Chocolate fantasy...

I hate people. Sorry, hate is a strong word, and I honestly cannot lump in everyone. Ok, I strongly dislike perverts, ignorant folks, and liars... is that better? I have encountered oh so many in my life, and I am quite sure that it will never end. But like in that old school commercial about sexual harassment: "I don't have to take it." I cannot tell you how many times I have been dancing in a club, and some fool wants to grind his "member" all up on me. Back the F#CK UP!!! Or say some dumbass shit about my body, or talk to my boobs and ass all night long. Yay. Or the many e-mails I have gotten through personal ads about having one-night stands, or how freaky are you? What do you like? Bitches. Last night some mofo was like, "do you dance a lot?" I said yes. He goes, "so you back that ass up and get all freaky on the floor?" No bitch, not all Black women are strippers, so when we say that we like to dance, don't f#uckin assume that. Like they say, when you assume, you make and ass out of u and me. I deal with this often and I'm sick of it! But I guess it goes back to an idea I learned this summer, on that you need to pick your battles wisely. And brainless perverts, ignorant folks, and liars simply are not worthy of my precious energy and time. Ghetto girls do have standards and priorities in case you didn't know.