they do something.
you get hurt.
you get mad.
you tell them about it.
they say they’re sorry.
they act like they understand.
they do the same shit over again.
you black tf out.
they argue back.
they say they’re sorry again.
they act like they’ve changed for the second.
they do the same shit again.

you know this scenario because i do.
you could have even been respectful af about it.
it’s the same end result each and every ti,e.
listen,
i’ve been there and i’m here to font you…

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thank God for the folks in my life.
the true ones.
i can say i came up in the friends department.
they say you can only get about 2 good friends,
but between the folks I personally know,
and the ones from the foxhole,
I can honest say I am pretty blessed.
lately…

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i randomly thought about nicki minaj brother,
jelani maraj,
when i woke up.
darren sharper too.
no,
i am not desperate or going crazy.
i was thinking about how stress will legit transform your bawdy.
those two have everything to be stressed about…

and it did the same to me…

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you want to know if someone(s) gives a fuck about you?
the ones you might be calling a “friend”.
the ones who you think want to be “more than friends”.
i know for some of you,
your social media lives mean everything to you.
well,
this is a tried and true test to see where you stand.
ready for it?…

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i use to want “something” so bad.
i don’t know how to define that “something” for the foxhole.

love?
loyalty?
friendship?
trust?
family?

it was all of those things actually.
whatever it was,
i wanted to be filled with it.
i was putting everyone before me.
it was very unhealthy.
well my heart was finally broken in 2016.
ironically,
i am grateful it finally did.
things have changed.
i said to myself today…

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mi reminds me of porsha williams.
one of the reasons i can’t stand her on rhoa.
they get by on good looks and sob stories,
but underneath is a violent she-jackal who attacks on emotions.
too bad for mi that once the bridge is burned with me,
it’s pretty hard to cross back over.
at work today,
i was dealing with an important call when my phone started to ring.
no sooner did i decline the call,
it rang again.
decline.
it rung a third time.
okay wtf…

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