Fact Or Fiction: Another Story Time Out Of Lynchburg, Virginia, An Ongoing Series

 

This next story is a convoluted one and I’ll start by reminding everyone that some of these stories may be fact and some may be fiction. You decide.

There was this man who was loving and there was this naive woman who had a mother who was not so motherly. When this woman was dating this really nice man, her mother would cuss her out and tell the man he had to leave and so this man could only drive up, knock on the door and take the daughter out. Well, the daughter was tired of always hearing her mother disparage this man and so, she told him that she could not see him again. The man was crestfallen, but what could he do? He did what all men in love do, every time he saw the woman, he would approach her and beg for another chance, but he was never given another chance because the woman knew what she would face from her mother.

So, the woman dates a different man, and lo and behold, her mother likes this man. This man is abusive to her daughter and he even beats her daughter in front of the mother and the father and when he does this, the police are not called. The daughter is told by her mother and father to go to this man’s house and work things out. To make a long story short, the woman marries this abusive man with the blessings of both her parents. Through the years, the abuse continues and gets worse. The woman eventually leaves her abusive husband and flees because she fears for her life. She doesn’t even tell her best friend that she is leaving. Unbeknownst to this woman who left her husband, the husband proceeds to continuously harass the best friend to the point whereas the best friend is terrified of this man. But as the years go by, the wife of this abusive man finally files for divorce and for her, the situation with an abusive man ends.

Now, enters another woman who wants to be with this abusive man. She moves in with him and even though people tell her that she is living with a man who abused his ex-wife, she pays no heed at all. She lives with this man for years, but then, she finds out that he is cheating on her and he has a huge gambling problem. She feels stupid because she did not heed the words of those who tried to tell her about this man. She leaves this man and begins divorce proceedings. She hires a great lawyer because she has been the breadwinner since she had a career in the medical field and was making bank while her husband was gambling away his paycheck and relying on her to pay the bills. When the woman left this abusive man and filed for divorce, she thought that she had finally did the right thing. She was on her own, had bought herself a new car and had moved on with her life. But then, the unthinkable happened, one day, this woman was driving down the road taking her usual route and a huge rock came crashing through her car windshield, killing her instantly. Her car went out-of-control and zigzagged across the road, finally stopping against a barrier. There were no witnesses to this crime, just pieces put together from the crime scene and another motorist had called the police to state that a couple of rocks had struck their vehicle in that same area where this woman was killed.

There have been no other incidents like this since this woman who left her abusive husband was murdered. The abusive husband grew up with friends who had turned into hardened criminals who had been to prison for a multitude of crimes. And there are some who say that this was all just too much of a coincidence that yet another woman who was trying to leave this abusive man ends up dead since some believe that the only reason the first wife who divorced this abusive man is still alive is because she left the state and no one knew of her whereabouts for years. And none can forget that the first wife’s best friend, to this very day, is terrified of this man.

This man is now in possession of his dead wife’s Social Security, maybe her great pension and who knows what else since she was murdered before the divorce could be finalized and he certainly needs money seeing as how he has a very bad gambling problem. Is it coincidence; this seemingly random crime that occurred that killed this woman who was trying to divorce a man who has a known history of exhibiting violent behavior towards women? Who, but a close acquaintance would know a person’s schedule and habits? And why no more incidents of boulder like rocks being thrown at passing cars through a certain section of road just outside of Lynchburg? Will the crime of murder of this woman ever be solved?

Is this fact or fiction? I’ll let you decide. Until next time, keep those ‘thinking caps’ handy.

Black Women, Kevin Samuels Is Dead, Enjoy Your Weekend! Cheers! 🍾🥂🍾🥂

 

I admit that I never watched a video or read anything pertaining to Kevin Samuels, but unfortunately, it was hard to NOT hear of the things he said by other means and from what I gather, there was nothing about Kevin Samuels that denoted respect for Black women and so with that having been said, “Good riddance to bad rubbish!”

Kevin Samuels Dead at 57

The influencer and self-proclaimed image consultant, lifestyle coach, and dating expert died Thursday in Georgia.

The police report states they talked to a woman who said they met Kevin Wednesday night and spent the night with him at his place in Atlanta. The woman — who is a nurse — said Kevin started to complain of chest pains on Thursday morning, and she tried to help him. She told cops he fell on top of her, so she called 911 and requested a defibrillator from the front desk of the apartment complex.

Apparently, even Kevin Samuels heart got tired of beating to the tune of his insulting and offensive comments to Black women and simply refused to beat any more. So, dude was so vile that he had to resort to one-night stands and just so happened to have happened upon a nurse for his last bit of folly, but even that did him no good. That heart said, “Nurse or no nurse, I’m out!” Kevins Samuels’ demise gets no sympathy from me, nor any useless inane utterances of thoughts and prayers. For what? According to what I have heard about Samuels, he would have scoffed at those anyway.

One thing that I cannot understand is why it would seem that so many Black women even bothered to listen to this now deceased asshole. If someone was only spouting garbage about my lack of worth, I would certainly not continue to lend them an ear in which to receive such garbage. It would appear that even through these hard times, many Black women have too much time on their hands if they can sit up and listen, non-stop to an egomaniac and get all bent out of shape over what this disturbed individual had to say. And so thankfully, his heart refused to listen anymore and did what it did, quit on his ass. So now, he can fill the devil’s ears with his mindless, inane offensive drivel as he screeches as well while turning on a spit roasting in hell. Something will eventually put an end to the nonsense of puffed up nothings, who for whatever reason, obtained followers by the millions who paid his way. However, Atlanta is less one piece of shit black man. No loss there.

Black women, let no man define your worth. That is for you to do and as soon as you realize that you have no use for these ‘men’, the better off you’ll be. I wish someone had told me this long ago because I had to learn the hard way that only when I lived my life on my own terms and by myself did I do better in life than I ever did when a man was involved. It would seem that countless Black women are going to have to also find this out the hard way and that is a pity because it should be obvious by now that the only thing a Black man is going to do is bring you down. And don’t even bother with a white man which is what many of you are doing. You don’t need a man PERIOD, and that’s a fact.

So Black women, who are you going to follow now that this Samuels dude is a goner since his heart had more sense than all of you had? Find someone else to tell you how worthless you are and how you should just get somewhere and sit down because you have passed your expiration date on getting a so-called ‘high value man’ when there are none? Consider yourselves to be ‘high value women’ and you won’t feel the need to have a ‘man’ make you feel some type of way about yourself. Get some self esteem for a change and stop letting these snake oil salesmen keep selling you a bill of goods. Stop being a compliant conformist and think for yourselves. Of the two, Black women and Black men, Black women are the most educated, intelligent and independent because it is almost always a Black man that’s crawling to a Black woman for everything from a meal to a roof over his head. You don’t need Black men, Black men need you. And as you can see, even this Kevin Samuels piece of shit needed a woman to try and save his worthless life. But when it’s over, it’s over and there is no amount of saving shit. The only thing Samuels is going to be ‘influencing’ are the maggots and to the maggots I say, “Bon Appétit!”

“Bitch! You’re NOT Black!”

 

 

I get so damn tired of these so-called ‘biracial’ mongrels talking about how they feel slighted when they fucking date a white man. What the fuck do you expect, you half-breed bitch??!!!

I’m A Black Woman With A White Man. These Have Been The Hardest Weeks Of Our Relationship.

 

Going into any relationship as a biracial woman, I know one thing: Any serious relationship will involve discussion of the issues of racism.

I became serious with a white man. There were days I had lived as a Black woman that he would never live through or could imagine living through.

Since the beginning of our relationship, there have been times when the undertones of racism have escaped him. Like that one restaurant where other couples without reservations got seated before us. Or when our former real estate agent told us to stay away from the neighborhoods we were interested in because they weren’t filled with the “safest people.”

 

But since George Floyd was murdered, this bitch wants to whine and wail that her white man never even blinked while she pretended to sit somewhere and wilt like a damn lily over a Black man getting himself murdered by a white man who is just like the piece of shit she calls herself, “in love with.

First of all, those biracial mongrels don’t even consider themselves as Black. They go back and forth when the mood suits them. When they’re out with their white friends, they’re white. When they’re out with Black people, they’re Black and one thing Black people need to know is that ALL biracial mongrels will ALWAYS side with the whites. It does not matter if that white man that this half breed bitch is dating kicks her in her stomach, she will crawl across the floor and hug his damn legs and beg him to love her ass, that’s how pressed half breeds are to be accepted by the whites.

Half breeds WANT to be white so damn bad, they ache with it and that is why they will get with a white man because then they know that whatever’s hatched between the two of them is more likely to look more white than Black and that is usually the case. Meghan Markle, anyone? That’s exactly what I mean.

But back to this complaining bitch!

But with the emergence of protests after George Floyd was killed, I could feel the door I had worked so hard to keep open closing. The last few weeks, I’ve been falling Alice-style into rabbit hole after rabbit hole of bad news. The pain that consumed me this week left me feeling helpless and so overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, he’s been carrying on as if he’s oblivious to the chaos and social unrest within the country. I know he checks his news app every morning. So why wasn’t he falling with me?

He wasn’t falling with you bitch because his ass IS Derek Chauvin and your half breed mongrel ass is well aware of this. You just wanted The Huffington Post to print this bullshit and so you came up with this lame ass attempt to pretend that you view yourself as a Black woman when you really don’t. You pretend not to understand why your white boyfriend that you hope to marry does not see Black people getting fucked up and killed and have a problem with it. What white motherfucker has a problem with Black people getting fucked up and killed by other whites? You know the answer to that bitch and so stop with the pretense already. You’re with that white man because you want doors to open to you that would not otherwise if you were with a Black man and you feel that since your ass is half white, then that qualifies you to have those doors open, but since white society still looks at you as too Black to suit them, you turn to a white man to make sure that those closed doors, open thanks to that piece of shit, no account white man that you’ve latched on to.

I don’t know who the fuck you’re trying to fool with this con of yours, but you’re not fooling me for an instant. And even when that white piece of shit told you that he doesn’t even believe that Black people getting fucked up and killed by whites is about race, your filthy ass still didn’t kick that white piece of shit to the curb, you are still hell bent on marrying him for the exact reason I stated; because his holly white ass will open doors for you that your half breed mongrel ass can’t manage to open on your own and a Black man can’t open those doors for you either.

So nobody’s buying your fake ass displays of outrage over George Floyd’s murder. You’re just another attention seeking piece of half breed mongrel shit who happens to have one white parent and one Black one and you’ve thrown over the Black parent, whom you secretly loathe because you really wanted both parents to be white. That way, you’d not need some white man to come along and open those doors for you that you can’t open alone. You’ve never wanted to identify as Black. It is only that Amerikkka identifies you as Black and you hate that. But white Amerikkka should sit up and take notice of whose side you’ve chosen to be on because there is that white man on your arm to let them ALL know that, “White is right and Black get back!” You’re a traitor to your own damn ass! Whites don’t love and that is why that white man you claim to love all up and down on can’t see hurt, pain, anguish, agony and suffering from some protesters that were marching and screaming about a man’s murder at the hands of a kop. That white man that you are ‘DEAD’ set on marrying IS Derek Chauvin and just like Derek Chauvin, he would stand there with a vacant look on his face if he saw some white man kneeling on your damn neck like Derek Chauvin knelt on George Floyd’s neck because ALL whites are Derek Chauvin and you are just as dead inside as your fucking white assed boyfriend because if you weren’t, you’d have ditched that soulless bastard faster than a whore can come out of her clothes for a john.

Bitch, no one is buying this “Woe is me,” story. Save it! You are going to get what’s coming to you. We will be reading about you and The Huffington Post just may cover the upcoming story because your ass is in for it. You want ‘dead white filth’? That’s what the fuck you’re going to get! But don’t sit somewhere just pretending that you don’t have a clue about that piece of shit that you’re dead set on marrying despite the fact that he has already shown you just what the fuck he’s about. You can overlook EVERYTHING since he is ‘pure’ white in your eyes. You want to completely benefit from the system of ‘white supremacy’ and you can’t do that because one of your parents is Black. Deal with the shit. The rest of us do, but since you’re ‘half white’, you believe that if only you will take up with a white man, that will solve ALL of your problems for you? Is that about right? Let me clue your clueless ass in on something. You can marry a white man six ways to Sunday, but the whites will still view you as they view me, just another “nigger!” Now, you sleep on that, you half breed, white man’s whore!

The POWER of White Woman Tears – Amber Guyger And Botham Shem Jean by Chrissie

What this Black woman says on her Youtube video is on point! Watch the video and see if she is not right.

Now take a look at these pictures.

This is what should be weeping, moaning, pissing, whining and protesting over Botham Shem Jean’s death since this was his preference in life. Do they want him now that he’s worm food? I’m SO over this, it ain’t even funny!

And I ain’t finished!

We now know that Botham Shem Jean’s loyalties were not with Black folks. Shall I continue?

Yes, I shall continue!

Yeah! As You can see, he embraced his Blackness whiteness!

But look who is marching through the streets protesting his murder by one of those he so LOVED!

Next time this shit goes down Black women, sit your behind down along with your Black daughters. This shit is so NOT worth it!

And what do we have here?

And don’t even get me started on the Black heifer in this one soothing and patting on the hair of a racist bitch that was just convicted of murder. This is what is wrong with us Black women!

And this one just takes the fucking cake!

This Black female house slave Judge done gone and lost her damn mind. The judge can be seen in the background shedding tears into tissues over a convicted racist murderer whom she then hugs and hands over a bible to. For the love of !!!!!

Chrissie states in the video that loving and forgiving our enemies is a behavior that is pathological. I agree. We will kill each other and never even blink, but when a white motherfucker murders us, it is time to get out the bible and start quoting some shit about “forgiving your enemies because that is what god would want us to do.” Seriously??!!! Let god forgive your enemies, fools! If your white man’s religion speaks of a god full of forgiveness, then that is all the forgiveness your enemies need. You don’t need to add your two cents worth to it because your two cents ain’t worth shit!

If Botham Shem Jean’s relatives have forgiven that racist bitch for killing him, then why are they still proceeding with a civil suit because make no mistake, the same white man’s god that claims we should love and forgive our enemies for fucking us up also said, “give up your worldly goods and follow me.” And so, why aren’t Jean’s relatives following that biblical doctrine? They shouldn’t want any money thanks to Amber Guyger murdering their relative because they have forgiven her racist ass and so they should just pack up their little hefty bags and take their religious asses on back over to St. Lucia, shut the fuck up and not expect to receive a civil suit windfall settlement. You cannot have it both ways; follow some aspects of that fucked up white man’s made up bullshit religion, while ignoring other aspects of it. You cannot pick and choose what passages you want to take out of the white man’s bible. You either practice it fully or you’re a hypocrite and it would seem that Botham Shem Jean’s family are a bunch of dumb ass, weak, punk ass hypocritical christian bitches!

Chrissie also says that “We are a passive people.” Yes, we are. We sit somewhere and get our asses kicked daily and what do we do about it? Print a sign, march for two days and then go see Lion King. When someone fills our loved ones ass with bullets, we just get out the bible, quote some passages and forgive and forget. The only thing we are not passive about is when we are murdering each other. We will protect our drug turf even if it means killing innocent children. And Black folks, don’t even go there because you know that shit goes down every goddamn day! But let some fake blond racist murdering bitch cop cry and we get passive as hell to the point whereas the Black bailiff is stroking the bitches hair while the Black judge sobs uncontrollably in soaked tissues over the bitch while the Black brother of the murdered man sobs and begs the bitch for a hug while stating how much he loves her and that if it were up to him, she’d not step a foot inside a prison cell. “We are a passive people, but only when it comes to our enemies.” We are most definitely NOT passive towards each other.

Chrissie also states in the video that Black women don’t benefit from being ‘community minded’ and that we should only support the Black people who support us. Don’t support Black men or Black family when something happens to them and before it happened, they weren’t thinking about Black women or even knew we were alive and yet we take up the cause for every single one of our Black men or family even when they have turned their backs on us. Black women are always taken for granted. Our support can always be counted on. Look at the pictures that I have posted from Chrissie’s video of who Botham Shem Jean had in his life. There is not one picture with him and a Black woman. The shit that killed him is the same type of shit that he hung out with. Botham Shem Jean did not give two flying shits for Black women and yet we are bent-out-of-shape over his murder to the point whereas we are despondent, have taken to the streets in protest when if it had been one of us who had gotten ourselves murdered in the very same manner he did, his Black ass would still be sitting in his apartment, eating ice cream and talking on the phone to one of the many white women whom he preferred to hang out with. Every Black man is not worth our anguish, heartache, devotion, passion or time. And I am now of the mindset that Botham Shem Jean was worthy of none of the aforementioned.

What is sad is that Black women go on ‘automatic pilot’ when hearing of our Black men getting fucked up. We will immediately don our warrior attire and go to battle. Many Black men and even Black family members are not worth it. Go to bat for yourselves. Expend that energy on you, Black woman. I can honestly say that every Black man in my life hasn’t been worth the trouble of my tears, hand wringing, teeth gnashing and some more shit. When he wasn’t beating my ass, he was trying to steal everything he could from me or spitting on me or treating me like shit. This is exactly why I have not dated in over fifteen years because I am not going to get with a white male parasite and I am not going to put up with the shit that I have had to put up with from Black men. The only reason that I am upset about this is because I am a Libra and we hate injustice of ANY kind. But as far as I am concerned, I am through speaking on what happened to Botham Shem Jean.

When you consort and lie down with your white enemy, the least you can expect to get up with is lice and fleas. The most you can expect to get is not back up; but dead in a morgue and that is exactly what he got. If he didn’t know, now he know! Food for thought for the rest of you dumb as all hell Black men who want to fuck and fuck with what you used to be lynched for even looking at. And tell me this. Do you seriously think that what went down in that courtroom would have gone down if there was a Black female defendant sitting there instead of Miss bleached blond pasty-assed Amber Guyger? What sympathy or empathy do Black women receive inside a courtroom? I’ll tell you. NONE! Think on this shit the next time such as this unfolds. Get your fucking signs out and protest what doesn’t even see you because it is looking past you at some pasty-faced female parasite in order to try to cozy up to it and then when it fucks it up, Black women are front and center at the marches and protests. Well, this is one who will sit the rest of this shit out, even when it happens again. Because make no mistake, it will happen again because Black men…and Black women NEVER learn!

💔​​Cultural Racism Is Keeping People Single💔 — The Eye Wall

Dear T.S.P. Family, I recently composed a meme where I expressed the importance of incorporating the effects systematic racism has had on American society when we’re having discussions about what a healthy romantic relationship should look like. In other words, you can’t talk about “love” without factoring in how “race” affects the way we judge the […]

via 💔​​Cultural Racism Is Keeping People Single💔 — The Eye Wall

So basically what T.S.P. is saying is that white women who date Black men have a fetish about the Big, Black buck with the huge dick, who was off limits back in the picking cotton slavery days. Black men who date white women got, “White women are submissive and won’t give me no lip” syndrome and therefore, are quite the opposite of the “Angry Black Ghetto Queen.” Black women who date white men do so because the Black man is broke-assed thanks to slavery since folks who was owned, couldn’t own a damn thing. And white men date Black women because they’ve got “My sex slave in the slave quarters” syndrome, that also is thanks in part to white men heading for the slave quarters after having not been satisfied by their white wife, AGAIN….back in the picking cotton slavery days. And some whites just have “I want to piss off my relatives by dating Blacks” syndrome and those of us who are single ain’t down with none of that. We got ourselves a big ole case of needing all up and down on some counseling.
Let me break MY situation down. I don’t date because I was married to a broke ass Black man who spent all of his earnings on the lottery and on card games played for money while I had to take care of the bills, but the thing is see, I knew he was broke assed and I married him anyway. And now that I have been divorced for quite some time, there ain’t nothing white, Black, purple or blue that’s worth me even looking at because with all of the STDs out there, if anybody thinks that I am going to dive back into the dating pool, they have got another think coming. Not to mention that if anyone has heard of the show, “The Bachelor,” then you know that the number one reason contestants are eliminated is due to STDs, namely herpes, which is incurable and many did not even know they had an STD until they tried out for that show. So, they have been spreading herpes to all and sundry. Yeah! Think about that for a minute or two. Let it sink in.
“ABC is testing for drugs—but perhaps more importantly, the network is checking for STDs.”

“As soon as the medical tests came back, you’d see that herpes was the biggest thing,” Hatta told Kaufman. “And sometimes you’d be the first person to tell a contestant that they had herpes. You’d be like, ‘Uh, you should call your doctor.’ Why? ‘We’re not going to be able to have you on our show, but you should call your doctor.’”

And with the way folks bed hop these days, I ain’t down with that. Nor am I down with having to attend every doctor’s appointment that my significant other goes to because I need to know just what the hell he is doing when I am not around. And the Black men I see in my day to day activities ALL want to know if I know how to cook! “Hell no and I ain’t yo mama!” Those old ass bastards want someone to take care of their sick asses. As long as I can remember, some old ass man has always been looking up in my face wanting me to get with them, acting like they something because our first date would be at their ‘Senior Living’ facility. Seriously??!!
I do believe that some of us don’t date because we are perfectly fine with being single. I don’t think it has everything to do with racism and who is poor and who is rich or about a fetish and because we need counseling because we as Black people have been subjected to every vile and atrocious thing whites could throw at us and so we are mentally and physically tired of the shit. We are, but at the same time, being single has its perks. You don’t have to worry about STDs. You don’t have to worry about what your ‘partner’ is doing when you’re not around; that trust issue. You don’t have to fake orgasms or feel like you are obligated to have sex with someone when you don’t want to have sex and the peace of being alone has its own benefits. You pay your own bills and have no one to drag you down with their issues because we ALL know that everyone brings baggage to the table. Some of us have gotten to a point in our lives where we find enjoyment in being single, carefree and able to do as we please. Call us selfish if you will, but I prefer to call us, “content.” And so I say, “Each to his/her own.”

Lastly, I covered some dating issues in a blog I posted a couple of years ago.

 

Sometimes, I Wish I Had A Heart To Break!

Sometimes, I wish I had a heart to break.
I have never known love; I hear it’s about give and take.

Whenever I thought I was in love, it turned out to be just lust.
And if I am to go through life without love, then I must.

Now, I am not saying that I have had no relationships at all.
I am merely saying that when it came time to end, I took no fall.

I did not feel any ache or loss that should have hit me deep.
My doomed lover would look at me as though he expected me to weep.

What a disappointment I must have been for I could not manage one tear.
And each time, I walked away with eyes, not red with tears, but crystal clear.

No, I am not bragging or pretending that this is normal in any way.
But I read so many stories of lovers having parted at the end of the day.

And each took something away with them of a lesson learned,
that even though love was once shared, in the end, they got burned.

Yet through it all; the heartache and the tears, they would do it over again;
 endure the highs and the lows and when it’s over, take it on the chin.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

And no, I am not feeling sorry for myself, I am just wondering at what I have been missing since lovers speak of having gained from the experience of love and loss and how it may be difficult, but in time, they eventually pick themselves up, dust themselves off and get back on that particular horse. I always wonder about something that has never affected or infected me, like love. And please, please do not state that I have just not found the right one and that the right one will fall into my lap when I am least expecting it. I do not wish it anyway. I am not capable of ‘deep and true’ love or I would know it by now. I have no ‘love’ to give. I am far too selfish, apparently. I have other sterling qualities, if I may be so bold as to toot my own horn, but none of us are perfect. *wink*

To All The Men I’ve Never Loved

To all the men I’ve never loved
and though most of you are dead
when I look back on my life
not much good can be said.

I see your faces in my mind
and I heave a great big sigh
as I recall those looks of love
that I let pass me by.

What of me was there to love?
I was never nice to any of you.
Love, to me was for fools
and each month, the fool was new.

Today, a song reminded me
of all that I have missed
because I was young and I was dumb
and that your love, I simply dissed.

Oh how you chased me, relentlessly
and I kept running away.
Now your bones have turned to dust
when there is much, I’d like to say.

What the young don’t understand
is what I also failed to know
And that things don’t stay the same.
What we reap, so shall we sow.

The lessons I have learned
have come too late for me.
The love I never returned
was just not meant to be.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

I Used Ashley Madison!

I got caught as a cheater,
 but I’m not a wife beater.
I used Ashley Madison.
And I had sex with Allison.

What’s so wrong with that?
The wife is always tired.
My kids get on my nerves.
So, a woman, yes, I hired.

Am I getting a divorce?
I don’t think I will.
The wife doesn’t work.
When has she paid a bill?

Marriage ain’t about sex.
It’s a mere formality.
We just need it legal
 to have a family.

I don’t make the rules.
I just play the game.
I paid to keep it secret.
And now, I face the shame.

Sift through the dirt
 and you will find me.
I’m a randy, horny bastard,
and that’s what I’ll always be!

I sit here surfing the net
looking for a new site.
The Lord knows what I need.
I need a woman for tonight!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

Now you can search the Ashley Madison cheaters list

The stolen database of 32 million people who used cheating website Ashley Madison has made its way to the Web. And it’s easily searchable on several websites.

Just plug in a name or email address, and you’ll find out if someone who signed up for the service.

LMAO! This is SO damn funny, I just had to have a go at it. I wrote this from the man’s perspective, but ladies, we all know that you’re on the list too. Bad girl, baaaaad girl! Fellas, we know you baaaad! ROTFLMAO! Anybody actually headed for divorce court yet? Remember, it’s cheaper to keep ‘er! LMAO!!

That’s Not Love!

If he calls you out of nowhere,
he’s been having an affair.

Tell him to go to hell.
Drop his lies into a well.
Love cannot wait to call
and will never make you crawl.

A man who takes forever,
in order to get together,
is not in love with you
and does not have a clue.

Love must be earned
and if it is not returned,
don’t sit around and mope,
believe, there’s always hope.

He’s stringing you along
and so you must be strong.
Don’t listen to his shit!
He expects you’ll throw a fit.

Hold your head high,
over him, do not cry.
He isn’t worth your tears.
Don’t give in to your fears.

Remember, it’s his loss.
You’re not a ball to toss.
You’re a lady with a heart,
so play it very smart.
One more page of life’s been turned,
and another lesson learned.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

Don’t Play The Fool!

If it is on the internet, then we know it must be true.
He says he has no paunch and that his eyes are actually blue.

A size four she says she is, but that was in high school.
Quit believing what you see and don’t you play the fool.

If it sounds too good to you, you should know you’re being had.
It’s safe to say that chances are that he is quite the cad.

I know that I sound jaded and maybe you are right.
But I like to keep it real and save you from a fright.

There’s a whole sea of fish out there whose odor just ain’t nice.
So, save yourself some heartbreak by taking my advice.

Be wary of the oily ones for they are mostly players.
The right one will come along, the answer to your prayers.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland