When it comes to a romantic relationship, I’ve learned; everything my significant other was willing to do to have me, usually isn’t what they are willing to continue doing to keep me.
Random
Ugh!
There is NOTHING WORSE than a sidepiece that doesn’t follow instructions.
-YellowCupcake
Instadamn
I go outside and I see people all around me, distracted on their phones, tablets and laptops. I go to work, people are checking timelines. I go to the gym, people are taking selfies. I go a restaurant and people are taking pictures of their meals and drinks. I believe that social networks are the only thing considered “social” anymore. Think about it, what period of time is the longest you’ve gone without checking your social networks? I know people that are constantly on their phones, scrolling, liking and commenting (with lots of emoji’s 😩.) Instead of focusing on whats happening around us in real time, people are too busy checking how many likes they got or who wants to follow them.
Social networks are anything but social. They seclude us. They make us hide behind posts that are usually to attract attention, whether whats in the post is reality or fiction. Posts are misconstrued, subliminal messages are left open for misinterpretation and pictures are misleading.
I have no social network account and consider myself a bit behind on whats going on with my family and friends however, I have much more personal ways of getting in contact with them and catching up with whats going on in their lives; phone calls, texts, family gatherings, in my opinion, these are all better than looking at a timeline on a screen and commenting for the world to see. My relationships don’t need to be validated by titles and links on FB. I don’t have to prove I’m happy with my man by posting pics for people to see. And I don’t need to prove my life is fulfilling, I just need to live it.
My Weekend
FYI, It was epic.
Incredible Woman
Woman are faced with such high standards to meet regarding appearance. We are not Barbie dolls but we are expected to look like one. I’m surrounded by women that have resulted to cosmetic surgery at some point, trying to achieve their “perfect body.” The thing is, there is no such thing as a perfect body, people have different tastes and styles. What’s great for you may be insufficient for me. We are all beautiful, no matter how different we are. So those who try to chance their appearance to conform to society’s standard of perfection, might want to focus on changing society’s standards instead.
I’mma Be Me
I’m starting to realize that how I treat people is more important to me than how people treat me. I used to treat people how they treated me but I found myself being mean, nasty, passive aggressive and rude. Therefore, I have come to the conclusion that I will be polite, helpful, compassionate and kind.
I will no longer allow the way people have treated me in the past, determine how I treat others in my future. At least I’ll know I did my part.
City Of Dreams
As you know, I was born and raised in New York City. I’ve lived here my whole life and I sometimes question; why is NYC the place to be? People come from around the world to live here. People hope for the opportunity to one day arrive here. I don’t mean to be obnoxious but my city seems pretty regular to me. Yes, NY is full of exciting things like fashion, money, power, culture; but I’m pretty sure any major city has these same elements. Maybe it’s mediocre to me because I’ve don’t know anything else. Maybe I’m oblivious to all the great opportunities that are at my fingertips, that I choose not to take advantage of. Maybe I feel a sense of entitlement to have these opportunities because this is my home.
I say all this to say, you don’t know what you’ve got, until someone else is appreciating it. Over the years, I’ve met people from around the world and they cherish being here. They are driven, work hard, don’t complain and enjoy the opportunities that come with being a part of this city’s greatness. They help me realize what an awesome place this is. Their passion drives me, makes me want to work harder, not complain as much and take advantage of my city. I can’t control my destiny but I can guide it. Sure can!
I ❤️ NY
Ehh… I’ll Pass
Lies
If you use filters on your photos, I don’t trust you. 😐
Group Texts Gone Wrong
So… Group messages can be a little tricky. You need to make sure whoever you include in a group text, is a willing participant and no one will get offended by any other recipient included in the text. When I publish a new post, I send out group texts to notify my contact list of the post. I do so in alphabetical order but as you can see above, my BFF did not want to be included in the same group message as another one of my contacts. In this case, my BFF responded to me in the group text and the “unwanted” party (and everyone else included in the text,) was able to see what was said. The “unwanted” party then responded and things got uncomfortable. Hilarious but uncomfortable, none the less.
Below, you will find an example where I was placed in a group text by someone (for the second time) and the other participant in that text was someone who did not have my phone number and I was not comfortable with them having my phone number. (I’m weird like that) If someone is going to have my cell phone number, let me offer it, don’t just randomly volunteer it because you’re too lazy to copy and paste to send the text separately! Ugh.
Lesson here: Group texts should be carefully considered before pressing “Send.” The damage they do is irreversible.
Pu$$y is Power
When I was 13, my uncle told me this. He was a pimp at the time, so I didn’t take anything he said seriously, considering how he treated woman. Besides, if woman were so powerful, how was he able to use and abuse them?! It didn’t make sense to me at the time but his statement was true. I know now what he meant.
Woman have the ability to get what they want, when they want and how they want.Woman control most situations. When (good) men see a woman with a need, they aim to fulfill that need. Whether it be mentally, emotionally, physically or financially, men want to please woman and it’s because of all that woman are. Men want to be appreciated by woman because a woman’s appreciation can be expressed until the end of time.
Unfortunately, since the beginning of time, woman have used whats between their legs to show gratitude. What they have not realized is this depreciates their value. If you’re giving your vag away for a night out on the town or a few dollars, what does that say about the value you see in yourself?!? You must not think your vag is worth that much if you’re giving it away so easily. And you can’t expect a man to give you control over anything when you show such low standards. Men feel they need to control or “guide” a woman like this because she doesn’t seem to make good decisions for herself.
There are also woman who withhold the vag. These woman have accumulated interest in their vag by making potential partners invest time and attention in them. Showing their standards to be higher, they gain control of the situation. The situation is in their hands now and whatever they decide, will be. Men are confident in giving a woman like this control of the situation because they are convinced that the woman knows what she is doing. And are more likely to be supportive in her decisions.
When you give your pu$$y power away too easily, it’s kind of like you are giving away your control of a situation. You see the prostitutes my uncle was dealing with gave their pu$$y power away too easily. They couldn’t control their daily lives, my uncle had to do so for them. They are now gone and forgotten. But if we value and hold onto our pu$$y power and use it for good; there will be nothing that can stop us and men will finally admit the power of the pu$$y is undeniable.
Thankful
I just want to take this opportunity to thank all of my followers and visitors. Every state, country and continent, I appreciate each and every one of you. Thank you for your support XOXOXOX
Sincerely,
YellowCupcake 😊
Wild Things
I went to the zoo a few weeks ago. Doesn’t matter why I was there, point is, I went. Once there I became excited to see the animals. Once I saw them, I realized that the zoo is jail for animals! It made me question why we have zoos’? They suck. I mean, put yourself in the animal’s position; how would you feel if someone kidnapped you from your home with tons of free, open space where you could do what you want, when you want, with nobody messing with you (as nature intended) and placed you in a small room against your will so people could admire you. You would think it sucked too. I saw a polar bear, a tiger and some bison. And the fact that they are unhappy is apparent in their demeanor. They all looked like something was missing. They just looked over the crowd looking at them. Probably thinking what they would do to us if we didn’t have a barrier between them and us. I don’t know if it’s just me but it felt unnatural for me to be in the same vicinity as these animals. Thinking about National Geographic and the Discovery Channel and shows I’ve seen about these animals in the wild, replaying in my mind and seeing them face to face, was a huge difference. It was sad and disappointing. It killed my vibe and I left within 30 minutes of arriving. Blah.
Fact:
Narcissism is the reason social networks are successful.
Incredibly Self Aware
On one hand…
I judge. I put my two cents in. I interrupt people while their talking. I gossip (minimally.) I cut people out of my life at the drop of a dime. I’m impatient. I shut down when I’m upset. I stress over little things. I have an ill attitude. I suffer from “Resting Bitch Face.”
On the other hand…
I’m kind. I care. I’m affectionate. I appreciate you. I’m empathetic. I’m driven. I’m honest. I’m independent. I’m dependable. I’m trustworthy. I’m loyal. My word is my bond. I don’t feed into nonsense.
And, if I care about you, you’ll see all of the above traits at some point in time in our relationship (please feel free to add anything I may have missed lol.) I know myself – good, bad and ugly. Keep in mind, The Lord ain’t done with me yet so bare with me.
Yellow Cupcake 