one thing i love more than getting something i’ve wanted for a long time on sale,
or meeting a fine wolf offline that had private pictures,
is getting the courage to erase irrelevant people out my life.
i went ham in my phone book and contact lists today.
it feels so good when i “delete the doofus”.
it’s like a weight is lifted off my shoulders.
the monkey on my back, probably?
well here is the thing….
i am no one’s dog nor is my life goal to be a teacher.
i should not have to teach grown ass people HOW to be friends,
all while trying to remain loyal to those who aren’t displaying such qualities.
that is not the way my life works.
i need people in my life who will appreciate me,
randomly hit me up to say hello,
shoot the shit,
and give me R E S P E C T.
if you can’t do those things then you have to go.
see ya later.
maybe i’m just use to dealing with assholes,
but it’s never hard for me to leave someone and not look back.
i don’t care how much money you have.
what you do for a living.
how fine you are.
i have left wolves with bigger titles behind because of lack of R E S P E C T.
people don’t like to know you can drop em,
when they do you wrong,
without looking back or giving a second chance.
it always explains why they come running back to me.
you will NEVER find someone like me in your life.
i say that with the HIGHEST form of confidence.
sure one or seven people may think i’m the devil.
i can’t please everyone,
but i’m not like these other ragga muffins out here.
you who is reading this right now.
stop waiting for someone that you know deep down inside has emotionally left.
you are holding onto them on your various friend lists,
watching them post pics on instagram,
online stalking their lives,
and they couldn’t careless if you were dead or alive.
they are done with you.
they DO NOT want to be your friend or your boyfriend.
you will NOT fuck them again.
let them go.
they been showed you who they were and now it’s time to believe it.
if you’re constantly doing more for someone,
and they’re not returning the favor,
then it’s time to “delete the doofus”.
but put on your biggest big boy fur and go kamikaze on that delete button.