Hold up..this isn't about the crazy overrated fairytales of perfectly manicured princesses and proper gentlemen. No, this isn't about chocolate and flowers or of girls who can cook, clean and still do you good. Nop this is about love.
For months I wore make up and paid extra attention to how I walk and dress with hope that Mr. Right would bump into me. Obviously I didn't want to ruin the first expression moment. Well, as life turns out to be awfully unfair I met him all rained on, shivering like a lost duckling, sticky clothes and miserable ( it was totally awful) hair. Trust me it didn't end there.
Anyways just what is perfect love? Love without flaws without blemish. You know the kind of Boris and Nicole kinda couple. Ladies, snap out of this! For goodness sake those Mexican soap operas are just hopeless plots! Trust me if you're waiting on your poor man to buy you flowers, serenade you every five minutes, remember just how you like your coffee blah blah blah sister Jesus is coming soon, He's the man for you!
Okay, I'm not saying that you should accept a sissy as a man. No. Just let your man be a man. Honey, there's no perfect love. Love is the perfect weaving of two imperfect people who perfectly know each other's flawlessness and still see them as perfectly beautiful 😊 You can read that again ma'am.
You see, at the start of many relationships we tend to be blinded by so many things that we actually assume our partner's shortcomings. As the relationship grows deeper the flaws becomes all over sudden magnified. Like thoroughly zoomed out. Now here's where the real test of love sets in. Sweetie he was all funny and cute till you realise he actually has smelly feet you can't just assume anymore. Or hey she was this sex goddess and now she can't even wash her own face.
Then it reaches a point where you get to realise whether you were in love, obsessed, infatuated or plainly lustful. They all kinda wear off. And when you truly love someone you just don't dash out the door because suddenly you realised they ain't as good as you thought they were. You embrace them..darling I'm not saying you go suck those smelly toes..ahah I'd rather die😉 what I mean is you help that person get over it. Like hey hun why not get home remedies for smelly feet. Change your sock brand. Something like that.
I'd like to sugar coat this but perfect love does NOT exist. Oh please we all know unless he's in diapers; you can't change a man. But who wants a change man when we can just create a better version of him??? So dear sisters quit looking for the perfect guy! ( Unless it's the movie of course!) Before you let anyone love you, love yourself. Only then will you realise how much of a kinky bi*** you are to handle. It's 10 times worse for your man.
Don't forget, love is imperfect, full of flaws. We all know a happy woman is either bisexual or cheating. We'll whine and do all that because we love you! Look into your partner's eyes and forget the damn smelly feet for Christ's sake! It's your life..your relationship..your man. Make him YOURS!
As my nigga John legend sung ' love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections '
So sweethearts just as he ain't perfect, you ain't too. Sit down and love that gracious mess that's your man. It's worth every bit.😊
For months I wore make up and paid extra attention to how I walk and dress with hope that Mr. Right would bump into me. Obviously I didn't want to ruin the first expression moment. Well, as life turns out to be awfully unfair I met him all rained on, shivering like a lost duckling, sticky clothes and miserable ( it was totally awful) hair. Trust me it didn't end there.
Anyways just what is perfect love? Love without flaws without blemish. You know the kind of Boris and Nicole kinda couple. Ladies, snap out of this! For goodness sake those Mexican soap operas are just hopeless plots! Trust me if you're waiting on your poor man to buy you flowers, serenade you every five minutes, remember just how you like your coffee blah blah blah sister Jesus is coming soon, He's the man for you!
Okay, I'm not saying that you should accept a sissy as a man. No. Just let your man be a man. Honey, there's no perfect love. Love is the perfect weaving of two imperfect people who perfectly know each other's flawlessness and still see them as perfectly beautiful 😊 You can read that again ma'am.
You see, at the start of many relationships we tend to be blinded by so many things that we actually assume our partner's shortcomings. As the relationship grows deeper the flaws becomes all over sudden magnified. Like thoroughly zoomed out. Now here's where the real test of love sets in. Sweetie he was all funny and cute till you realise he actually has smelly feet you can't just assume anymore. Or hey she was this sex goddess and now she can't even wash her own face.
Then it reaches a point where you get to realise whether you were in love, obsessed, infatuated or plainly lustful. They all kinda wear off. And when you truly love someone you just don't dash out the door because suddenly you realised they ain't as good as you thought they were. You embrace them..darling I'm not saying you go suck those smelly toes..ahah I'd rather die😉 what I mean is you help that person get over it. Like hey hun why not get home remedies for smelly feet. Change your sock brand. Something like that.
I'd like to sugar coat this but perfect love does NOT exist. Oh please we all know unless he's in diapers; you can't change a man. But who wants a change man when we can just create a better version of him??? So dear sisters quit looking for the perfect guy! ( Unless it's the movie of course!) Before you let anyone love you, love yourself. Only then will you realise how much of a kinky bi*** you are to handle. It's 10 times worse for your man.
Don't forget, love is imperfect, full of flaws. We all know a happy woman is either bisexual or cheating. We'll whine and do all that because we love you! Look into your partner's eyes and forget the damn smelly feet for Christ's sake! It's your life..your relationship..your man. Make him YOURS!
As my nigga John legend sung ' love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections '
So sweethearts just as he ain't perfect, you ain't too. Sit down and love that gracious mess that's your man. It's worth every bit.😊
