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Showing posts with label bad girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad girls. Show all posts

10/30/09

What is a Bad Girl?

One of the hot chicks (members of the bad girls) asked me why she was a bad girl. The bad girls aren't primary meaning we're all diff races & all have different social groups that would die if they saw what we do together. We don't use drugs, have wild orgies or do anything illegal.

Simple..
  • We talk about dick with no shame.. That's not what good girls do.
  • We force men to kiss each other in public places.
  • We really hate wearing clothes.
  • We made that weird chick cry or maybe that was just me!
  • We've forced guys to do anything we told them to & they got nothing in return for it. (How many times have you seen a dick without flashing the guy back?)
  • We force each other to grab asses & get numbers just because.
  • When we're together life is truth or dare.
  • We are living breathing mean girls, matter of fact that movie was PG we are so rated R.
  • We make up the rules as we go.
  • & we love without judgement (good girls judge people)

10/29/09

The Slut Rules

*I don't lie about who I am or should I say was.. I'm pretty dull these days.. I'm done explaining myself to you*


The Bad Girls self included have these rules.. No one ever wrote them down. No one really follows them (all the time). They include but are not limited to:
  • Always look gorgeous
  • Always tell one person where you're going or whose coming over
  • Never name the puppy (nicknames are good)
  • Don't ask questions don't get personal
  • Get in, get out, get on with your life
  • Don't kiss it's fucking disgusting
  • If he tries to make the situation seem like more than it is cut him off or run
  • Never give yourself a reason to like him
  • Do NOT become his facebook friend
  • If you ever see him in public again act like he doesn't exist
  • Call him only when there's a real need (for dick)
  • Don't tell him anything about you
  • Don't cuddle
  • When you finish put your clothes on and go or kick him out
  • If he's nervous take off something else
  • If he's good forward your friends his dick pix
  • Never get caught
  • Don't talk about anything with anyone outside the circle ever
I'm old now. I can't really follow these rules. I think some of the Bad Girls do... These rules were the basis of my relationships with O.J. & Hov. Hov is just so fucking nice. He wanted me to like him. He couldn't handle having a fuck buddy... bitch...
The honest reason for the slut rules was simple. Carrie on Sex & the City in the first episode decides to f-ck like a man, to truly have sex with no emotion. A term I later coined as "bitch fucking" (recieving oral without returning the favor & leaving right after because of an emergency) We'd all been hurt in high school. In college we decided not to take men seriously. To have fun & treat our girls as our world. We all hoped that by developing this crazy system of using guys that some how we could be like Samantha Jones... but she fell for Smith Jared.
It didn't work. We all fell for someone. We all cried to each other about someone we loved. We all went months without getting laid.. just because we follow slut rules.. does NOT mean we slut with everybody. That's what hoes do! Women choose the men they sleep with hoes fuck everybody.. see where I'm going.. gooood.

10/27/09

Addictions


I smoke.. Save me the fucking lecture. Matter of fact, I've heard everything I need to hear and I honestly won't listen to you. And for all those people who say "Black girls shouldn't smoke", WE DO EVERYTHING ELSE! So why the fuck not! My vice isn't having babies or clubbing every night. Its a lil healthier LMAO!
*rant over*
My addictions talk to me. Somewhere in my mind, my addictions tell me that I can't leave them. I need to be addicted to something. I love having a vice. I don't know how to stop something without starting something else.
Money, sex, food, wearing clothes [i hate clothes] & these damn cigarettes.  I've been smoking on and off since I was 13. I've been a bad girl all my life. It's all I've ever known.
I can't be a "good girl". Honestly I've never tried to deny the real me. I don't have the desire to turn into someone I'm not. While I've eliminated several vices over the years... My mind still thinks like a bad girl.


Is it possible that God made me to be the stereotypical bad girl?

9/13/09

The Bad Girls

I have a set of friends I call the bad girls. This includes but is not limited to Gretchen, Kimber, the 2 hot chicks & Kendra. The bad girls are the most fun people you'll ever meet. If it's just me & 1 bad girl were good we bake cookies, tell stories, drink a little, nothing strange. But when me, bad girls & men mix it's horrific.

Sidebar: We never get laid... not when we do bad stuff at least... we grab asses tell guys really dirty things we probably shouldn't say... but we never take them home... Gretchen always has dick on call but she's Gretch so DUH!

Tailgating this weekend par example... they got numbers from grandpaw men..D.I.L.F's; they asked men to strip for no apparent reason & they walked up to some guy and told him he looked like a good fuck. [I didn't do or say anything bad because I felt ugly]

The bad girls bring out the worst in me & I bring out the worst in them. I wonder if everyone has friends who bring the bad out? I love the bad girls but I'm really not sure if I can do this every weekend.