The Black Lady in Paris 17: Titties and Vagina talking


 

I am in love, I am in love with a PSG Player…. But the problem here is that I am no longer in love with a PSG player.

Hello guys, I know it has been a while since my last update, I am sorry but it is just that there has been a lot of life changing situation but I am not here to talk about them.

Before I continue, I will like to say Happy New year… yeah, I know. We are practically at the middle of the year but bear with me. Like I said earlier, there has been  a lot of life changing situation, for example, falling out of love for my PSG Player

Do you guys remember the guy I told you I met at the bar, the one with the wack jokes, the one I told you  is just a friend.

Well, he is no longer just a friend because I am seriously falling in love with him.

Was I never in love with my PSG player, was I infatuated with him thinking it was love? Was it his popularity I was attracted to or was it love and the fact that I am continents away from him, diminished my love for him? I don’t know the answer to any of them but what I know for certain is that what I feel for him is not the same anymore.

My guy with the wack joke is not in love with me…. When a guy is in love with you, you just know it and this one does not see me has anything other than a friend who disturbs the fucking hell out of him with phone calls and Whatapp messages

God, I hate falling in love…. I hate it because I fall in love with guys that don’t want me

One of the reasons why I enjoyed my undergraduate days was because I never fell in love. I really miss that girl

For five years, she was a loner whose favourite place was her bed where she spent hours mooning over Klaus Michealson and Caroline and watching how Guem Jan di fell in love with Gu Jun Pyo. She was a movie addict who prefer staying on her bed and watching movies till 4am in morning and will rise up again at 6am for class. When her classes are over around 4, 5pm in the evening, she races back to the hostel so that she can catch the best seat to watch the next episode of Married Again in the common room

Those were her routine every day and I fucking miss that life. I know you think it is pathetic but what can I say, I miss it.

I also know you are wondering how I managed to pass but I passed with honours…. That is probably due to Mama B’s prayers though.

But that life is gone because there is time for everything in life. Life has gotten me out of my bed, it made me look into my surrounding, forced me to interact with people, got me to see that life in movie is not exactly the same with reality, made me notice guys I want and pushed me to fall in love with them though they won’t look at me twice

Being in love with a man that does not love you sucks and I know I gave a big speech of how easy it is to make a man fall in love with you and the garbage of how fun the chase is

But that is just a bunch of bullshit

How I wish the chase was fun

Yeah, I get the job done most of the time but through self-humiliation, damaged self-esteem, total waste of time, energy and money.

Like I said, I get the job done and they notice me, they see me, they also fall in love too and some even love me more than I fucking love them but the chase is hard and I am not doing that with my guy with wack jokes

I am going to take a page out of my sister’s playbook and tell him how I feel about him. I have never done that before… I just chase them till they notice me

And when I do tell him and I am going to make it look like his response does not mean anything to me…. because it fucking does. Him telling me “Okay I think I am falling in love you too, let date” or “I don’t love you yet but I want to” means the absolute fucking world to me. but I am scared of him rejecting me or looking at me with pity.

Shit!

Fuck!

Shit fuckily fuck!

I fucking hate falling in love

I am going to tell him how I feel, walk out on him and then delete his contact because I know my hands will be tempted to call him the very next hour just to hear his voice

“Why not just hear what he has to say?” I know you are saying that but he does not love me and the only thing he is going to do when I tell him about my feelings is just look at me in surprise with his mouth opened. There will silence of course because he has nothing to say at first…

he looks everywhere but me, then awkwardness sets in and finally he tells me “Blackie, I am sorry but I am seeing someone” or ”Blackie, I am sorry but I don’t see you that way” or maybe even the most absurd excuse “Blackie, I will love to date you but I have Covid-19 ”

So, I am just going to tell him how I feel, walked out on him without giving him a chance to say something and finally delete his contact and our chats, then move on with my life, hoping I finally fall in love with a man that loves me first

Wish me luck... 

I am in love, I am in love with a PSG Player­…. Oh! I am no longer in love with a PSG Player anymore. 

But I am still his fan and I will always love him as one. 

Before I go, I know it is late but I want to wish Angel di Maria luck on his future endeavour. My love may be an amazing player with a terrible walking steps but some of his goals were because of your assist. Though I am not sent but I am saying thank you on his behalf and I wish you the best

Also late, I want to welcome Achraf Hakimi to PSG, your wife is pretty. she has the kind of boobs I beg God for

And yes, I called him my love because he will always be

So,

I am in love, I am in love with a PSG Player and this is me just thinking out loud


Blackie


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