I Think Im Ready - Katy Perry
Youre so gay (Cory Enemy Skeet Skeet Remix) - Katy Perry
In other news I woke up before jumpin into my skool clothes and over sized hand bag and got incredibly inspired from a convo wit the roomies. We sat on our brand nu used couch from craigslist and discussed why we think dating is a waste of time because nothing ever works out! Being that we are in our early twenties we are pretty much in a lose lose battle with yung men these days so i wrote about it....feel free to comment if im wrong but...LISTEN DATING TRULY IS A WASTE OF TYME!
Dating is a waste of time
By now at 23 ive heard every line
You exchange digits and have pointless conversations
And weeks or months later you and him are haven relations
He tells stories about how his ready to possibly change
So u delete numbers and your life starts to rearrange
He may admit that his not ready to settle down
But ur hopeful ladies so u stick around
Movies, dinner, the mall, and a few nights at home
It feels good to finally not be alone
The sex is great and his looks make up for everything he lacks in ambition
So now your holden on to all of that while putting yourself in a compromising position
His kisses melt you like butter and his hugs make u feel safe and all
But the fact that he needs other chicks begins to be his downfall
By now his won you over with his smile but his late night text make u feel like his runnin game
And now u you start to feel like "all niggas are the same"
You begin to see things on facebook that make u think twice
He stops doin things that use to be nice
Two months into it ur just old news
So things get routine and u get the blues
No longer is it exciting when he walks thru the door
Cus when he comes in he don’t even kiss u no more
ESPN and Playstation get more love than you
And since your hearing things about him creepin u start to ask "is it true?"
But NOW you”ve over stepped your boundaries so he reminds you that “you ain’t my girl remember?”
Your bed was just a pit stop and your bootie was a lender
Stupid you to go out of your way and play the act of main chick for so long
Bring on the Kleenex and a good Keisha Cole song
Its gonna be a long night
Cus what Your about to have is the official "fUcK yOu fIgHt"
It’s a bunch of fuck u fuck fuck u’s and u were neva shits
And by then end of the convo ur both ready to call it quits
You kick him out and pack his random little things
Ignore his fone calls when the fone rings
Reply to text messages with an attitude and no smiley faces
Every memory you have of him erases
Pictures, his soap, his tooth brush, and charger all meet the trash
After admitting his been talken to other chicks You wana go Jasmine Sullivan but hey you got class
So when you see him you ignore him and roll your eyes
By now his got somebody new and you”ve barely said your goodbyes
Dating is a waste of time
Im 23 and by now I’ve heard every line
It is a who can fuck who and leave who first type game’
And ladies our situations usually end up the same
So save you’re the time and heart ache
And believe when I say dating is a mistake
By now at 23 ive heard every line
You exchange digits and have pointless conversations
And weeks or months later you and him are haven relations
He tells stories about how his ready to possibly change
So u delete numbers and your life starts to rearrange
He may admit that his not ready to settle down
But ur hopeful ladies so u stick around
Movies, dinner, the mall, and a few nights at home
It feels good to finally not be alone
The sex is great and his looks make up for everything he lacks in ambition
So now your holden on to all of that while putting yourself in a compromising position
His kisses melt you like butter and his hugs make u feel safe and all
But the fact that he needs other chicks begins to be his downfall
By now his won you over with his smile but his late night text make u feel like his runnin game
And now u you start to feel like "all niggas are the same"
You begin to see things on facebook that make u think twice
He stops doin things that use to be nice
Two months into it ur just old news
So things get routine and u get the blues
No longer is it exciting when he walks thru the door
Cus when he comes in he don’t even kiss u no more
ESPN and Playstation get more love than you
And since your hearing things about him creepin u start to ask "is it true?"
But NOW you”ve over stepped your boundaries so he reminds you that “you ain’t my girl remember?”
Your bed was just a pit stop and your bootie was a lender
Stupid you to go out of your way and play the act of main chick for so long
Bring on the Kleenex and a good Keisha Cole song
Its gonna be a long night
Cus what Your about to have is the official "fUcK yOu fIgHt"
It’s a bunch of fuck u fuck fuck u’s and u were neva shits
And by then end of the convo ur both ready to call it quits
You kick him out and pack his random little things
Ignore his fone calls when the fone rings
Reply to text messages with an attitude and no smiley faces
Every memory you have of him erases
Pictures, his soap, his tooth brush, and charger all meet the trash
After admitting his been talken to other chicks You wana go Jasmine Sullivan but hey you got class
So when you see him you ignore him and roll your eyes
By now his got somebody new and you”ve barely said your goodbyes
Dating is a waste of time
Im 23 and by now I’ve heard every line
It is a who can fuck who and leave who first type game’
And ladies our situations usually end up the same
So save you’re the time and heart ache
And believe when I say dating is a mistake
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