A Black Girl Ranting

Bum-Suckers

If you are confused about the title of this chapter, do not worry. When I was first told this, I was also confused.

According to Aniithemisfit, a bum-sucker is another word for a clingy person.

To be completely fucking honest, I do not like clingy people. Like it is most annoying, most ignorant, most oblivious thing to do. The reason why I say oblivious is because the clingy person is not making themselves aware to the fact that they're being clingy even though they fucking know they are. The reason why they're oblivious is because they don't know they're being clingy and continue to do it. Yeah these two contradict, but there are the ignorant clingers and the oblivious clingers. There is no in between.

Neither is there an in between, between the clinger and person being clinged on.

Get it? Cause like. There's no space.

C'monnnnn. That was a good one.

Anywhores tho.

I am a firm believer of personal space. I love personal space. Just having space that's personal to you? That is the greatest thing anyone could ever give me. But there are some people who don't believe in that. They think that everyone wants to smell their breath, and have all their saliva on their nose, or even on their mouth.

THAT'S NASTY ASF.

The fuck I want your saliva on my face? I can't even stand rain getting on my face, you think I want your germs and bacteria on mine? Hell to the fucking no. So take two steps back, and speak to me. And when speaking keep your fluids under control. Cause if you can't speak without spitting, Imma need you to direct yourself away from me.

And that's even the worst part. The worst part is when they're literally on you. Ya know what? Actually that's equally annoying as stank breath in your face. Like if you guys are walking together, or are just talking, not moving or anything, and people think you guys are conjoined twins ... There is a problem.

Get the hell off her! WHY must you be so close? Like survival of the fittest man.

And if you thought I was done, I'm not even close to done.

I just did physical clinginess. But the emotional part, Jesus Christ.

Alright but to get something clear. There is a line between good clinginess and bad clinginess.

For example. I'm the type to double text a person. That's not being clingy. That's normal to do. I mean I'll even quadruple text, because I hate when people don't respond to my text when we were just texting back to back. Like if we were just doing a Drake, and all of a sudden you a Beyonce and just ignore my texts or act like you didn't get them, then hell yeah Imma text ya ass four times in a row. Try me. I dare you.

Of course I had to refer to my best friend Urban Dictionary for this definition. And I just wanna say I don't really agree with it. When talking about clinginess it always pertain to a relationship. In the definition, it says constantly saying they love you is clingy.

Um...No.

I mean tell me if you want your boyfriend/girlfriend saying I love you to someone else. Cause I rather them tell me that everyday to me, rather to someone else. Like what's the problem with that? They love you! Be proud of that! Let them tell you that.

Buys you flowers or chocolates? C'mon chocolate is awesome as fuck. Give me chocolate everyday, shit I won't care.

The only part I agree with is the wanting to spend time with you ... ALL the time.

As we know there is personal space. Well there is also personal time.

Sometimes I wanna spend time with my friends. Sometimes you wanna spend time with your friends. That's okay. You don't need to spend all of your free time with me. I understand there are other things you need to do in your life, besides focus on our relationship and on me. That's life. You just need to balance these things.

Don't catch an attitude when I turn you down cause I wanna be with my girls. Like no. I have a life. You have yours.

Don't be knowing where I am everyday in a really scary way.

True story guys. I remembered this one time I was with my best friend, and then poof my boyfriend just appeared. Literally appeared out of nowhere. Now when my best friend and I left our classroom to go pick up her sister, which was on the floor below us, NO ONE was behind us. It was just us. I turn around, he's there with his friend. Now I never told him I was going with my best friend. He usually goes straight home. Plus, no one was on our floor. Everyone left. So my best friend looked at me with a "What the fuck?" look and I did the same. So I asked him how he knew I was gonna be here, and he didn't respond to the question. All he said was "Oh I saw you." Ummm.... No one was around us. So he had to be hiding somewhere. I mean tell me if I'm wrong, but that's what I believe.

And if you think more incidents like that happened, then you're absolutely right. It was creepy, plus he always wanted to be with me, when at times I wanted to play ball with my friends. So I ended it.

And him? Well he's actually my best friend. We were best friends before that, and decided to still be best friends. Ever since 3rd grade. So we've been best friends for 8 years.

Your clingy story won't end like that most of the time. But this is why I don't like clinginess. It's scary in a way.

Hopefully I covered the bum-sucker correctly Aniithemisfit. Thanks for the idea 😂😀😄