so it finally happened.
the folks around chris brown seem to be fed up.
so much so,
most of them have collectively gone to billboard magazine.
billboard released a damn tell all article that started off like this…
you need to be burned so you can wake up.
so you can stop trusting so fast.
pineapples wanna stick my for my cream and it ain’t a dream,
things ain’t always what it seem
it’s the ones that smoke blunts witcha,
see your picture
now they wanna grab the guns and come and getcha” – notorious big, warning
it’s like you can’t let anyone in your life anymore in 2016.
the more you show these pineapples an ounce of kindness,
the more they want to sink their claws deeper into your back.
you do things with’em,
hang out with’em,
and start to share your life story with’em.
that’s what you call’em.
until they bite you and the wound is pretty deep.
now you asking yourself:
How did this happen?
you decided to see the good in them and ignore the truth.
the signs were there,
but sometimes we are so desperate for companionship that we miss them.
the crazy part is,
once you defend yourself,
they can’t take it.
so they go and bad mouth you to anyone with an ear.
what happens when other animals believe them?
How do you handle the betrayal?
its mad awkward now.
i try not to look in his direction.
he definitely ain’t looking in mine.
this is when i physcially see him.
before he would make his presence known to me.
its like he has found new ways to maneuver around the building.
when we i do see him,
he always looks mad.
i can’t help that i’m being punished for something stupid…
so last night,
i didn’t cancel plans with work wolf.
he was pretty excited about it.
i couldn’t end it.
i woke up with “friend zone” for work wolf.
i felt better keeping my mind fixated on him being in “that place”.
so he wanted to just walk around the city and talk.