When a Woman's Over it..

When a woman is over it, it is a sign that you better shape up or ship out.
When a woman is over it she shows signs of displeasure.
When a woman is over it she calls you on your BS before you even think of it.
When a woman is over she knows the lie you are about to tell before you tell it.
When a woman is over it, she lets you know with her subtle glaring eyes and the sucking of her teeth.
When a woman is over it she shows no sign of emotion.
When a woman is over she no longer cares about anything in the world but herself.
When a woman is over it you better steer clear of any possible confrontation.
When a woman is over it, if you want to keep her you better pull out all the stops.
When a woman is over roses can’t help and neither will apologies.
When a woman is over it life for you becomes sensitive.
When a woman is over it her eyes are dry not enough emotion to cry.
Once a woman no longer cry’s she has past the line of caring.
Once a woman decides she is done with your childish ways, there is no return.
What’s done is done, what’s said is said; when a woman is over it you have lost the best thing you could have ever had in your life. For she knows that it is not her loss it’s yours.

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Love is complicated. Especially when you can't quite figure out what you are suppose to do with it. Is it suppose to make you sad? Isnt love suppose to strengthen and renew your spirt? Isn't love suppose to uplift and help you to rejoice? I find that love is found in the wrong places. How can you truly be in love if you still have this desire and feeling that you are missing something?

Love is complex enough in its own nature. In addition to love most people sometimes realize that they are yet to be complete. You were not yet finished what you were set out to accomplish. This is why you feel something is missing.

If you feel like you are talking to a brick wall you probably are, beacuse it does not respond.

Why do my needs and wants become unimportant in light of things that are less important. That therefore makes me feel unimportant. So, what do you choose? To have me or not to have me.