I've always been attracted to gorgeous men..Tall, dark and handsome..*drool*..I love eye candy..but dating these men..well..hasn't always turned out so great..so...
I told myself that I was going to begin dating fat, black, greasy, ugly dudes..u know..like "Biggie" 'cause they would surely appreciate a beauty like me, right?
It's Monday morning. I have on four inch heels and the train is crowded as fuck so I'm standing. I have an attitude.
A big fat greasy dude gets on the train. "Biggie". I'm leaning against the door..trying to relieve the pressure on my feet. He stands directly in front of me giving me "the eye" while licking his lips at me..uggghhh! I have on my "Hollywood Mocha" shades (big black shades that cover the majority of my face) but I roll my eyes and give him the "nigga pls/*vomit*" face, and turn my head.
A few minutes pass and I turn back to look at him. He looks a bit sad. Darn, now I feel bad. I'm tempted to give him a little smile or something to brighten his day but he refuses to look my way.
"What goes around comes back around again..Here comes the Puba and u know I won't fake it" plays in my ear. I smile and my head nods.."Biggie" is forgotten as my mind drifts and I nod my head mouthing the words..
*ding dong*
Thank u for riding the MTA
*singing* one morrrrrrrrrrrre chaaaaaaaance...Biggie gimme one more chaaaaaaaance....LOL
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