It has been a decade since i last blogged, i had sworn off social media and finally got a new hobby, gossiping, i found it more soothing than blogging. In gossip i had immediate feedback, i got more info concerning the other party.....the list as to why gossip is much better is endless. It is true what they say though, a persons first love never dies and mines blogging.
So here is the latest.... i hit a boda boda guy with my car last evening as i was driving home from work, it was a nasty scene, the guys motorbike was trapped under the car and i was sure i had just committed man slaughter. I was so shaken up by the whole incident that by by the time i was getting home i had to share it with someone, being the dumb bitch iam, i presumed facebook would lend a caring ear....i know!! thats why i just called my self a dumb bitch, but in my defense i was hoping to get someone with a similar experience. It helps to know you are not the only one....maybe we could start a group "boda boda killers anonymous".Anyway i got sympathetic messages till one HE-GOAT decided to offer his valuable input "kate naona sponsor aliamua kukuachia gari.." i decided to give the he-goat the most decent reply i could "mwangi iam a working class woman that can comfortably afford to own a car masponsor pelekea watu wa kwenu" to which he replies "hiyo kazi ya filing hapo kisii university ndiyo unaafford gari...usitudanganye kate" to which i instantly blocked the bitch ass nigga. Sure i don't exactly love my job, being an exam officer involves a lot of filing but we have clerks for that, my issue?? I could not believe i was being accused of trading sex for money by a guy that hardly knew me past Facebook! For crying out loud i drive a very old car....a gift from my 5 year boyfriend (dude i have mastered every single pimple on that mans face!!) How i manage to get it to start every time is Gods doing! i think iam a certified mechanic by now....and yet here i was being called a sugar baby! a whore! what kind of cheap whore would that make me? watu wananuliwa Range Rovers and Iam here sucking dick for a corolla 110
It got me thinking, whats the point of being a good girl if whenever i do good for myself or my Man does me a favor people automatically assume i have a sponsor behind the picture bankrolling my cheap lifestyle? Why not just say Yes to the Numerous advances i have previously assumed and make my life awesome? Some Men are always going to have a problem with women that get any kind of favour from richmen, rich boyfriends, rich sugar daddies you name them....irregardless of what you did to receive them, what am saying is there is no harm in a woman choosing to date for money. These are two consenting adults that clearly understand the terms of their relationship, who are you to judge them? because they sin differently? Take a chill pill bruv
Ladies, so you don't date for money, you still have the same big ass dick fucking you every night for free...why not make money out of it? why not benefit? don't get it twisted sweetheart, iam not advocating for prostitution, that is sex for money....what iam saying is... DATE FOR MONEY if you can! Buy a fucking car, build a house, take vacations every fucking month and do all that with your head held high. because honey, the same gadget you have between your legs is the same gadget Vera sidika and huddah monroe have between theirs, and men will always hate whether you are doing right or wrong! Just stay safe and don't be a slut bouncing from one dick to another.
Think about it.
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