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Men............................

I don't even know what to call this post I’m just going to rant. Men like to take the piss like oh my God. So I've been talking to this guy, I know i'm  not meant to, but there is intentions for anything. He is Irish and creepy must I say the guy uses every opportunity to ask for a picture and relate it back to sex; he is so sneaky he does it in such a nice way you won’t realize he is doing it.
You can’t be telling me I look sexy every minute, that is why I have mirrors He is also in a relationship for over a year, yet he makes sexually advances towards me, like who does that.
 Me been me I would just laugh at everything then ignore you afterwards. He went asking me to coffee to inviting me over to his so I can model I quote “my sexy African body" I watch too much criminal minds and Dexter to follow for guy to his house abeg. Next thing I know I’m buried in some bush, or cut up in a freezer somewhere. No thanks I’m my mother’s first born and i'l  like to stay that way for a very long time.
I just don’t get why men are not satisfied, if u want to mess around stay single and no one will question you. Don’t be getting some poor girls hopes up, and be telling another girl you like big butts and thighs. So effing disrespectful. 
OK I’m done.
Hope you are all having a good week so far? It Tuesday, it gets better. 


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