Dating Bill of Rights
First Amendment: Don’t sleep with me, then don’t speak with
me.
Second Amendment: We are not friends. I already have lots of
friends. In fact, I have good, honest loyal friends. I do not need anymore.
Unless you’re going to be a friend with benefits, I see no benefit to being
your friend. If you want a cuddle buddy, call your gay friends or girlfriends
or manginas who are under your spell.
Third Amendment: If you are racially, culturally or socially
unaware, ignorant or bigoted then I will NEVER introduce you to anybody of
importance in my life.
Fourth Amendment: Communication is a two way street. I
wholly value being a good listener, and expect the same from my partner. I’m
your lover so don’t treat me like I’m your therapist.
Fifth Amendment: One strike and you’re out. Mistakes are
human, fuck-ups are unacceptable.
Sixth Amendment: I value loyalty and authenticity over
wealth, so if you aren’t a woman of fidelity and integrity, I don’t have time
for you.
Seventh Amendment: If you spent your teens and 20s getting
knocked up by losers instead of pursuing a university education and career
goals, then don’t expect me to pick up the tab for your stupidity. I wouldn’t
pay the same price for a flooded house or damaged car, so why would I pay the
same price (my heart) for a used up woman?
Eighth Amendment: If you are a cheater or mistress, then
please believe you’re not girlfriend material. If you’re not girlfriend
material, you’re not even date material. I don’t give my heart to people who
don’t value commitment.
Ninth Amendment: You are an automatic jumpoff if you have a
parole officer, baby daddy or dealer.
Tenth Amendment: I am 33. I know what I want because I’m
experienced enough to know what works and I will not settle for less in a
long-term relationship.
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