My non negotiables In dating

Reasons why I stopped talking to a man in my 30s. Part two. Every conversation we have somehow turns sexual. I'm just trying to get to know your last name. But somehow you keep asking me when you're gonna get in my pants. If he has too many kids. I got one. You not coming over here with four, five, six, seven kids. Two is my max. I learned that the hard way. He had too much baby mama drama going on. You got all these kids, multiple baby mamas, and you not with none of them, but all of them are the problem. Let's be so for real. He admitted to cheating in the past. Now I don't want to feel like, oh, now I can't be honest. No, be honest. There's some people who are okay with that. But I feel like once a cheater, always a cheater. Bye. We've been talking for weeks and you can't even plan a date. Or every time you mention us hanging together, it's in my house or his house. If you don't take me on a proper date. If I seem to like you more than you like me. See, men are so full of themselves. They need women to continuously feed into their ego. But see me, I need my man to come get me. I ain't chasing no motherfucker. I look too good for that. And finally, bad hygiene. We are grown, especially in our 30s. If you don't know how to properly wash your ass, brush your teeth, smell good, put lotion on the bottom of your heels. Get the fuck on.