Friends...How Many Of Us Have Them?

Yeah I'm about to take some of yall to church.

So these people...always around when the drama begins but always gone
when she gets real. When shit gets hectic and you need to lean. Always
there for the good life, spending cash, tossing back head in laughter.

You have any?
Don't know yet huh?

She's the friend that always say they were thinking about you but never
seems to call or come through. Yet let you mention something they like
such a a free party... o shit now yall in there!

He's the friend that's always around when the nigga aint acting right
and it seems like he has a shot. But let you find a new man...he ghost
out this bitch.

Yeah the chick that always got something to complain about yet aint
doing a damn thing to change the scenery and even when handed the
tools...some kinda excuse pops up and it never gets done

Or that dude that's always broke yet always asking for something from
you never giving you a chance to offer anything to them. Always wishing
for handouts yet aint bringing shit to the table.

The know it all speak it all one. Knows everything and anything yet
don't know how to mind they fucking biz nd be on they own asses about
shit gone wrong in they life. How the fuck you know everything and you
still miserable?

Let talk about the uppity one. You know...knew her from when she/he was
nothing...they found out some new clothes and daily grooming actually
gets them attention and now they "gotta stay on they game because caught
slipping is not an option". They pass judgement on those around them as
if they are Gods. Its a shame what taking off some braces will do to
someone ego.

You have these friends?

Why?

Like seriously if they are such problems in your life why would you want
someone so negative to be around you and plague your everyday living?

Ok granted you knew the person before they became who they are today but
does that give them a right to act or be that way? Have you told them
about themselves at all? Do you think you speaking on things will
promote a form of change?

Try it.

Something Personal

Confession:

Many of you that do know me know I'm something like a prude.
Yes I'm a prude.
Yo don't get me wrong I'll knock ya block off and give you the ride of
ya life when I decide that I'm comfy enough to open my legs to you but
there's something that comes with that.

My heart.

See I don't separate sex from emotions because I feel that having sex is
a very intimate act and very serious way of getting to know someone. I
don't use sex as a stress reliever nor something to pass away the time
because I'm bored we horny and our privates should gyrate.

No I don't have serious sex precalculated sex...it keep it fun and love
the act of making babies...just not with anyone just because my twat got
moist.

Yeah ok so many claim: Oh ya pussy must be dry then because of ya lack
of sex.

Haha.

It is in your eyes and in my eyes I'm not a hot topic amongst multiple
people at a random gathering. Or when someone mention my name I'm not
described by my body parts and fuck faces.

There's another reason I am the way I am.

My mother.
She was nasty. A new dude almost every 2 weeks pounding away at her
daily and loud as shit as me and my little sis slept a room away.
Imagine hearing that every night at the age of 11...and wishing just for
some sleep. How could she? Knowing she had children in the next room be
so rude and disgusting showing no form of respect for her flesh and
blood all for 3 40onuces dick and some pocket money?

How could sex run your life so much that you need it?
Get grumpy and upset without because you haven't been fucked?

Now yes I have friends that require sex more often than most and I
understand their need as long as it doesn't effect someone else
I don't give a hot shit.
But...when you disturb others with your nasty ways (not saying yall all
nasty but you get it) enough is enough.

I swore I would never be like my mother...so in many ways yes I'm
emotionally and phytologically scared into not having sex.

Sue me I guess.

But I'm not going to always be like this and I'm sure that when I offer
myself to someone...it will be one awesome night...and I'll be able to
remember more than how good they fuck...

And It's All Because Of You

Its been 2 months.

2 months since I first saw your huge pretty smile and felt one of the
best hugs of my life.
2 months and when I'm around you I feel like I've known you for years.
We laugh at everything. I love your free spirit and boundless energy.
You enjoy the simple things which I love because its so hard to find
someone like that. Your beautiful inside and out. Your skin seems to
capture the sunrays and display them in a wonderful dark hue that others
would kill to have...hell I'm jealous I'm not that sexy chocolate
color.

In all...

I enjoy you.

I know I'm not vocal when it comes to how I feel about you but honestly
that's because I'm a little scared to throw myself out there due to my
horrid past and plus you just became single again so I know having
someone in ya face about things like this can be such a hassle.

But...I've been thinking lately...

Me playing distant still brings me closer. I still wanna be closer. I
dunno you just smell so good though :( lol. I talk about you with a
smile on my face, I wanna sit home and make you all the good brownies in
the world and just hope...

That you like me as much as I like you.

*sigh*

There's my other confession.

I blame the rain :/

A note for you

Excuse me.

This is a phrase that has been forgotten by mankind. It isn't uttered
when stepping onto a crowded train. It isn't expressed after someone
knocks you out the way to get by.

To hear the words excuse me come from a New Yorker would be like
receiving news that the Knicks aren't so bad and that they made the
second round playoffs.

Its pretty sad watching adults basically run over an old man just to
squeeze into this tiny pocket of air left on a overly crowded 6
train...knowing another will follow in about 7 mins.

Its sad when you watch children disrespect adults by running past them
slapping people with a book bag that's in hand flapping in the wind.

What ever happened to manners?

Serious it makes no sense when people find me to be one of the most
polite people they have met in years. And hell yall know I have the
mouth of a truck driver. But its crazy how far a "thankyou" and "excuse
me" can go.

Try it.