyway, the 3rd date is lined up for the weekend. I left it that long as we had a discussion about other brehs or brehettes and I told her about the housemate, but not the others. But she said she has brehs hollering, but "no one else in the diary". But I am a man, so I am not believing that 100%.


She went to a wedding yesterday and sent me some pictures of her in the dress. I swear, if this works out and I do date this girl on a serious level, I honestly think this maybe me brehs. Mash'allah

I think reading a lot about blacks in the US has made me think of blacks over here a lot more differently. I think reading The Coli has kinda opened my eyes to the realities, not of inter-racial dating, but the importance of making a strong black family. So Yes, my professional PAWG days are over. But Milana is staying in my avatar lol

 

[StretfordRed]

Man that's a long post.

Putting it onto the new page

I knew this thread existed, but didn't think it was more of a dating thing. But yeah I have had an interesting few years lol.

So I will admit straight up, I haven't dated a sister for a good few years now. My preference has never been white or whatever, it always has ended up that way because of work or the areas I hung out in. Looking back on things, that maybe an excuse. One thing about Europe, but more specifically London, we never had segregation, so there are no REALLY exclusive white or black areas for living, studying, going out. It's mainly based on class. So it's literally a mixing pot of races together.

In the past few years I have dated:
White English
Italian x 3
Canadian x3
Bolivian
Scottish/Irish
Polish
Czech
Hungarian
Bulgarian
and a few others I cannot remember.

But over the past 2 years I dated an Italian girl. If I ever admit the issue I had with her on here, then I would be ridiculed (not racist or anything), but I had to help her out a lot, ended up moving her half way across the country to live with me, helped her out financially and shyt. But things got quite sour in our relationship and I didn't love her anymore, especially when she bailed on my mums birthday party when people were expecting her there.

I have been single since October 2015 and during this time I had a few tings in the meantime, but nothing was floating my boat. Then I went on a date with one Bulgarian girl from POF, but it seemed she just liked black dikk. Her exes were black, listened to only black artists. But the girl was a brute, she'd slap me on my back and shyt like we were in the gulags and then just start laughing. Then one evening we're out getting some drinks and I'm outside taking a smoke with her, and a bunch of Eastern European guys are talking in their own language. My back is towards them so I have no idea what they are talking about or doing. But when we get inside, she says that they were talking about us and saying "she is very pretty but why is she with that......" then she stops and laughs and said its very disrespectful. So I know exactly what it is. Now I am a big guy, built more like a rugby or D Line type of person, and I know I could have caused an issue, but I was like fukk it, I'm getting out of here. So we leave and we about to get some food and we walk past a shop called "Mama Afrika" and she bursts out laughing with her friend and says "Hey, you can tell me more about this" then just laughs more.

Now considering how I am feeling from the previous situation, I want to just explode, but I keep my calm. Go with them to the take out food shop, but then just leave. She texts me where am I, but I told her I didn't appreciate the whole night, and I'd rather go home. Didn't talk to her again properly ever since.

Fast forward a few more weeks to a 1/2 months ago, I'm in a TOTAL hole. I'm getting no play, no replies on POF or OKC. Chicks would read my message, look at my profile and say nothing. It's humiliating lol . I started questioning myself a lot . Staying in my crib instead of going out. Just going gym and going home.


But an old POF chick hit me up, she's from Czech, chunky but not fat, but has a belly. So 1st time she came to my place she said she didn't wanna fukk because it was the first date, but she beat me off. Now second time she comes we start making out and shyt, then we hit a pause. BIG mistake.

So I ask her where has she been, as I haven't seen her on POF recently. She said she left and joined some fetish site and has been seeing some dread brother who has a dungeon and beats her up and chokes her out. I'm like cool whatever, let me get my nut and kick her out . But she KEEPS talking. Then she admits she regularly gives him rim jobs, hits raw and gets pissed on by him....and this is after my tongue has been half way down her throat and sucking her tongue and shyt ..Internally I'm crying, but the bytch is laying on my damn bed and its about 1am and we been drinking so we weren't going anywhere. I tried to fukk her but I couldn't. I lied and said I had no condoms. But I was still horny so I just got some top. She squirted all over my bedsheets from just fingering and clit play (just remembered I need to wash those sheets) and I skeeted in her mouth(she drank what she could, but said it was too much but carried on sucking ) and we called it a day. But annoying she still didn't want to go, she wanted to snuggle up and cuddle and eh..was nasty. I woke up at 6.30am on the dot and kicked her out after. But that was the end of her.


Same week my housemate put it on the kid after about 10 months of me wanting her . I was oblivious to the signs that she liked me, as I thought we were just friends. We had been out twice that week for dinner and movies, but I just didn't think we were being romantic, rather just friends with some time to burn. Mind you she is about 6ft, dark hair, thick from the waist down, looking real scrumptious. She invited me to her room at about 10pm one night, we talk..she tells me to sit on her bed, I'm like cool...We're just friends, but my dikk weren't saying that. I was so hard. We talk, we get closer, but in my head I'm like "shall I do this and flop and make things uncomfortable or nah". So anyway I go up to my room after a few hours and text her saying it was hard being a gentleman. She replies saying "no one asked you to be". So I come back downstairs, we make out, but I don't fukk. For me, right now I just don't fukk girls randomly after my ex. Just got disenfranchised with sex for a while because of that bytch

So things are good, I'm thinking me and her are see how things go with her, and since we had been living with each other for like 1 year already, we thought we'd just move into our own place in a few months. But too much shyt about her I didn't like. I am African, but born in London. So I do things the black British way, which she despises . She is one of these yoga, listening to chanting, vegan spiritual chicks who I LOVE, but I don't follow that type of lifestyle. She seemingly does not like the British way of doing things, always complains about the country and it got boring hearing her dog on me and my ways. So for a few weeks I was a bit stand offish with her. Right now we're more in a chilled, sneaky make out session here and there type of place


But then last friday or so, my mans from my old work place hit me up to go grab some cocktails and whatnot. So I'm running late to go and meet them, due to the gym, shaving, etc. The the Uber breh I got, gets fukking lost..with a fukking GPS in front of him! So an 15 min journey took about 40 mins. But I gave him 5 stars because he said his wife took his kids and left him with nothing , and he got mad depressed and it was his 1st day on the job. So I felt his pain. But this is all part of the coincidences of the rest of the story


So I get to the bar, and I need to piss. I go toilet and see 2 chicks, give em a glance whilst they are walking across me , and I go piss, scope the bar and start walking back. Now who do I see at the table where me and my mans are at? The 2 chicks from before. Now I haven't been blessed with AMAZING looks, I have locs, but a big forehead , I'm relatively tall, can do with eating cleaner and shyt, but one thing I have is the ability to literally talk to anyone (which has been a down fall in the past!). So it works out they're sisters and I'm on point, leading the convo between my two boys and them, cracking jokes and generally having a good vibe. Then we play a game where she guesses our ages. She got mine horrendously wrong because "black don't crack", but then straight after she says "I'm so pretty". I've never ever been told this. Cute yeah, but pretty? No. Never. After the online dating shyt and chicks not messaging you after visiting your profile, your confidence gets hit for a home run. I literally could't look her in the face I was so embarrassed.

So anyway we talk for like 3 hours that night, we swap numbers and very weirdly we just started holding hands in the middle of the bar. She has to go to some party, so I was sure some Tyrone brother would have hollered at her and taken her home so I hit her up with a text a few hours later just to perk her interest again see if I can scoop her up after and chill with her that night and I get no reply! I'm like "shyt, typical luck". So I start macking with other girls in the club, getting similar attention, but not pulling numbers as I feel a little pointless. I just wanna get the pleasure of doing my thing without feeling like a jabroni by texting these girls and getting no reply. So I go home, sleep wake up and look at my phone and she replied. Quids in mate.

So we plan a date, goes well. But there is something that I can't go into here, as it is a WHOLE other conversation and this post is long enough already. But I like her a lot. Now the reason I mentioned about race before, is that she is British born Jamaican. When I told my team some nikkas had to take a seat for a few minutes. They have ONLY ever seen me with white girls. But something with this girl just hit me like a tonne of bricks. Man was weak at the knees. She has arse/ass , breast meat , beautiful smile, dimples, big brown eyes, big full thick lips, skin is softer than mash potatoes , 2 degrees, a masters, speaks the Queens English, messages me back as soon as she sees my message ...literally girl of my dreams. This is going to sound real p*ssy right here, but when we kissed, wallah, I have never ever had such an amazing kiss. Her lips...JEEZ! Her tongue...WOW. And she was talking mad nasty shyt in my ear that had me wanting to go smash that ASAP.

So we have a second date of brunch which was cool, we enjoy each others company. And I just thought back to the whole timing situation from when I first met her at the bar. Like what if I wasn't late, or the Uber driver hadn't been delayed? I probably wouldn't have seen her at all because the place was busy. Now its only 2 dates. I am normally pessimistic with these types of things, but I know this is probably the most compatible girl I have been on a date with in a LONG time. Since we're both British black, we have similar upbringings, eat the same food, listen to the same music etc. But I know some crazy shyt is waiting to put a dampener onto these thoughts/feelings. So I am not getting my hopes up too quickly. The only thing I have noticed with her, is that she wants the man to make ALL decisions. One main problem is that I am the most laid back brother I know. I prefer 2 people shooting ideas off each other to make a decision on say where to eat or what to go and watch. But maybe I just need to be a little more forthcoming.


But anyway, the 3rd date is lined up for the weekend. I left it that long as we had a discussion about other brehs or brehettes and I told her about the housemate, but not the others. But she said she has brehs hollering, but "no one else in the diary". But I am a man, so I am not believing that 100%.


She went to a wedding yesterday and sent me some pictures of her in the dress. I swear, if this works out and I do date this girl on a serious level, I honestly think this maybe me brehs. Mash'allah

I think reading a lot about blacks in the US has made me think of blacks over here a lot more differently. I think reading The Coli has kinda opened my eyes to the realities, not of inter-racial dating, but the importance of making a strong black family. So Yes, my professional PAWG days are over. But Milana is staying in my avatar lol

 

[The ADD]

SMH I read all of that

 

[MikelArteta]

I already texed her back and said I'm not at home. So I'll let her realize she messed up.

And I don't want her to think my Sat night revolves around her, b/c her's obviously didn't revolve around me.



I hear your point tho, and I don't know if there's really a right/wrong way to play the situation....

Besides, nothing is stopping her from sending a simple text to say what happened

remember shes not your girl she owes you nothing. Esp if you met her online she has a gaggle of dudes around her and once you said that family thing she prob thought you had another date set up or something. Never give a woman your talking to early on more information that is needed

 

[StretfordRed]

SMH I read all of that

Smh

First time I've actually sat down and thought of it.
Think I need a therapist

 

[MikelArteta]

Smh

First time I've actually sat down and thought of it.
Think I need a therapist

stop messing with white women