All These What Nots.........

I am truly thankful that God has blessed me with a perservering spirit, otherwise I might have ended it all by jumping off the highest curb in Downtown Atlanta. I'm feeling better this week about the demise of a relationship that shouldn't have revived in the first place. I guess it's one of those things where you really can't be upset about something that in your heart you had a few doubts about, but you had the love song turned up on the last notch, so you couldn't hear shit. If nothing else, this whole experience has really made me realize how far fetched the notion of marriage is to me. For some strange reason I keep thinking that I'm just totally un-marryable (I know it ain't a word, but just roll with it). I see my friends who are either engaged or married and wonder "What the hell, did they do to get classified as wifey material?" Shit, I just don't know. Maybe it's because I cuss too much. Maybe it's because I have a few sprigs of facial hair or my booty isn't big enough. I don't know, y'all help me out. Something makes niggas believe that they can treat the Diva like crap. Maybe it's my aura. I might need to buy another one of them. I think that's it, I need a new aura, my old one has faded and looks a little worn around the edges.

Why did he do this again? I hate him...........