My name is not Red Bone, bottom line. Just curious why men are so clueless? Correction, I meant to say most men. Don't scream shit to me from across the street and please don't say hi, I say nothing and you proceed to ask me "You don't speak?"
Dear Current Crush a.k.a my future baby daddy,
Do send flowers
Do surprise me with a candle lit dinner (Seafood will get u farther then you think)
Do massage my feet and rub my ass consistently...meaning every night (no slackin)
Do I really need to continue? At the end of the day I feel like any man who reads this will be thinking damn "what about me?" Oh honey, don't you worry...I got you.
Macoroni and Cheese is screaming my name right now so I gotta go.
