“i played with my heart.
got lost in my games.
ooh baby baby…”
i seriously had to ask myself,
“so add another one to the list?”
all of the mistakes i have made in the past doing “this”,
i go and bump my head and did it again last week.
i see now how i fall in the trap.
he was fine.
no, he was fuckin’ gorgeous.
alas, he ends up being a question mark.
i found my answer…
it doesn’t always involve certain fridays that land on the 13th.
walking under a ladder may not cause you harm.
or, a black cat crossing your path would not allow sudden danger.
your attitude can create your bad luck without you even realizing it.
sadly, it can be rubbed off on other people.
so are you suppose to be positive all the time to avoid such plight?
are you suppose to praise the almighty jesus to avoid it?
or, realistically, are just some people magnets for bad luck?
i started to wonder…
Are you a walking ball of “Friday The 13th“?
So I went to pick up a few things at Path Mark the other night
and for whatever reason,
the lines were in the aisles.
I was tite as hell because I wanted to get in and out.
I threw the things I had ontop of the cantaloupes and stormed out …
… when I saw him.