Tag: me

I’ve been noticing

There’s gonna be people that like u a lot, can even say they’d give their life for you

But don’t want your 100% attention or effort, they just don’t need it at the point of their life they’re in

bellygangstaboo:

Say it louder for the racists in the back

To add to this, people love to talk about how there was slavery in Africa as well.

Man tells man not to judge or pry harshly into what another man does. I shit, the next person reading this shits, every powerful person and weak person shits. It’s not pretty business but it’s a human function, usually done individually and privately; privately for the sake of self. YOU know YOUR body and what YOU feel, even when YOU aren’t at YOUR best. YOUR BODY.

Imagine a stranger busting in the door wiping your ass when you weren’t even finished. Imagine not being able to stop them. Imagine them treating you like a disgusting animal for 300 YEARS over ur shitty booty when they got shitty booty themselves, stankin thru the seams. Then to make it all worse, they shit on you and tell you to get over it, it’s what you’re worthy of.

I hope this analogy made an etch of sense

Soo, I got a good job on the way. Almost twice as much as I used to get paid. I’ll finally be able to get some things done with my life…significant things. Things like copyright & distribution deals I’ve been looking at. Shit a car, maybe a suite for my own recording space. Blog placement and QUALITY music videos.

I’m focusing on getting my music at the right place at the right time so I don’t have to be attending these bullshit jobs anymore. Even further if I’m being optimistic, up outta florida. Not for good Cuz this is my home and where all my resources are…but just a broadened horizon of this world I love in. Ya dig?

i feel like i live on an island though all my friends are only miles away. like i don’t hold someone’s interest long enough for a lengthy stay in their life and most times vice versa. I’m building a very solid and existent distrust in people’s company which i don’t like.

But within the past 3 years so many people have came and went. some of which i really wanted to stay, but holding onto a memory of what someone was and losing sight of what they are actively becoming does more damage than good to a person. i try not to set high hopes and expectations for people, just have hunches for what I believe they are in the moment (which is always subject to change.)

When people ask me about my love-life the answer is always the same: there’s no one in my romantic corner right now, not realistically at least. And a lot of times i am perfectly okay with this. I have no distractions, no one to answer to, no one to tell me i am not up to their standards at the moment and since i care about them so much i walk around disoriented and fucked up about their opinion of me. I’m in a place of serious self-empowerment. 

At the same time I am young and at the peak of my physical and intellectual exuberance. I never want to waste my youth being too solemn and too wise for some late night foolery with a shawty. I miss making out with someone. one person, everyday. i miss the process of synchronization two young people endure to develop a strong relationship between each other. I miss having someone that: out of all the coming and going faces that I deal with from the life i live, out of all the people who were and are going to be in my life, they stick around through thick and thin still checking on me and still desiring me and me alone. it’s the hardest thing to run across these days.

i don’t like when a girl tries too hard to be in my life: you set me up to fail disappoint you. I don’t like trying so hard to be in a girl’s life: if you can’t recognize my sincerity i fear you never will or you won’t when i need you to the most.

Independence has always been the faster, easier and more convenient route for me. But i am surely learning as i grow older, it’s not always the best.

More change is coming I can feel it. I’ve been sleeping a lot, more than usual. Hell to be honest I was chillin with this girl the other night and before anything of any sort could even initiate I fell asleep in her house. Lol fuck wrong with me

When I get dreamy and soul-searchy like this something drastic usually happens