A Four Page Letter

Okay, of course I'm not writing a four page letter, but hell it sounded good as a title. I am writing a letter to all of the negros that I let into my life. I felt that I needed to do this as I prepare to embark on a new journey in my life. Umm, I'm not quite sure what this journey is, but I know that it's going to be a definite shift from the current state.....

Dear Miscellaneous Negro,

You have left me holding the bag for the last time. I will no longer accept anything less than what I am willing to stand. For so long I allowed you to walk in and out of my life at your leisure, but no more. I deserve more than what you could possibly ever give. No longer will I be satisfied with just "being" with you. Nigga, you work, you better take me somewhere. I'm not saying it's all on you, I'll do my part as well only if you do yours. I am not some broad that is easily entertained, WORK damn't! I don't want Blockbuster nights every damn night, take me to the movies or to a lounge, something, anything! Buy me a hot wing from a hot wing stand and bring it home to me. Get to know the sound of my voice and stop guessing who the f@#$ it is when I call. Also, occasionally pick up the phone just to hear me breathe, damn!

I am so tired of your excuses, your lack of committment, you lack of judgement. God please send me a good man when you deem it necessary. For right now, I'm content with being single, not alone, but single. As for the asswipes that have come into my life, I thank you for doing so, because now you have given me an idea of the man that I want to be with and I'll be more than prepared to welcome him into my life with no reservations or past hurts from dealing with you assholes.

Sincerely,

A Changed Diva