Just Some Thoughts…
"While we are encompassed by a world of problems, it is our responsibility to decide how we react." -thepositivendeavour
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Quarter Life Cry
May 24, 2018
It’s a daily struggle to attain bravery, but they beat that out of my ancestors during slavery…now their past is running up to me. I feel like there is nothing you can say to me; these irrational thoughts have produced some fears within that have been slaying me. They’re steady playing me, and now I feel like I need therapy. I believe my life has a great responsibility, so I’ve been exercising my ability to respond to adversity. Right now you‘ve never heard of me. Before then I have to get my mind right; my anxiety kicks in when I think I’m in the limelight. I’m supposed to be in my prime right? I’m 25, quarter life, and now it’s do or die. Sometimes the pressure has me cry; but after the sack cloth and ashes I must arise. I felt depression in her vibe as I watched her teary eyes and shouldered the regression of her mind. I believed she was one of a kind, but when I pondered it her heart started in a different place than mine. I started where we left off. You started with the pain from the other guy. You ran from the pain to me the “good guy”, but I just couldn’t remain soft while you scoffed and mocked as my emotions remained aloft. I ordered in a Mocha Latte, and it came to Skins spot with a crop top. No drip like cherry popped, but the fare for that guilty trip cost me lot.
No one is concerned; no one‘s watching me, but I feel like I‘m under high scrutiny. What do I do? I get a tat and some jewelry. Two faced Christians are no longer fooling me. The difference between you and I is I will wear my “sins” out on my sleeve. My own rationale won’t even get through to me. Before you hear my eulogy, I just want you to hear this quarter life cry from me.
Spar With Me: Feminist Extremist
May 17, 2018
My brothers pursue your purpose before you dish out diamond ring(s). I checked her resume and all it had on it was “I am a pretty ting”. I’ve had enough experience to know a woman will never fill your void within, but you’ll have to dig really deep to reshape your perspective. All the way in South Korea throwing curses at me; D i’m sorry for constantly using your body for my fantasies. I’m sure you’re sorry that you let me. Until you lay that hurt to rest you will still be mad at me, while I’m over here pursuing grander things. That’s the sad thing. Please don’t get seduced by a “bad ting” when you’re in pursuit of something lasting. I’m steady with transparency and blasting out me, but I have no shame because it’s a pass thing. Come Spar with me. I am in pursuit of the better me, and I promise I will catch him. I’m just creating habits socially, and if I slip up it’s a $10 penalty. If I give her the D I Cash App Mr. C 15. Sometimes I act reckless but have enough sense to know that there’s a cost for everything. Get a morning routine. That’s going to help me get lean. I don’t really want to be seen, but sometimes my ego is a fiend. He has the Drum Major Instinct. Listen to the speech by Dr. Martin Luther King. Spar with me with rationality. You’re projecting primarily emotionality in your writings. These feminist extremists think they are enlightened, while the birth and marriage rates are slowly declining. The divorce rates have been heightened. Western success equals money, power, and material things…essentially more resources. As modern day women strive for this, many become more masculine unaware that her true power comes from her grace and femininity. Yet she’s so focused on competing with me. You’re conditioned to always challenge a man’s masculinity, but whatever babe you can come Spar with me….
Download the app though if you want to compete.
Remember Me
May 11, 2018
Remember me at 23. Still a V with long lost purity. Two virgins, so that’s two virginity’s. No longer speak just post on Instagram for me to see. Write out everything when I start feeling, so I don’t take it out on my body. Do you consider me a tragedy? Now we’re all seeing hazy. I got attached to you emotionally and to you sexually, but I can’t let that take control of me. Searching everyday for the peace I need; 24 opened a new door for me, but we said we’d depart in peace. Now your on my FB feed using blog posts to manipulate me. Take a left; 25 is around the corner. I can’t lose anymore honor. Remember me. When you graduate with your degree just remember me. When you get your R.D just remember me. When I’m off an SPT just remember me. When you get your M.D just remember me. When that random 213 pop on your screen please remember me. A misunderstood being. I look face to face at the real me; then I smile as I lean forward to embrace everything. You say you hate me then excuse yourself because you’re an emotional being. Why did you still want to date me once I said we’re finished dating? Wasn’t I controlling? Now your spreading that around; why are you trolling me? Try to make love not enemy. Focused on myself so you can envy me instead of empty me. I’m a sensitive being. It’s hard to decipher when you’re speaking truth or when you’re speaking off a feeling. Keep it real with me. There’s no obligation bro you don’t have to deal with me. They try to feminize me, but when I don’t bend they vilify me. You’ll be like 643 miles from me. And you’re just down the road between 1 mile and 3. From “I love you” to unable to stand me. What pushes men to this degree? I don’t know, but just remember me. Peace.
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