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I'm Just Too Old... try to impress a dude w/ the sexy lingerie at the front door. If I answer in sweats and a happy that the tee is clean. care what you think about my hair..or my complexion.... not give head. If you are past the ages of need to learn how. not know how to cook. Microwave chicks rarely ever get wifed. be w/a dude who doesnt know how to eat the "love snack". Cmon son!! *throws up the sign* stroke your ego. Just not gonna do it. change myself. I define myself..for myself. YOU dont. not live life to the fullest. So much to little time not floss as often as I should. *smh*. I wanna keep my teeth get excited over celeb gossip. I just cant follow most of it anymore have an Ipod full of rap music. Just not my thing. Give me some neo-soul any day of the week. not be well-traveled. Gotta get out of the US especially more deal with thugs. I need a man with a 401K and a dental plan get with some of these fashion styles. stay up past 10 pm on a week night. I need my sleep. When you get older..sleep is important worry about the pooch in my belly or my boobs sagging. It's gonna happen (but these crows feet...not cool! *smh*) care about being "well-liked". I'm too damn old to try and please people. watch a LOT of reality tv.

...AND attractive to be single (LMAO...well I am!) spend all day on social networking sites. I dont do that. care about weddings and all the CRAP that goes into. Not going to care next time around...

..not to explore "all options" in dating: races, creeds, colors.....let the games begin! have this crush that I have. *sigh*'s manifested itself in ways that I couldnt imagine. I've never wanted someone so badly..only to have them NOT want me back (at least I dont THINK they do). NOT have a side hustle. In this economy..I REALLY need one. take myself seriously.

..and neither should you :)


  1. Love the list.

    401k and dental plan.
    not trying to please people (impossible anyway)
    side hustle
    all day social networking
    receiving head
    living life to the fullest and travel abroad

    Man. I wish I could fall and stay asleep @ 10PM

  2. Thanks. I figured you'd like all the parts about "head" LMAO!

  3. Ha! Funny MochaPeach, real funny.


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