Love is for Suckers

(This post is probably going to piss you off if you don't have a Y-chromosome.)

Women are crazy. Ok, that's harsh, let me rephrase... SOME women-- ummmm... yeah, ok... WOMEN ARE CRAZY! Too many times in my life, I've come across some confused woman who either 1) doesn't know what she wants, 2) knows what she wants but is upset that she can't have it, 3) knows what she wants, can have it but doesn't know how to get it, or 4) knows what she wants, can have it, knows how to get it but would rather settle for something she doesn't want...

Craziness...

Love is for Suckers... it's my MySpace name, one of my many mantras for life and a pretty dope shirt design by Akademiks... (I got two in the stash...)

Now, I was gonna save this post for Valentine's Day but seeing as how I won't be near a computer to do that, I decided to do it a little early... before I even delve into this thing too deep, this is not gonna be a relationship-bashing post or anything of that nature... (well maybe a little of that nature) but it's more or less the EFFECTS of relationships...

Now the main reason I think love is for suckers is because, in the grand scheme of relationships, there always seems to be at least one person who is usually doing some shit he or she would prefer not to be doing... for example... I like football, basketball and other sports in general... and every so often, I might want to peruse a game on the talking box (I think they call them televisions nowadays) ...now why is it that throughout the day, she doesn't need to talk to me (and the she is a mythical one, nobody in paricular)... shit, she barely acknowledges my presence unless I'm in her way or she needs me to do something for her, to which I happily oblige, but as soon as I turn to the game,

"baby... we need to talk about our relationship"
which culminates into a 4-hour discussion about how I don't love her enough... now on the flip side, a woman can tell me how she doesn't like sports but will sit there with a damn attitude watching ESPN because that's what I like to do... ok, that's nonsense... why not just go do something you want to do? I understand time has to be spent in relationships for them to work, but ya'll don't have to do every damn thing together... especially if it's something you don't wanna do...

Next, there comes the whole doing things for the "sake of love" and to me, alot of that is bullshit... people make themselves into these huge martyrs of love just to hold it over somebody's head later on... I'm usually a very generous person... I have no problem doing most things that are within my power... so I hate when a person does something for me and then has the nerve to get all upset because you didn't kiss their ass because of the thing they did... ok, I understand you went to McDonalds and got me a burger... I REALLY appreciate that shit... but don't act like you just cut out your fucking kidney and gave it to me with a smile on your face... it's a damn sandwich... if you were doing it out of real love, then you wouldn't even acknowledge it... you would just DO it... it's like when people give money to charity and they hold a press conference... you arrogant fuck... like... why? Just to prove to people how "good" a person you are and how much you "care" about the community... miss me with that shit...

Ok, next is the part that I feel like is going to cause a lot of people to call and curse me out... (I will politely hang up on you if you start in on some nonsense... just leave a comment, that's what it's there for) as my boy Mr. Chi-City would say:

"ummmmmm... yeah, there seems to be some confusion..."

I will never understand why a woman who KNOWS in her heart that a nigga is bad for her and will keep seeing this dude... now, if you do this and you're not complaining about his ass, then this is not about you... you're a G... you're sticking it out and saying fuck what anybody else has to say... I love his no-good ass and we gonna ride out together... you, I have no beef with... but I don't understand how you can be with somebody...
complain about that motherfucker

ALL DAY, EVERYDAY...

but continue to be with this asshole... he stole your car, he spent up all your money, he has no job, he cussed your mama out, shot your 12-year-old brother in the kneecap over a game of Madden, hits you whenever he feels like it, calls you ugly, cheats on you with your friends...

...and YOU'RE STILL WITH THIS NIGGA?!?

It makes ZERO fucking sense. All in the sake of love? Now a guy will do this too, but it's on a much smaller scale... we might complain about how our girl nags us to fucking death... but that gets offset but how good a woman she is... any man would be stupid as hell to leave a good woman because she nags because what woman doesn't nag at least a little bit? But a woman will explicitly know that a nigga is no good and still be with him... why? I need somebody to explain it to me... and I've seen this shit happen from youth on up unto old age, so don't say "oh, it's just stupid young girls who do that" I know some experienced women who do that same shit...

Then there's this whole "if you love me" bullshit... "but babyyyyyyy... if you loved me, you would take Mr. Whiskers to the shop to have his hair trimmed and his nails done!" Do I look like a motherfucking servant to you?

Am I dressed in a black-and grey-tux like Geoffrey just ready to do your bidding? I think not... not to mention, I don't even like your fucking cat... frankly, I think his ass should be in somebody's kennel because
I'm tired of him scratching the fuck out of me

everytime I come over... but I digress from my original point... I got no problem doing things for you because I love you and you're my girl but miss me with this dumb shit... let me pull that shit on you... "well babe, if you loved me, you'd swallow..." or "if you loved me, you'd let me watch porn without hassling me..." (see how quiet the room just got?)

Love is for suckers... and before the nonsense starts ("She out there... you just gotta find her!!") I do want to be in love... it's just that, I need a different type of person and I'm not sure that person is out there... and if they are, chances are they either don't wanna be scooped up (ahem!) or somebody scooped them a long time ago...

So, I stand by my statement and until somebody proves me wrong

LOVE IS FOR SUCKERS!!!