Aint That About A Bitch

Wattpad and Wattpaders

*Lays back in therapist chair

Now Wattpad all I gotta say is What. The. Fuck.

How the hell you going to banned MY comment from MY book. I get that this is supposed to be a friendly site and we are supposed to get along and shit.

You gonna banned my comment for stating my opinion? Hell no. Just no.*Flips hair.

And another thing, to you wattpaders why so many 1 Directon books ? Yall be making them in boyxboy like Nigga, they are not gay. And if they are you making them sound hoeish, like books be like,

"Harry and John"

"Harry and Liam "

"Harry and Kevin"

"Harry and. etc..."

Harry gets more boys then I do in ten years.

I know in different books you dont want the same name as someone else. But please calm down with the 1 Direction crap.

They probably feel offended by that.

Then onto my urban writers. I know we all want a thug but do you really need to add the word "thug" to your title?  It makes it sound cliché or however you spell that word.

Now let's stop and think what are thugs in real life.

°Didn't want to get a job and start selling drugs

°Sleeps with alot hoes, probably have some type STD by noe.

°Kills for a living

°Probably got a grill

°Probably have a saggy ass from sagging to much.

°Probably hasn't finish school.

°Been to jail as much of his life.

But thugs are so sexy right?

I can go on and on. You may wonder why Michelle you say that? I got your answer.

My uncle is one.  Hes the biggest definition of one. Even got his gf kid taken away because he gor caught up in too much shit.

Now please write a damn story have some detail!  You are not writing a script but a book. I will not give any names but I found a book like this,

He:I love you

She:I like you

He:Like ???

She: *dramatically turns away. I just dont feel the same.

Like bitch no, just no. This is how the shit supposed to go.

*

Eric pushed me softly on the bed as we are entwined with each other. "I love you." He whispered in my ear. I look at him with astonishment.

"I like you.." I traced my fingers along his collarbone.  Then he pulled back with hurt written all over his place.

"You only like me? Not lov..." I raised my hand to silence him. This was just overwhelming. I got up and turn my back so I could face him.

"I just dont feel the same way.." I backed away until I hit the door. I left here confused and hurting a man's heart. What have I done?

*

Thats how shit supposed to go. By the way I made up that scene on spot.  So uh idc who uses those lines or whatever.

*Squeezes stress ball.  I probably update every day on this since this is my rants and shit.

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