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Seeing as today is Fat Tuesday and tomorrow marks the First day of Lent. I thought you would like to know I am giving up men who think MBJ and Russell Wilson are simps for loving their women. 

So Lori Harvey, model and socialite is now dating the actor Michael B Jordan. I have to admit they are adorable. He went all out for Valentine's Day and rented out an aquarium just so they could look at the turtles (he calls her turtle) while they dined on Nobu.

Men are up in arms over Lori Harvey being happy with Michael B Jordan. They deem her less worthy because she has dated quite a few well named individuals. (see: Trey Songz, Louis Hamilton, Future, Diddy, and Justin Combs)

So Ciara, my Goodies singer, is married to Russell Wilson. The All American, God-fearing, loving football quarterback. Before she was attached to the football star with whom she shares 2 biological children and one child from a previous relationship, she was linked to some industry men (see: future, bow wow and Amare Stoudamire and 50cent)

In a GQ interview over the weekend,  Ciara's husband said his worst fear was losing her. 

Men have lost it over these two women finding their happy, and the men they are with actually loving them. They have called these men simps.

Just today, Boosie Badazz (see: pedophile) said no man would marry Lori Harvey because of her body count. He goes on record to say "I think we need to stop giving the woman the power with situations like this. Girls keep saying its 'goals'. We gotta start giving the bachelors, the men, who running through women like this, the credit." Because she is deemed bad and at the top of the list and is wanted by most industry men, she has all the power, but the power should be with the men who bed her and "once she has been ran through like that, you only gonna catch a simp. You ain't gonna catch no street nigga" He alluded to the fact the MBJ was a simp. When asked if he would sleep with Lori, he of course he said he would but he draws the line at marriage because any interaction with her would just be for the fame Men just want a good girl, and because of who she has dated she isn't.

I'm sick of this shit. SICK of these stupid fuck boys. 

This reminds me of a TV show. 

Did any of you watch the show The Game? Med School aka Melanie, after breaking up with Derwin Ding-Dong Davis is out on a date with Chad Ochocinco. He mentions she was pre-approved for the date because she was on the Good Girl List. In other words, she hadn't dated or been tied too many athletes, so she was deemed dateable. 

I just have some questions. 

If straight cis men are supposed to "ho" and sleep around before they get married, just who are they supposed to sleep with? 

If straight cis women should be good girls and keep their dating and fucking count low, should they not date since straight men only want sex? 

If men won't marry a woman without trying it out first, but women are supposed to be chaste until marriage, who are they going to date? 

Are men not supposed to love the women they are with? Are they not supposed to like them? Just sleep with them?

Chance the rapper is selling I love my wife t-shirts and men are calling him corny. Because loving your wife out loud is corny? Wanting to celebrate loving your wife is simp behavior?

Is it simp to show affection for the person they choose to be with? They chose these women, and yes they could date anyone and if these men don't have an issue with their body count, why do these simple minded men?

These men don't like women who don't know how to have good sex, don't know how to pleasure a man, they don't like women they have to teach, so how exactly are the women supposed to get experience if they can't date or have multiple sex partners?

Is it that these women are out of your league and would never date you? And because they have slept with what you deem a long list of men and none of them are you, so she is "for the streets?" Is it because these men now have something that you can't even fathom, love, happiness, women who are equally yoked that it is then "simp behavior."

Reflection

This reminds me of a first date I had where the man told me all his issues within 5 minutes of meeting (He was unemployed, staying with his sister and her baby daddy, car broke down, no money, and had to borrow clothes for the date). I was done, I have my own issues and I am not saving him from his. He then said see this is why you will always be alone because I'm a good man but I just need a good woman to support through all of my issues. 

There is this long standing belief that women should be on a pedestal. We should be chaste, perky, perfect, and supportive without fault or fail and that just isn't the case. How often did our grandmothers call girls who liked boys too soon fast. Hell, the young teenage girls who liked R. Kelly, the scrutiny fell on the girls and not that grown pedophile. 

Women are complex. Women can be girly and sweet and we can also like sex. Women can be sexual beings and date good men and bad boys. These thoughts are not mutually exclusive and that doesn't make us any less marriage material. What makes a woman marriage material is finding someone who wants to marry them, nothing more or less. When we love ourselves and when a man chooses to love us, love all of us, that should be celebrated and not deemed a fault within those men for seeing our best. 

At the end of the day, don't we all want someone who sees us for our best and not our worst so why are Lori and Ciara deemed "for the streets" for achieving what we all want.

Women should not be held under a microscope for our body counts or all the mistakes we made and if men love us inspite of our flaws that's amazing and far from "simp" behavior. 

A lot of these men who side with Future or Boosie need a therapist, a spiritual advisor, a hug from their moms, and to be left alone... at least until they can see a person for the good in them not for what happened in their past. 

So, in conclusion I'm giving up fuck boys for Lent and probably for the future. I'm tired... 


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