Step Off

I'm not Barbie, I'm not a model, I'm not the best thing since sliced bread, blah blah f'ing blah.
I put my trust in people and get slapped in the face for it. That's my bad for trusting you, got it, it won't happen again. I refuse to compete with anyone. I don't give a damn if it's a girl back home, if it's your almost-ex-wife, if it's your ex-girlfriend that you still talking to n lyin tellin me you not, if it's my home girl, I don't care if it's Halle f'ing Berry. I will not compete with another woman. WILL NOT.
Maybe it's dangerous that I've found a way to be more honest with myself about my emotions. Maybe it's a bad idea for me to be honest with other people about these same emotions.
Fact of the matter is, I really don't care what's a good idea and what's not because, guess what, asshole, this is me. I'm tired of people who don't know how to handle someone who doesn't drink or people who don't want to deal with me because I won't sleep with them. Ya'll aint getting the picture: If you can't or won't handle me, step off and stop wasting my time because I have better things to be doing than patching up your poor, bruised egos. I don't have time for boys, I don't have time for a man that can't even imagine being in a relationship for a f'ing month without sex, nevermind the thought of doing the right thing and waiting til marriage. Sorry, brother, if you can't keep it in your pants, I'm clearly not that important to you, so go find you some ass elsewhere. I'm all set taking care of me.
I'm angry. I'm hurt. The hurt from last night has spilled over to today, and I realize that it's not just something to blow off. I've been blowing off and holding back emotions too long. Guys say I'd be easy to date because maybe they really aren't seeing me for me. I don't care if I'm difficult to handle, let me be difficult if that means that the people who are in my life are really in it for the long haul and not just some asshole trying to screw me over or play the game. Ya'll are about to know what I'm about in a way you've never seen before, because I'm tired of being the nice girl. I see the fake ass women and the honest-but-angry chicks getting the play, so you know what? I'll tell it like it is. Cuz the chick who says she doesn't like men, guess what, doesn't like men, but she sure as hell likes the attention. If that's who you wana wrap your time up in, be my guest, because I have better things to do than waste my time on someone who isn't ready to see the dawn for the light. I'm glad now that I haven't gotten wrapped up in anyone since my relationship ended, because I'm not ready to trust these boys we got runnin' round here, and there's no use in getting myself hurt again.
This ain't to a single individual, so don't get cocky and think you're worth that much (some of you will anyway). I'm tired of being lied to (you know who you are- and there's more than one on that list, too) and I'm sure as hell not going to play second G-D fiddle to one of my sisters.
Step Off.