The begining of the bad boyfriends

I got married so I could go to school and boy was that a bad idea. I married a white guy thinking that I would have less trouble with a white guy. Boy was I wrong! He had a huge nose and scruffy blond hair. He dressed like a wigger ( white guy that dresses black ) so I thought he would probably not be racist and in Tennessee everyone is racist. I was wrong again. The first thing his grandpa said to me when I met him was a story about a black guy taking to much time at the bank and he was calling him out of his name. I should have known I was in for some trouble. Once we got married he stopped liking rap and started liking angry white people music. He started making racist comments therefore making me leave him on the side of the road. He worked third shift and would come home hours late claiming he fell asleep in the parking lot. After he went crazy one night and threw our uneaten food out of the car window I questioned him about it and he attacked me. I fought back and booted his racist ass out the car. I had finally had enough once and for all! It was time for me to start dating black guys.

Do I even want a real man?

Have you ever wrote a cute guys name down so you could look him up later on myspace or facebook? Am I the only one that has ever done that? What do I really think will happen from that anyway? Why do I torture myself by chosing the most inapropriate men and passing up the nice guys with good jobs and no kids? Is it self sabotage or just plain stupidity? I have picked men that could not be monogomous if their life depended on it. I am an attractive female who always told herself not to settle now I would settle for the next man with a job. Hell it dosen't even have to be a good one. I already know asking for a man that does not cheat would be like expecting a miracle so right about now I will settle for a guy smart enough to keep it a secret. LOL. Maybe not.

No underwear, Yes penis?

I have the worst luck in life, men, and jobs. I went to a friends house to watch a movie 2012 kinda good but just way to unreal. I fell asleep in my friends bed to wake up to him shoving his penis in my face. He was upset that I was not going to have sex with him and he was saying if I did not want sex then why did I have my underwear off? Wow what a jerk. How did he even know they were off? I was not wearing any to begin with. That is my choice. Every since I could remember my taste in men has been horrible. I use to want to marry Webster or Michael Jackson! Yuck I know. Well as I got older the creeps just got even more creepy. I will learn my lesson or die alone. LOL. One or the other. I am even open for some awesome dating advice or a sexy set up. LOL

It's settled! No more thugs.

If I was not certain before I am now! No more bad boys for me. The other day I was sitting on my couch minding my own business when the Swat busted in my door and hand cuffed me. I had no clue what was going on. All I could think was what stupid loser was I dating that the Swat would actually be interested in? Fuck I wish I knew because I just may have told them. I have made stupid choices my whole life and now I am appraching thirty with no man. Sure I could get a man I could get alot; but they are all crazy, obsessive, lying, cheating, losers! I am pretty sure good men dont even exsist. I cant even tell you how many married men hit on me every day. I have dated guys who have broke into my house and robbed me, I have dated guys who were obsessed with craigslist whores, and yes I have dated dope boys; but no more! No more thugs, no more guys with dreds and gold theeth no matter how sexy they are. Hell maybe even no more guys with big dicks. I have noticed they tend to be players. Shit maybe even no more black guys. They say once you go black you never go back, but what do they know anyway? I never got my door kicked in while I was dating white guys.