Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater.

Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater.
If you give her a smile, she’ll give you her heart.
If you give her groceries, she’ll give you a meal.
If you give her a house, she’ll give you a home.
If you give her sperm, she’ll give you a baby.
She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.
So, if you hive her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit.

Real Talk

paisleydarts:

He’s going to keep taking until you have nothing left, if you let him.

Is It Me, Or Are A Lot Of The Females On Tumblr Currently Having … Ahem … “Man Problems” ?

napturality:

(via darthdream)

I’m having man problems, the problem is there’s too many men

lol

I got 99 problems but a d*ck ain’t one. ;P

So you stay.

Being in a fucked up relationship is isolating.

The other person in the relationship, being your intimate partner, is probably the person in your circle closest to you. This obviously eliminates them as a confidant.

Your friends will quickly be isolated. They will show sympathy for you and disdain for him, at first. But know this: that shit will not last. They will quickly tire of your stories, your promises to leave and to cut him off, your weakness at letting him back. Their sympathy for your bruises, either real or figurative, will soon turn to judgement. They might give you advice and then resent you for not following their advice. Eventually, they’ll just outright blame you. Now you have to leave him for THEM rather than YOU. Now these people have become another source of demands. So you stop talking to your friends.

Family will usually react similarly, if not escalate the situation as the nature of their relation might even give them the idea that they have more liberties to get involved.

Eventually, you find yourself all alone in this situation.

And then what do you do?

You nurse your wounds in private. And every time you get the nerve up to leave him, you pause. You second guess yourself, the same way your friends and family have. You don’t want to go to them for help or support - what if you go back again and disappoint them again? You already know the eye rolls you’ll get, the “yeah right” attitude and other defeating remarks.

And then you find yourself with this thing, this issue, that haunts you all day, that you can speak to no one about. And you’ve been alone, for 24, 48, 72, 1,000 hours, nursing this hurt, turning this over and over in your head, entirely alone. Ample guilt, shame, fear, sadness. Your chest is so full of this pain, this conflict. But you have no one. The loneliness is vast.

And here he comes - the only person that knows the truth about your situation. The only person that knows what happened. How that happened. What happened to you. The only person you can go to. The only person who will show sympathy for your wounds, even if he did inflict them. The only person that will put their arms around you, tell you it will be ok, that it won’t happen again - even though you both know it will. And he strangely becomes the one person that gives you a single second to breathe and not hide …

So you stay. You go back. You continue. Because you feel like your heart will explode with all those feelings filling it and no one in the world to help you carry the burden. He becomes the only person to whom you can turn to for that tenderness while he continues to create that need in you for that specific kindness.

So you stay.

Chante Moore - Bitter

I’m just gonna speak from my heart
This song ain’t about every man
But sometimes when you’ve had your heart broken
And there’s pain
You gotta let it out exactly how you feel it
I realize it right now I’m just bitter

I remember the times we shared and I
Remember the long phone calls at night
You used to say the sweetest things
But today my phone rings and I wish
That you would just stop talking
I just can’t take this anymore
You broke my heart and I know for sure
You’re not the man I thought you was
Compromised myself enough
Now it’s time to stop living this lie now

Don’t follow me home nigga
Stop ringing my phone nigga
Just leave me alone nigga
I wish you well but
Right now I’m just bitter

Why did you come into my life
You didn’t plan to do me right
If you didn’t mean forever more
Why’d you get with me for?
No free nook that’s not yours anymore, no, no

Don’t follow me home nigga
Stop ringing my phone nigga
Just leave me alone nigga
I wish you well but
Right now I’m just bitter

Don’t follow me home nigga
Stop ringing my phone nigga
Just leave me alone nigga
I wish you well but
Right now I’m just bitter

You make me sick nigga
I ain’t your dog nigga
You made me write this song nigga
I wish you well but
I’m gonna find another nigga

*laughs