Letter To Your Ex

So much for happy endings and the fairy-tales we've all dreamed about. Life never quite works itself out the way we planned.

Remember the days when you were a kid and life was so simple? Well those day are long gone and harsh reality sometimes sets in.

To ladies who saw beyond prom and had already begun planning their dream wedding and to guys who for all intents and purposes went along with playing house etc for whatever reason, nothing is the same any-more is it?

Life is a constant change and so it's no one's fault, or is it?
Who should the women who stayed by men thinking that they found forever but found heartache blame?

Who should the dudes that did right by their woman only to get stepped on and stepped over talk to?

Well hopefully no one starts talking to themselves that wouldn't be good.
If you've got the time or you get really angry one day write your ex letter (PLEASE GOD NEVER MAIL IT) purge yourself of any grudges or ill emotion you may have for that individual. You'll sleep a lot better. Need help, well here are some suggestions:


(LADIES)

Dear F*c*er,

ASS

I've been through with your

The hours, days and nights were never worth wtf you put me through. In all the fucks that I've had to give about you, you were never worth a single on of em. *chuckles* If I knew then what I knew now you wouldn't have been given the first fuck, but you live and you learn.
Stronger, wiser, more inept to my surroundings is what you've made me. The nights I caught your ass in Brooke's bakery while I was supposed to be waiting home on you.
I thought you should know that your head is whack and I stayed because I thought I loved you.
I heard your version of the story from a mutual friend and while I can't expect better of you I applaud your trifling ass for finally making some effort.
Do us all a favor and keep your "swag" to yourself.

Singed,
__________(Your name here)


(GUYS)

Dear What's Your Face,

How's it hanging? Nah I meant your pussy lips girl. You fed me this story about love and devotion but you steady was giving it to Joe.
The many times you said you were just friends with that politician who shall remain nameless was more than enough mud for me to be dragged through. But the mud his wife dragged you through when she came home and caught the two you provides solace for me you skeezing whore.

Trips and jewellery, fine dining and shit, pushing a nucca to commit when any dude could've hit!
Rap songs about your ass, studio time cut,
All for what I thought was for the love of some tired ass cunt.
Well I heard your road is really rocky now, your bills no longer paid,
Called your ass to cuss you out but BTC turned off your post-paid
Ain't that about a bitch
But Cash For Gold is real
Car payments have to make boo-boo
Drop it low girl, drop it drop it low girl
you know the deal

Singed,
_________(Your name here)

If writing it down makes you feel better (in cases where issues went unresolved) then by all means do that. Just be honest with yourself.
My suggestion to you is if  your letter resembles any of those words formed to make phrases and sentences up there then seeking counsel in a physcologist  or a physciatrist may not be such a bad idea. Clearly there are too many unresolved issues for you to handle alone.

No one thing is entirely your fault but take time to think, ask yourself if there weren't any warning signs that you were just too jaded to see. It takes two people to make a relationship work and if you never learned to live for you and realised ladies that nothing will "keep" him then sorry to say, you were bound to stub your toe.
Fellas you had no way of knowing is something that I highly doubt but  not beating her with someone else's stick (or for that fact beating her at all) is a feat within itself. However, if you met her a ho (you know: that night you and all your boys ran a train on her) then chances are shit just might not have worked itself out.
Ah well, you live and you learn.

Dust yourself off, take time to heal to avoid dragging baggage into the next relationship, and keep it one hundred.

To the cleaners!

"What goes around comes back around!" *as I sing Beyonce's song offbeat*

Listen ladies, we have all been there, from a kindergarten experience to a called off engagement, we can all relate to this song! I mean at-least once a day on my twitter Macarra or some other "stan" tweets these lyrics with all their heart! I mean I can feel it through my phone!
I'm a woman and I've been there, more than most with a whole marriage under my belt. But in this particular song Beyonce sings about an "almost had" lover/relationship and I'm sure we all can attest to that.
Whether it was an abusive relationship that we escaped, a bad marriage that almost consumed us and broke our spirits, or a douche who we almost let hit! This song speaks volumes, touches our souls and to some have moved them to tears.



But I wanna focus on the almost! Like I told my little sister, 'take these motherfuckers to the cleaners".
Damn near my whole family is on facebook and one day my status read, "in 2011 we're breaking hearts" my daddy (of all people) commented and said, "and break some wallets to"!!!!!!!!!! If that wasn't the affirmation that I needed! I feel compelled to do a baptist dip and proceed to the nearest pulpit!
My dad has never sugar coated men and what they're after to me and for that I'm grateful. He has helped me to avoid some, but not all, pitfalls. There are men out there that will try you, and your motherfucking sisters! Let's not get it twisted there are some women that go for that shit, you are the women who need your fucking vagina sewn shut!
How can you lay with a man knowing he is the husband/lover/boyfriend of your sister/friend/cousin/mother and walk around as if nothing phases you?!?! I need you to go and play in traffic...
To those of you still left to continue reading, pray God delivers the tortured souls of those women.
I told my sister to take dudes to the cleaners only to say this, LET  SOMEONE ELSE DEAL WITH THEIR SHIT! She is far too beautiful, far too talented and has too much of her life ahead of her to let some gangsta boo wannabe try to trap her, tie her down an/or ruin her life! And I'm willing to bet that you are to!
I can preach until Jesus comes, but I'd preaching a long time (or will I hmmm btw). Ladies, KNOW YOU'RE WORTH! Don't settle for Paul cause you don't have the patience to wait for Jamal! Do you, you were fearfully and wonderfully made.
This brings to light a song a Bahamian female artists sings "Look at the footprints in the sand, you think you walk alone but HE's holding your hand!" Man listen, I'm quite sure TaDa did not mean Paul was holding your hand. Do not put your faith in man, they will fail you. I didn't come to condemn, criticize or put anyone on blast (not today any way's).
We as women, myself included if that flew over your head, tend to think that we can "change" him, "upgrade him" when all that happen is he drags us down! Leave that motherfucker alone or so help me God I will walk through your screen and drop a cut-ass like your momma never gave you!
That's way too many screens to walk through so instead I ask that you do this one simple thing (and yes I got this from a movie, and yes this actually does work) Get a piece of paper, draw a line down the middle.One side pro's, on side cons.
One side what he does for you/brings to the table, all the good relevant stuff. The other side the shit dude does wrong. If the good outweighs the bad, stay and make it work. If not do like Keithra's about to do and take his ass to the cleaners! Thing is lady when you drop him off at the cleaners lose the receipt and never go back!