How About Love? Diva Style…..

With Scorcher recently releasing songs like, ‘Lipsin Ting’ and ‘I Invented Sex’. Love has been on the cranium.

We tend to hear our single friends complain about their relationship status, but on the other hand, we hear our friends who have the status (a lame excuse to have sex regularly, and not be bothered about it). Complain!

(Take this how you want to, but just because I have a bit more junk in my trunk, understand, that I know about Love).

To All The Singleton’s : We all want that special person, whether you’re heterosexual, homosexual or Megan Fox (bisexual). For the girls, you want that guy, the one that makes you cringe, smile and feel the most amazing butterflies.

Guys; well the last time I looked, I never had male genitals, so I think you should correct me if I have this wrong.

Guys, at first you want to just ‘buss a nut’. But deep down inside, you own a heart, somewhere between your balls and your throat. All you want, is an honest girl, let’s admit it, window shopping just isn’t the same anymore.

The problem we all face is, we’re never satisfied with what we have. We settle for less, and we moan when we don’t get enough, what do we want? In our little community, we’ve all seemed to link ourselves to, we have four types of guys, and four types of dolls.

GUYS: Thugs, Entourage, Mc’s and Box Boy. (The poor little guy, who is the target of all jokes).

GIRLS: Successful, Hoes, Groupies and Tag-a-longs. Which one does your name belong under?

Love, can’t be determined by the class system, you inaccurately put yourself in, that’s how all the problems in the world began. From the Apartheid, to the treacherous war of Somalia.

We can’t begin or continue to go against our hearts; good girls like thugs, but as attractive as his attitude is, or as good as his sex may be, the thug will act like a thug. And you’re heart is the broken one.

Guys are commonly going for girls who, wear 5000 coats of makeup, and their crutches replicate a sporting field, rather than the gap in the railing. –How dare one complain, when disappointment is a recurring fact of your life.

To get the dilly- dally, out of the way.

Go with what your heart says, not your influenced mind for, Beauty, Love and Life go together like chips and burger sauce, a perfect combination.

Peace, Love and Scorchers Lips.

Therryi-Jay

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