well come to find out…. im a woman abuser. never physically but mentally. i get one make her feel good and if she cant handle the impossible task of making me feel good i make sure she hears about it. come to find out no woman can make a man feel like a man these days. im still living old school where i need my breakfast hugs kisses and affection unconditionally. and all women live based off of conditions. i want a woman to jump in and take care of my kids, while being a wife to me starting day one. yes thats too much to put on someone but thats what i want. sure im always willing to give my all cook clean love protect and all but reality is… i move too fast. so im alone. also ive always put my perception of a love into a specific vessel meaning body type further distancing my chances of making a match. this writting was inspired by a woman unbelievably asking me a tall sexy hard working hard loving black man why was i single?….. in short because i aint shit. but im workin on it.
WE got this. I’ve been a beast for a long time. out shined a few but had to be humble too. here I am making steps towards you Cruz WE got this. its been me for what feels like ages. now time to write our pages. my heart is open along with my mind. I’m just hoping WE have or time.
its a constant struggle but here WE are. what good is love if it don’t get us too far.
Getting my hours in. still gotta find a place asap. Growing big over here. heart is numb. Finally. No more heart ache. No more mistake. No more running. Im the king that makes Queens. No Queen can make me.