As Long As I'm Happy..SCREW YOU!

Yes, it is I! Back again with my rants, raves, gripes, and grunts! As, usual, they are valid and well deserved. *Sighs* Where should I begin? Oh, FIRST let me put a little disclaimer out there 
*If anything in this post offends you, GOOD! Maybe you will think about someone OTHER  than your SELF*
Now back to our regularly scheduled programming...
Typically, n0t always, but more so lately, I don't complain about being single in SL. I work on and off, I shop constantly, I am a Diva Queen in my sorority, and I do my fashion blogging for myself and Scarlett Niven. Coupled with my RL, I am pretty occupied. But, and there is ALWAYS a but, there are times when I sit idly by and twiddle my thumbs. Those are  the times I would love to have..well, love in SL. But, as I stated  in prior posts, it is ever elusive of my pixelized self.
Now what gets me is that I have those closest to me and some that I allow a glimpse into my SL because they are really awesome people, have decided, UNSOLICITED, that they would help me attain the happiness they have. They talk about how great things are for them,  I see the pictures, I see their SL Facebook statuses, I see the changed display names with his last name...Like, REALLY? And no, I am not jealous, green never looked that good on me. But damn sometimes its like, pour SALT all up and thru my wounds why dontcha?
You are all cocooned in your happiness and its like you are damn Biggie, "Fuck the world, don't ask me for SHIT! .." But as soon as yah shit hits the fan, hmmm...whose box are YOU in!? The single woman's box who is the shoulder you need! When my shoulder is cold, and you are once again in bliss, who is there to wrap an arm around me?
Now, I never do anything begrudgingly; if I listen to your problems I do it because I care and want you to know you have someone to confide in. But its just a TAD selfish of someone to know you have a good heart like that, to know you are a good person, to know you are very much interested and deserving of equal happiness to just rub it in every chance they get! Now I know that the people I personally associate with would never purposely throw something in my face, but put  yourself in my Moody's  and you would know what it feels like. So. pardon me if I don't want to be present and so and so's nuptials. I just lost that loving feeling right now, so to speak.
 Now, as far as guys getting at me on their own, I feel like a damn leper (not to offend any lepers) or like I have a branch growing out of my face or something! I rezz in a club, party, event or whatever and I see the dudes' cross hairs on me, I KNOW they are peeping my profile. Then they go to Shaniqua Boonquisha, with the tattoos from face to feet, hips and ass on 100, 50-11 piercings, with pasties over her nipples, her ass falling from under her skirt and you know that he hit her up! Mind you, her profile says, "If you broke, get da fuk out mah box...insert other ghetto text here" so immediately you know, if you want to even overlook all that OTHER superficial stuff, she doesn't have a brain in her damn head! But for some reason, that's what they want.
I am gonna be true to myself and always want to "date" a man so all that complexity of being bisexual and all that jazz "strictly" on Second Life? Well, you won't find me in that category. It's just not for me! I can't figure dudes out so a female would be much more complex! And, it goes against every thing I believe in. So, that's a negative! 
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know...I will of course, check back in when the wind blows. Hopefully, I am not singing the same sad song! Until then, toodles!