Cuffing season always brings me the best stories. The seasons change and people go from summer freedom to fall frustration, and all eyes are on trying to lock someone down for those winter holiday months. One of the little homies DM’d me asking about this girl we both follow on twitter, singing her praises and asking me to put in a good word for him. How would it make a grown ass woman feel for another man to go to her on a fucking app like, “hey, he likes you,” is what I got across to him. I gave him a few pointers, and told him to be a man about his, and that the worst thing she could say is “no”. He goes shoots his shot, gets her number, and comes back to me with his head held high. Jump ahead nearly two months and he DMs me again about how she stood him up after he took the Amtrak to see her, ignored him for a week after, then finally texted him, “you’re cool, but it’s not going to work.” You win some you lose some. But I was curious about how come he didn’t see that she didn’t really fuck with him months earlier. I asked a lot of questions about what they talked about on the phone. They never talked on the phone, they just texted for damn near two months. Red fucking Flag. Plot Twist, I actually know this girl deeper than being friends on an app, so I texted shorty for the inside scoop. Her exact words were, “NC, I just have text niggas that keep me company when I’m bored, it wasn’t that serious.” I then asked what would have/ could have made him graduate to being more than one of these “text niggas”. She didn’t know... Her stance was that she was looking for someone to stand out and while she’s gone on dates, even had sex in the past several months, no man has stood out, so she cuts them off and keeps adding new “text niggas”. Think about that for a moment.
People will only waste your time if you let them. The problem is no matter if you’re a man or a woman, if they come wrapped in the right shell—you let them. It could be a 6”5 Adonis dude that has you out...
