Don't Need No Hateration

Whaddown. I'm back with some more shit on my mind. Mkay, for those who don't know I'm an artist affiliated with S.O.G. I'm really excited to be down with them. I love learning from these cats in a positive and nurturing environment. Plus, I don't think I have to worry about any of them trying to get the draws (lol) so that's a good thing. But I've digressed. Let me get back to the topic at hand.

I'm not one of those chicks who always thinks she has "haters". In fact, I despise the word. However, some shit has transpired with me and a close cousin recently that I have to get off my chest, and if there ever was a criteria for hateration, I'm pretty sure this fits the bill.

Before I get into this story let me give u some background about my cousin and I. We were raised together, the only children of our mothers, our mothers being the only children of my maternal grandmother. Because our mothers were young and still semi wild often times it'd be me and the cuzzo with Granny.

Physically, I am what some label a "brick house". Everything sits where it's supposed to, and, even in my early teens I had enough ass to make grown men weak. I also have a decent bust size and thick legs and thighs. In addition to that, my face is kind of chubby but I have a beauty mark on my right cheek that has inspired poetry. No I'm not being cocky that's just what it is.

Now, my cousin, has always been a plus sized woman. Now if her size affected her then she never let it show. Though she has rolls she is absolutely gorgeous and has never had a problem getting boyfriends and girlfriends. In fact, because of her outgoingness she has had an easier time garnering intimate attention that me, because I am cursed with chronic social awkwardness. Yep, that's right, I'm weird. Up until the summer before high school I wore thick black glasses and never quite knew what to do with my hair. So, we kind of evened each other out.

Fastforward to now. Though I'm in love with someone (u remember her) she has made it not so clear that she is not in love with me. Yes, I mean not so clear. She called me her soulmate and then asked that we stop being "mushy" with eachother cuz she's involved with someone else and doesn't see us working out anywhere in the near future. and all of this was after she literally quoted every single poem I've ever written. Those that were about her and not about her. Yeah, so needless to say I was mighty hurt and shocked. But as u all know I do my thing so while I'm still miffed about her the show must go on.

There's a new chick I decided to pull off the bench. Gorgeous agressive woman with auburn locs that fall past her shoulders, a sweet smile, and a charming southern disposition. (love them country girls!) She and I met through the cousin. I'm a poet so I'm always writing some new shit. She read a piece I wrote following the inaugeration and contacted me regarding it. Since then we had been communicating via fb. Well when my love pulled her shit I decided there would be no harm in giving this chick my number. So I did. And she began texting and calling and we've been getting close. Now I did have a slight problem with communicating with her without my cousin knowing, but my cousin, before she knew the country girl(CG) and I communicated without her in the picture, stated how uninterested she was in the girl and how the chick got on her nerves. Taking that into account I STILL asked CG what was up between her and cuz. She, too, told me that she was single and they were just friends. SO I figured that gave me the green light.

CG wanted to see me on Valentine's Day, and I wanted to see her as well. So we made a date for that night. Cuz and her people were having a party so we decided to roll through there. We get to this damn party and Cuz sees us walk in together. I had on a freakum dress and some stilettos and CG had on the stud uniform; baggy jeans and ed hardy hoodie and some creative recs. We looked DAMN GOOD. The FIRST THING out of Cuz's mouth was, in a loud ass voice

"Bitches, I KNOW y'all don't think y'all walkin' in here together like y'all a couple!!!"

And I'm stuck. I take my coat off and sit down a minute to think. I'm like... I know the bros over hoes rule and I think I did the right thing in this situation. But then I second guessed myself, decided that if my cuz still liked ole girl that I'd back off. So, despite the fact that I came with ole girl I made sure to stay away from her.

During the party my cuz was all over CG. Hugging her touching her and basically staking her claim. And like I said earlier I keeps it moving so I decide to grab another chick. After all, I'm me. lol. But then the most fucked up shit happened. Everytime I was about to pull a chick, my cousin ended up right there. Saying shit like "Don't fuck with my cousin!" and "My cousin don't want u get out her face!"

But I DID want them! All of em! Like Pokemon, I was tryina catch em all! And everytime I got close and my dress started talking for me my damn cousin started talking louder. There was even a point in the night where my cousin said, outright "Bitch don't think you cute just cuz yo legs showing and yo ass look fat!"

WTF??? Yeah so I was a little miffed.

I guess the moral of this story is that "haters" take on every form, even family. And I learned my lesson.

Next time, I'll have the chick take me somewhere my cousin isn't gonna be. ;-)