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The Hook-Up



Hook-Ups are ok...


...just as long as you follow the 6 S's.
Sexy,
Smart,
Saved,
Single,
Straight,
and most of all... Salaried (lol)


These days, everyone wants to try and hook me up. And let it be known...I am OPEN to hook-ups. But...people tend to forget about the 6 S's...... (particularly relatives and mothers...LOL). So I have to stress that to people.


I want Hill Harper/Common/Boris...with a dash of Dhani Jones and G. Garvin...with some Barack Obama swagger and Cornel West-smarts.......rolled into one man! Now...if I can find a man that damn cool..........I've hit the jackpot! (And don’t let him have an Idris Elba type accent...it’s OVAH, honey!)


Perhaps, I am too picky...but I mean really...I know I can't find that EXACT dude...but I can get a "replica". Like a great replica Louis Vuitton...lmao! But...in ATL...I dont expect to find the real thing...or the replica. Even my eye doctor wants to hook me up...and I am so skeptical cause he is sort of like my uncle...but...as I said before...I'm open.



Ultimately...the man who comes along should who happens to steal my heart........should be able to enhance my life, not added layers upon layers of drama into it. I don't want baby mama issues. I don’t want silly ex wife issues. I don’t want bad ass kids (or kids that I just adore and get WAY too attached to....and it ends). I don’t want crazy ex's coming out the woodworks. I don’t want a lazy man. I don’t want a man with no real goals. I don’t want a man who is still hung up on his ex...I don’t want a man with sexual perversions or unrealistic expectations. I don’t want a man with no Godly order to his life. I don’t want a man who is a liar, cheater...and half-a man (i.e. sharing him with someone else..........). I want someone who cherishes me. and does the little things. I want someone who wants some of the same things I do.....I want someone who doesn’t complete me. I'm a whole person....I don't need to be in a relationship to be happy...but...part of the goals in my life also include another person...which is a strange dichotomy to be in......

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  1. I have mixed feelings about hook-ups. I wouldnt rule it out, because you never know.... that man who is the son of your dentist's next door neighbor's brother-in-law COULD just very well be "the one." BUT at worst, it can be awkward and weird for everyone involved if the situation doesnt work out. *sigh* A catch 22, i guess. But, again, i would never rule one out, esp. if the guy seems nice (and has the other 6 S's, lol)

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