Tag: hurt
CTRL-ALT-REJECT
rejection is like the “don’t ask; don’t tell” policy.
the world will have you believing people have never gotten rejected.
they always get the guy… or girl.
they are masters of this thing called the love universe.
i’m here to tell you that is complete bullshit.
everyone at one point in their life has gotten rejected.
it can be a blow to the ego because in life we are told we can get anything we want.
“go after it and it is yours!”.
the ol team spirit routine!
sure that can happen with material things and a lifestyle,
but when it comes to another human with conflicting emotions as yourself,
that rule completely goes out the window.
i was thinking about rejection today and i had to ask…
Why does rejection fuckin’ hurt so bad?
Miguel Spins Right Off Stage
a little bit of funny that an f-bi sent me…
“Giving A Fuck” Is Actually Fucking You Good and Hard.
when did you stop giving a fuck?
how many times were you hurt,
betrayed,
or even frustrated to stop caring about people’s feelings?
is it something you learned from an early age?
or, is it something you got over time?
not giving a fuck is not hurting people for no reason.
it also doesn’t mean going out and having raw sex.
it just means that you don’t give a fuck about stupid shit.
you are in full control of yourself and your emotions.
plus, you say what you need to say without regret.
the world can be a cruel place.
it can feel like a death trap when you are loyal and follow the rules.
as much as you try to be the “best” you can be,
other people who aren’t giving no even half a fuck are making it.
they are the ones with the careers,
everyone at their whim,
and life is a happier place.
they don’t look at other people because they are the only ones who matter.
they are going through life with no fucks and actually making great strides.
yet, you are where you are.
giving a fuck.
so i had to ask…
How many fucks do you give?
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Monstrous Balls
i had an interesting conversation with my cousin hybrid today.
i’m telling you,
when we get together: epic.
we go IN and i wanted to share a little what we were talking about.
i have been talking in emails with a young cub who ONLY likes down low wolves.
he says that people make him feel bad for his choice….
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i will say it before and i will say it again.
people in this lifestyle can be bullies to one another.
we like abuse.
not the abuse of a plump pipe beating up butt cheeks or the back of our throats.
but the abuse of our opinions and choices in dating, even fucking.
it can be a wear and tear on the self esteem, to be honest.
one that leaves you feeling like you went 20 rounds in the ring and ending in a “tie“.
bad enough straights do it to us every chance they get.
are we too hard on each other?
or, is this just the way “love” goes?
i had to ask…
Can we all just get along?
He Slapped And Pulled Me By My Hair Into The Hallway
omg.
i am so shaken up right.
i can’t even think straight.
i’m mad.
i’m sad.
i want to cry.
i want to beat this nigga’s ass.
i want to call the police.
i want to do nothing.
i’m confused…
i don’t even get it…
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Today Is The Day Star Fox Called Me In Tears
2012 seems like a tough year for everyone.
I thought it was just me going through the fire.
Shit, at this point I could as well take my clothes off and two step within the flames.
But, it seems that everyone I know is dealing with some issue or another.
Whether it is losing jobs, ending of careers, money issues, love drama, or just finding themselves…
2012 is one for the record books.
I started to wonder if those who are really strong to us that we look up too,
will they admit that they break during the hard times?
I mean, you know I don’t give a damn about telling anyone I’m going through it.
I cry about it, pray about it, and then write about it.
But, who do the strong cry too when they are weakened?
Or, do they even cry at all?
Shit, am I just an emotional bitch?
I had to ask…
Do big boys really cry?
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