What I had at the moment was somewhat in a state of intangibility; it belonged to me just as much as it didn’t, so I found solace in Knowing. Although the things I Knew were neither definite nor uncertain, they were all I had so I clung to them, in hopes that one day soon I would have stability and understanding along with my Knowing.
Making men wait for pussy is not playing games. Especially if he’s never made his intentions clear. You don’t owe these niggas shit.