In Security

"freedom ain't getting no closer, no matter how far i go..." -Akon

although not completely unearned, i have an unfair reputation as a ladies' man, a silver tongued distributor of dick. it's a script that plays in conversation after conversation, going a little something like this:

chick: (comments about my "groupies")
me: if i have groupies, i don't know about them
chick: whatever, i know ur screwing at least some of these chicks
me: i don't have the time, energy, or desire to deal with anything more than what we have going on
chick: yeah yeah, tell me anything
me: #killyoself

what i've come to realize through my own situations and the situations of friends is that there is VERY LITTLE that a man, no matter how honest, can do to make a woman feel secure. it has to come from somewhere inside of her deciding "yeah, i'm all in with what this dude is selling", or "fuck this, i'm not ending up looking like MiMi on Love & Hip Hop Atlanta. i'm out"

unless she's certifiably insane, a woman will NEVER know every move her man makes: who he's talking to, who he's texting, who's texting him, what's in his Facebook inbox, email, Twitter, non password protected iPhone 4S... but often times, that "uncertainty" is the cause of attitude, argument, and ultimately pink-slippage...

is it fair to ask that a romantic interest cease any and all communication with the opposite sex. if it is, what point in a relationship is that.

agree or disagree... let's discuss!!!