I don't know why people generalize and say men don't have feelings like women do. I've had more men crying on my shoulder than any female should. Not all of them have come to tears, but some have. I don't think less of them for it, if it's for a good enough reason in my book. I understand pain, I understand suffering as well. What bothers me is when they bitch and complain and whine about how their lives are so bad. How no one understands them. How they wish they could find a good woman.
Here's the answer to that, so listen: Take a step back.
Look at your life from an outsider's point of view. Clarify what it is that you want in this life. Then work toward that goal. Who am I to give advice when I've lost everything I've loved? Why should you listen to someone who has failed time and again?
'Cause I've been there.
I can help you if you are willing to help yourself. Those that are placed in my life are there for a reason. I feel it's either to help you, or to help me, and hopefully, it's to help each other. I don't ask for much, but I will ask for something. Usually it's what you have plenty of, or can get for free. It might be your time. It could be your loyalty. Sometimes, it's sex. I'll admit that. Sure, I like having a man that knows what he's doing between my legs, and I like having one there often. I don't use people, I utilize them.
You may not know what your talents are. You may not have been able to open your mind to what your dream really is. Sometimes people hide this information from themselves. I have the ability to listen to what a person says, whether it's words, body language, or the way their eyes shift when I say something. I enjoy the company of interesting people, and if I can, I help them.
I'm not a rich woman, but I am Blessed. I am not perfect, but I am Gifted. I may not be able to solve all your problems, but I can be there while you work them out for yourself. You may not understand my way of life, or how I think, but I do expect respect at all times.
And... I can hear those people saying now, "How can you want respect when you're clearly nothing more than a whore? An insane bitch, that takes pictures of herself doing unspeakable things?"
And, here is the answer to that: I am real.
I know who I am, and I know what I do. I know how to do it well. There's two things in this world I'm good at, business and sex. I try to put them together as often as possible. It's like chocolate and peanut butter to me. Both are great, together - they're amazing. I make no apologies for being good at what I do. I have no regrets except that I should have done this years before I started. The only thing that held me back was not realizing the power that lay dormant inside me for so long.
So, my dears, my darling ones, listen to me when I say, there are lessons to be learned in this life. Take a minute. Take a year if you have to, but if you are seriously unhappy in your life, there's a reason. Find the reason, and change your reaction to it. Change the outcome. Fate and destiny are strange things, changeable fluid. If you are on the wrong path, sometimes the solution is a major leap to the side, or just a simple shift in balance.
Sometimes it resembles a dance. A shift, a step. Forward and back. Side to side. A movement, sometimes shifting the center of balance outside yourself. Ask any good dancer what I mean and expect a lesson in the dynamics of the art.
The question is, Would you like to dance with me?
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