Tales Of Miss Scarlett

Fresh Start and Assurances

but then he said

Yes! I have a past. I’ve been in love, I’ve had fuck buddies, girlfriends and “I probably shouldn’t have done that” moments. I come with baggage. There is nothing I can do to change that. In fact, I’d be lying if I told you I regret it. But I can tell you this; I’m in love with you. I want you.  And even though I have history with these females, I’m committed to building a future with you. Let’s move forward together.

….and it made it all better.

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Warning: I sleep with all my friends

He was tall, well built and handsome. 

He once lived in London and with that in common we shared a nice conversation that lasted about 10 minutes.

I was warm, full of smiles, extremely friendly.

No I did not flirt with him. That is a fact I am certain of. Because just a few minutes before, when he unexpectedly knocked on the front door, he interrupted my make out session with the owner of the apartment we were in: his friend.

Both men walked me to my car. I was embarrassed at the idea of this stranger knowing what I was up to and the conversation the two might have in my absence. But I was also a little disappointed that my make out session had ended abruptly. Still I smiled and waved politely as I drove off.

A few days later I got a call from an unknown number. It was the tall, well built and handsome guy from the night before. He got my number from ‘our’ friend because it was obvious to him that I liked him. He then continued with the weirdest conversation I have perhaps ever had with someone. He insisted that we should be friends and that I verbally accept his friend request. It was strange but I didn’t want to be too impolite so I responded with

“Friendships are something that develop over time but you seem like a nice guy so we will see…”

I guess it was enough for him because he continued that if we were to be friends, I would have to promise never to call him after 10pm.

His reason?

He is in fact a married man and his wife gets very jealous of his female friends and

always checks his phone when he is home.

At this point, it became obvious that something was wrong with this guy. But before I could get off the phone…

he got even weirder.

He wanted to give me fair warning that he “always sleeps with his female friends”

As you can imagine, I was pretty taken back. In hindsight I should have just hung up the phone but instead I tried to make it clear to him that I had no intentions of sleeping with him. He chuckled because he heard what I was saying but still wanted to let me know what ‘tends’ to happen.

The audacity!

But also, I couldn’t help but me astonished. I mean I have heard of ‘game’ and thought I had seen every play in the book  but THIS one, I didn’t even see coming.

Needless to say, I hung up the phone.

But my question is, do women actually fall for that?

I can only assume it would not be in his playbook if it had not garnered him some level of success…

The Scarlett Sensation

Fingers are my weakness.

They have a direct path to an elusive spot

and when you mix that with tongue….

….moisture flows.

Mountains; Kilimanjaro in resemblance

But you don’t stomp up these mountains

you gotta float up

with warm breath and a tongue that caresses

and soon….

…peaks appear.

Tease me

Tempt me

Bite me

Screw me.

Knees hit sheets as he plows and he grinds

Innately

Naturally

Instinctively

Biologically.

I succumb.

Reasons I Should Have Not Given Him My Number

  1. He described me as Hot. Not beautiful
  2. He stunk of cigarettes. Not the ‘i’ve smoked a few smell, but the ‘my clothes haven’t been washed in weeks so the stench is now drenched in the fabric’ smell
  3. His first question to me was “You ain’t married right?” Now if I can overlook the grammar, I shouldn’t have overlooked the possible projection
  4. He was wearing a long gold chain. In the grocery store. On a Sunday afternoon.
  5. His first text to me was “WYD” He couldn’t even type a proper sentence. He couldn’t even have included the question mark.

Sitting in a thunderstorm….. waiting for a rainbow

I’ve been meaning to do a post on my unemployed status BUT this blog did it so perfectly…I figured I would just go ahead and reblog. Enjoy!

ramblings to a soulmate

“It’ll get better”

“just be strong”

“have you looked online?”

“have you actually been looking for a job”

So begins my list of shit people say to the unemployed.

In just six weeks, it’ll be a year since I became a graduate.

A year since I walked past the graduation stage at University of West Georgia and entered what I thought was a world of opportunity just waiting for me to show it my awesomeness. A year since I realized its actually a world that’s downright determined to kick my ass.

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Speaking the Bantu,Ranga and tonga

Epiphany
Watching,
Watching as he took the holder off his shoulder
Fire in his eyes,hands getting bolder
Quiet,quiet
Growing excited
Dug him for his bank account,but really for
his private
Damn about a mindset
Really wasn’t into that
Needed me some pleasing,jon looking real fat
Laidback was his foreplay
All that was needed,needed was some of that
Started simple
Massaging on my temple
Pinching on my mountain peaks
That a sisters into
I responded,’Mmmmm.’
You like the sound,I like makin’it more
I fell for the rock and shore
Enough,he brought it close so I could really see
Up close he slid between my breast
Sweaty with lust and sweat

Rode Mt.Saint Scott ’til ooooo
Creamy lava landed on my skin and neck
Blended with my all day Chanel scent
This freaking was incredulent,decadent
Flip side,stomach meets sheets
He plows inside as if he’s making beats
As if this year’s harvest depended on it
Bendin’on it
Back on my back old fashioned is renewed
Red toenail polish on whitewalls
Documenting this freaking,ahhhhh
I must’
Remember’
To thank him’
Later.
No,no,no,
No,no,no
I take charge of ship
Moving with my back and my hips
Like my ancestors did
Speaking the Bantu,Ranga and tonga
But I’ve gotta stop all that to make it longer,
But it’s too late
I put him to sleep
Curled all up,spasm all in his feet
Feeling all proud like I did something deep
Ain’t really nothin’it’s the way that it be
North Philly sister repin’hard like me
But why do I feel so empty?

 Written by Jill H. Scott

The Unbalanced Epilogue

“NO!”

“Don’t come any closer. Please!”

“It took me forever to get OK and just seeing you now…

if you give me one of your hugs, i’ll never get over it so SERIOUSLY!

Don’t come any closer.”

“Stop!”

“What are you looking at?”

“You’ve already seen everything.

You don’t seem to get that I already showed you the best of me.

I was the best version of my self with you.

I was funnier, I was smarter,I swear I was even more beautiful with you,

shiiit! I was even better at sex with you.

I was more vulnerable. 

And still my best was not enough for you to love so…”

“What are you looking at.”

“What do I want?”

“Atlanta is a small city so lets do each other a favor.

If you ever see me, just look, nod and maybe smile at me from your life. And i’ll do the same from mine

But please….”

“Don’t come any closer. Please?”

“It took me forever to get OK and just seeing you…”

Always remember….you’re Liebster!

liebsterblog

This is more than an award….

it is one of those hugs you get from your favorite aunt,

where she squeezes you really tight and rubs your back,

as she pats you on the shoulder.

It is a hug that causes the feeling of love to pulsate through your body

with a tangibility that shatters any doubt you had allowed to creep in.

And with that, I would like to thank Arundhati Ail over at http://aruail.wordpress.com/  for the nomination.

So, what’s this award all about? You can call it Favorite Blog Award, as “Liebster” is a German word for beloved, or dearest. However, there is neither competition nor a jury. It is like a chain letter, or in this case, a “chain tag”, meant to help new, but talented bloggers with less than 200 followers to be discovered by the rest of the world.

To accept this award, all you have to do is:

1.  Link back and recognize the blogger who nominated you (this would be me :))
2.  Answer ten questions given to you by the blogger who nominated you (see the questions below).
3.  Nominate 3-5 other bloggers with less than 200 followers for the award.
4.  Create ten questions for your nominees to answer.
5.  Notify your nominees the way you were notified.

Now its my turn to let you know about my favorite blogs that totally deserve a “Liebster” award:

1) Carla Moore Mooretalkja

Not only does she blogs but she is also a YouTube vlogger. To be honest, I’m a little bit (read as a lot) shy at the idea of posting on her blog…I am THAT star struck! She does everything, from poetry to serious commentary about Jamaica and politics to hilarious reviews of Scandal. You have to check her out!

2) Some Times I Stare At Strangers http://sometimesistareatstrangers.wordpress.com/

A beautiful blog written by a truly talented artist. She is passionate about a wide variety of topics and will make you passionate about it too. She recently visited Jordan and took amazing photos and her posts about feminism *sigh*…mind blowing!

3) Ramblings to A Soulmate http://amandlovu.wordpress.com/

Truly talented writer. She has a sense of humor that shines through her writing. Her words are a pleasure to read. Only a few post post so far but I can tell she is one to watch.

My 10 questions:

  1. Why do you blog?
  2. Out of all the post that you have published, what is your favorite?
  3. Describe your blog in 3 words:
  4. What is the overall goal for your blog?
  5. List 1 thing you would like your followers to know about you.
  6. If you could travel anywhere, where would you go?
  7. What is your favorite quote or proverb?
  8. If you could ask God 1 question, what would it be?
  9. If you could change 1 thing about this world, what would it be?
  10. Have you ever been in love? (wouldn’t be me if I didn’t ask a question regarding affairs of the heart ;))

Here are my answers to the questions I was asked:

1.How and when did you decide to create a blog?

I had created a blog just for fun but I never really posted anything.

Not until I had gone through one of THE worst breakups

& had exhausted my shrinks (dear friends) with my drama,

that they encouraged me to write down my feelings, 

hoping it will help me sort out my feelings regarding the heart-breaker.

Funny thing is…I’ve never actually written anything about him.

2.What do you write/like writing about the most?

I only write and post on my blog when I feel truly inspired.

That is why there isn’t any set day or time span to which I post.

3.Other than blogging, what do you enjoy doing?

There isn’t a specific activity. Just enjoy spending time with my loved ones.

They can make any ordinary task memorable.

4.What is your favourite book/books?

The Bible. I mean talk about a book that has everything!

Romance, betrayal, horror, tragedy…

it has EVERYTHING!

5.What is your favourite quote?

As a person who has a folder on her laptop dedicated solely to the purpose 

of all the quotes that she has seen and saved…

I beg,

please don’t make me choose?!

6.Describe yourself in one word.

Anomaly

7.Given a chance, what would you change about yourself?

I would increase my faith.

8.What talent,other than writing, would you have wished to be born with?

I wish I could sing.

9.What was your childhood dream and has it come true?

That is a complicated question with a complex answer.

But in short: it depends on the day.

I think I might have to create a blog post about it.

10.Do you see yourself continuing to blog in the future? Why?

Yes!

Blogging is an outlet.

I post  the things I want to scream to the world.

But that I’m too afraid to let the people in my life know I feel.

And I think there will always be things that I’m afraid to say out loud.

And I don’t think that is necessary a bad thing.

Just give me till then to give up this fight

I Can’t Make You Love Me

Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these voices inside my head 
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don’t patronize – don’t patronize me

Cause I can’t make you love me if you don’t
You can’t make your heart feel something it won’t 
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I’ll feel the power
But you won’t, no you won’t
‘Cause I can’t make you love me, if you don’t

I’ll close my eyes, then I won’t see 
The love you don’t feel when you’re holding me 
Morning will come and I’ll do what’s right
Just give me till then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight

Cause I can’t make you love me if you don’t
You can’t make your heart feel something it won’t
Here in the dark, in these lonely hours 
I will lay down my heart and I’ll feel the power
But you won’t, no you won’t
‘Cause I can’t make you love me, if you don’t

by  Michael Reid and Allen Shamblin

Dear Introverts & Extroverts,

Lately,I’ve been seeing a lot of articles about how awesome introverts are

and hilarious commentary about the problems introverts face.

Now I think that it is well fine and dandy. I mean hooray for the exposure this underrated group is getting.

The more people understand the group, the more accepting people will be

of their quirks and they will no longer be labelled names like

“anti-social”

“stuck up”

 “weird”

But what I have been noticing in these articles and in the comment sections, is a superiority tone.

It may be subtle (i mean they are introverts…can’t expect bold 😛 ) but it is there.

Comments that suggest that because they enjoy being by themselves…

that they therefore love themselves more than extroverts.

Or

because they spend more time in their heads….

it means that they are “deeper thinkers.”

Or

because they might read more books…

it means that they are more intelligent.

NO! STOP IT!

As someone who have been labelled an introvert for most of my life but who has become a self proclaimed Ambivert (don’t know what it is? Google it!)…..I’m beyond tired of the debate and the judgement that seems to come along with it. Neither trait trumps the other!

And instead of these new articles taking on a fresh angle…

they resort to the same old playground games of screaming that

“I’m better than you na na na boo boo” crap!

Being an introvert simply means, that individual gets energy from within

while an extrovert gets energy from a stimulating environment.

They both can make excellent leaders,

amazing friends and both be

outstandingly intelligent. 

I mean c’mon!

No need to put another person down

to feel good about yourself.

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