Do you date who you’re attracted to physically and emotionally? or Do you date who people who pursue you? How has that worked out for you? Let’s weigh the pros and cons of these types of situations. This should make for a great conversation, so join us by calling in (657) 383-1155, phone lines open up at 10:15pm. You can also tweet us during the show @gft_radio using the hashtag #GFTRadio
“I went on a date once, we walked thru the park and talked. It was a nice date. I don’t go on dates and have a man break his pockets to prove something to me. There are men that do that too impress and I’m not here for that. Impress me with your time, consistency, respect and loyalty.”
Here is my question: Does the amount of money someone spends on you during a date, make or break the date?
Why does the amount of money even matter? Shouldn’t the thought and intent matter more? Why do people get so hung up on this? If the guy or gal trying to impress someone with money than that gives you a sense of what kind of person you are dealing with. Now if your a golddigger this may seem appealing to you.
Drop some comments, I wanna here your thoughts on this.
Did think I’d miss him this much… 6 more weeks (army training) and which so much going on with my family. I really could use the break from it all and get lost in his smile. 🙂
This weekend, I sat down and had dinner and drinks with my bestie boo. We talked about our current love interest and other things.
Our conversation started off talking about things that happened in our past, I shared with her what happened the night I lost my virginity by being raped and how my behavior was shortly after. How we got there was because we discuss an incident that happened between my former bestie and myself. How we lead up to no longer being friends. Her thoughts about me and all that. It took a while for me to be upfront with the fact of her opinion of me. In her eyes I was a huge slut which wasn’t true. She assumed I fucked every guy I said I was “talking to”. Yes, in her mind “talking to” meant fucking. All the while she went around stating she slept with a handful of people. I almost coughed on my sweet tea typing that but hey?
Also, she thinks I slept with this guy or tried to sleep with this guy she was interested in. But let me clue you guys in on this. Most people know I’m bisexual, so with that being said only a few people knew this at this particular time. When we used to go clubbing hopping, she would tell potentials that her and her bestie (me) would tag team off the ropes (yes as I wrote that I sung it). I honestly, don’t know why she would state that knowing she wasn’t about that life. One night, she was on 10 with that shit, so I figured let’s see how far she would be willing to go with this. So, after shouting her selling point to this one guy all night we ended at his spot. Drinks and laughter was popping, I made her think I was drunk but I was alert and simply tipsy. She still was promoting the tag team, so I went over to the bed they were sitting on and made my way to his lap. Let him feel me up and all that, and watched her reaction. She promptly made up a story about going to the bathroom and they both left the room. 20 minutes passed and they came back, I knew what went down and was cool. I hope she understood that she wasn’t ready for that, and would stop selling tickets to a show she wasn’t gonna perform in. It probably rubbed her the wrong way but I had to prove a point.
Anyways, there are many stories on why we aren’t friends today. I held on to this “friendship” for a while. I invested a great deal of time, emotions and all that into it, it sucks that it ended, I still love her and wish the best… but join me as I reflect on why this friendship didn’t work… until the next time…