At First: Undivided attention. Dates. Small Gifts. Flowers. Constant communication.

Then: You’re an afterthought. No more going out, just house dates. No gifts. No flowers. Inconsistent communication. …then it’s over. He’s done with you with no real reason.

This year, I’ve heard way too many stories that started with princess treatment… then ended up with the woman chasing after a man. You went from getting roses and lunch money to creating fake pages to stalk a man who won’t even give you a title?

You Basicas are really acting crazy over a “friend”, not a husband, not a fiancée, and not an official boyfriend… A “friend”? Bitch, what part of the spectrum are you on?

Why are you running over a man’s house for an after-work house date where he gives you lazy dick and then falls asleep? Why are you letting him swing by your place for a lazy booty call where he fucks, towels off, and then leaves an hour later like you’re a prostitute?

You talk big online, but settle in secret. You don't want a "provider," sis. You want to take care of a man, baby him, spoil him, so he sees you as worthy of his love and loyalty.

You hold down men, and in return, those men gain the confidence to go chase after other women who don't do half of what you do. You're a sugar mama, an easy fuck, and a doormat all rolled into one. Beloved, you don't know how to show your value without giving up pussy or going into your purse. You're a magnet for predatory males because the way you think and treat these guys is ass-backwards!

Men don't want "good women"; they want strong women worthy of respect. You're nice, you're selfless, and you don't ask questions. That's what makes you a perfect Placeholder. Fuck him, feed him, tell everyone you found your husband... and then crumble when he pops up with an unemployed baddie on IG.