FUCK YOU

**** TODAY'S BLOG CONTAINS EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, SO SKIP IT IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE LITTLE EYES CAN'T TAKE IT...PUSSY****

"For a relationship to work, both people have to be on the same page. Both people have to have the same focus. We ALL know what that page is. We ALL know what that focus is. And what’s that focus? The focus is all about – HER. She’s already there fellas, she waiting for you to come aboard. Fellas when you wake up in the morning, you should look yourself in the mirror and say “FUCK YOU”. Fuck your HOPES, fuck your DREAMS, fuck your PLANS, fuck EVERYTHING you thought this life was gonna bring you. Now let’s go out there and try and make this bitch happy."

- Chris Rock (Never Scared, 2004)


I have this thing where I check up on my friends online. I read their away messages, visit their web pages and read their blogs. It's my way of keeping in touch without keeping in touch. Just because I don't speak to you everyday doesn't mean I don't think about you. I think about my friends daily and like to be able to have something to talk to them about if we've been out of touch for a bit. But I'm getting sidetracked, the point of this is to give you the background and how I came across the above quote. My dearest friend Martini posted that quote on his blog about some of his favorite things. He listed this under the title "on the inevitable," which affected me more than I thought it would. I mean, I've seen Chris Rock's comedy hour and it is funny as all hell. I probably even laughed at this joke when I first heard it, but there's something about reading it in black and white that irks me.

Why does that have to be the objective of a relationship? Why's the focus constantly have to be on the woman? Silly me, I thought relationships were filled with compromise and learning to grow together and love one another. She helps with your dreams, you help with hers. You reach your goals TOGETHER, if that's how you want it to go down. I understand women are the "fairer sex" and should be treated with care and bl-bl-bluh, but being "fairer" isn't fair at all, if you look at things. We are emotional creatures, fine, but the world doesn't have to stop on a dime because we decide it's time to have a nervous breakdown. Better yet, if the world DOES stop, then the men in our lives should be afforded the same luxury without a guilt trip from his girlfriend.

We've all had lives before that special person even shows up. For me, I've got over 24 years under my belt filled with experiences, morals, standards and beliefs. They say that if you get with someone and they're 25 or older, they are who they're gonna be with very little margin for change. I don't quite believe that cuz people can always change but the idea's along the right path. What I'm saying is whoever scoops me up has to understand that and I have to do the same. Hence the need for compromise. I don't need to be tended to, this isn't a movie. No man's gonna come to my door holding sunflowers telling me that he knows I've been hurt and as long as he can help it, I'd never hurt again. That's bullshit, an unrealistic fairy tale. This ain't Diary of a Mad Black Woman, my name ain't Helen and I doubt I'm gonna find an Orlando. But that's not the point of today's blog, the point is about the quote.

Rock says something interesting at the end of the joke. He calls the love of his life a bitch. Nice. I'm reminded of a Jay-Z song called Bitches & Sisters, where Sean breaks it down and explains the difference between the two. Why would you call the woman you decided you wanted to be with a bitch? If it's so tough, why are you there? If this woman truly is a bitch and doesn't hold you down or look out for you, why not let it go? Get out there and find someone who won't make you look in the mirror and curse yourself out. It's not all about her and if you bend and make it seem that way, she's just gonna take advantage of it and yes, be a bitch. But you have to look at the role you played. You spoiled her and now you've got a brat on your hands.

A relationship is not a place where you give up on hopes and dreams, it's a place where they flourish. You build, you communicate, you tend to EACH OTHER. It's the two of you against the world, your personal version of Bonnie & Clyde, Sonny & Cher, Ike & Tina. You are supposed to be on the same page, the page where you grow, love and learn from one another. You do NOT have to tolerate fucking everything you thought life had planned for you. Sacrificing yourself just to make some bitch happy ain't gonna get it. If you do, well, you only have the man in the mirror to look at and when you do, you can, in fact, say to him "FUCK YOU."

Comments

Anonymous said…
I agree with you in that society is so twisted in it's relationship views.
(***Warning RANT COMING)
yeah.. I use to be all about the woman but sorry to say FUCK IT.. it is about me if I decide to COMPROMISE it will be just that.. not giving up everything in my life to make somebody else happy while making myself to be miserable prick

Travieso

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