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Have you ever compared a party to a jungle? What kinds of animals would you see?
Well I decided to use this past restless weekend to figure out the different kinds of animals I see when I walk into a club.

The King of the Jungle

The Lion is the master of this jungle. They command attention with their physique, style, and overall character. They are respected by other males even their enemies. They are no stranger to the ladies because rumor has it that they are the epitome of masculinity (strong, protector, provider, etc) and all good things women want in a man. These men are of high demand. They are the ones who have the ladies giggling and blushing in less than five minutes of the conversation. But the lions are rarely seen because they keep a low profile.

The Tigers are next in line for the throne.

They dress well and all that, but they are unpredictable. They are solitary creatures except when it comes to the ladies. They are the ones in the club who remain in the shadows till they are on the dance floor or when they have found a mate for the night. These are the ones mainly seen at parties, and they are sometimes mistaken for lions.

The sloths are slow to strike, that is if they do any striking at all.

They are usually the shy ones who seat at the bar or wherever and hope a girl/guy would start a conversation with them. They are genuinely nice, but boring. So interest in them hardly generates.

The peafowl (peacock and peahen) are the beauties of the party.

They are the ones that get heads turning. As for the peahen, her appearance is everything. Her dress accentuates her curves or it’s heightened to the point of complete and utter teasing to all male around. Either way she is gorgeous and she knows it. She is cocky as hell; so don’t step to her unless you have something to offer. As for the peacock he is always the first to get hot and therefore needs to take off his shirt. He is also cocky, and so assumes he is doing the lady a favor when flirting with her. Some women are too mesmerized by the peacock to realize the ego problem.

The chimpanzees are the majority in the club.

They come to have fun and essentially “monkey around.” For the males, you can see them beating their chest and grunting out loud. They may be sometimes rude, but usually it’s all in the name of fun. They (both male and female) are the best dancers, first and last on the floor. First to get drunk and usually the loudest people who sing along to every song they know. They are also the most promiscuous, both male and female. It is well known among their group and those around them of the infidelities that occur.

The chickens are the part of the bottom scrappers.

They are the not so hot looking girls that talk a lot. They can be loud and annoying, but for the men they are easy prey.

The snakes are the most conniving and dangerous of all.

They sneak up on you and crawl into your skin (metaphorically speaking). They are seductive, though they provoke anger once you’ve realized what you’ve done. They stalk their prey and wait for the right moment to strike. For those who like to drink too much, these snakes are watching you and are ready to get inside your panties or your wallet.

Last and the least are the vultures.

They come in at the end of the night to finish off where the other left off. They are the ugly ones who have gotten nothing all night and are desperate to leave the club with anything especially your number.

The men vultures look for the girl with the lowest self-esteem, who has been given little to no attention all night, in addition to the fact that she has had a lot to drink and well, the rest is history.

The women vultures wait outside the club to see the car homeboy, (who she was dissin earlier on at the party) is driving…and now she suddenly begins to feel him.

Hope you had a good laugh.

So…
There is an animal in all of us…are you on the list? Which one are you?

For the last time I felt rage,
Anger in its purest form,
Untainted by the scent of her perfume, the touch of her skin,
Or by the love tucked deep in my heart for emergencies like this,
For moments where she gets me so pissed.
When clenched fists and deep breaths aren’t enough to soothe the soul
You burned me baby
Turning my love into coal
I stare into her eyes
And see nothing left
I want to give her what she deserves
So I turn stealth
My mission is to mirror her actions
An eye for an eye
A heart for a heart
I have loved you for the last time
No longer longing to rewind back to the start
Freed by the recklessness of your selfish mind
Once upon a time I was jailed in the thoughts of losing you
Imprisoned to my vision of our happily ever after
I was so sure
Sure that the bridge of trials would be crossed by us
And our dreams would come true
Our love would reach peaks with love filled creeks
A meadow for us to lay and bask in each others' presence even after we turn gray
I was so sure
You would be the one I would risk it all for
So sure your smile was worth fighting for
Yet shut doors can’t be opened without a key
And I can’t pick the locks because it mocks my integrity
I watched you change back to the life you swore you left behind
Pleading to know my crime
Did I love you too much?
Was my loyalty not enough?
Has my affection been redirected as lust?
When you feel the haunting chill of loneliness surround you as you stare at your empty bed
Remember what I’ve said
I loved you more than you deserved though I was never your priority
Now I see past your pain, I see the character of a girl yearning to be a woman again
If only you would learn humility, then maybe you could see
That love is hard to find in this world, but I came to you wholeheartedly
In due time you will receive an awakening of all senses
An epiphany
A moment in which you will regret the day you consciously chose to hurt me

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