there are two roles you can be known for in life.

the nice guy
the (he)bitch

the first one is known for his clean reputation.
he says “please”,
“thank you”,
and “excuse me”.
he doesn’t believe in “wrong doing” because he does no wrong.
he is safe and pretty boring.
the he-bitch is more exciting.
he doesn’t give a fuck and says what he feels.
he has made a lot of mistakes and will continue too.
for whatever reason,
he also gets the a ton of sex.
he also won’t be faithful and will steal your credit card.
two polar opposites,
but this is about the “(he)bitch”.
people are attracted to the wolf,
or even the fox,
with a bit of an edge.
an obvious wild side.
even though we think being bad will black list us,
or make people show us no respect,
it seems to be the opposite.
the polar opposite.
the world has changed.
(he)bitch is in and the ratchet wins.
i had to wonder…

Is it better to choose being the (he)bitch?
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sometimes i wonder if its obvious when its time to move forward in life.
like are there any signs?
does god ring a bell that only you hear?
do you have to hear that you’re good enough before hand?
i see so many people getting stuck.
working these dead ends jobs until they can’t do it anymore.
watching their dreams pass them by with every punch in/punch out.
all they do is complain about their shit head boss and full of shit co workers.
it scares me.
being that person scares the fuck out of me.
can i be real with the foxhole tonight…
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i just had a long talk with star fox’s mom.
i really appreciate that she still catches up with me.
she is currently suffering with a bad leg.
i was telling her about my job and how stuck i felt.
how i got an email from the recruiter yesterday,
but when i asked if we could interview after i get off work,
she told me she leaves every day at 330pm.
i could take the day off to go in,
but realistically that this is a temp agency.
she would have to find me jobs that i would have to interview for.
i would still have to take a ton of days off until i find the perfect job.
i let her know how my department is being run by clowns.
how much they don’t like me,
but have to deal with me since i do a better job than them all.
how i want to really say “fuck these jobs mang” all together.
i want to be my own boss and have my own rules.
i was frustrated and needed to vent all this word vomit out of me.
suddenly i felt the needed to turn it all around and say the following…
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the almighty co-sign of your life.
the one important thing people forget when trying to move up any ladder.
it’s when someone,
someone who has pull,
puts a stamp of approval on your existence.

“hire him”
“this place won’t run smooth without him”
“ain’t never met a person like him”

they are your reference for another job.
your entrance your career.
the person who will tell everyone you are the next big thing.
yes.
its like having your very own black card.
the virus scanner who runs in the background of your life.
so i had to ask…

Who is your co-sign?
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everyone has been rejected once,
twice,
maybe even three times.
life comes with many forms of rejection.
that job we want that they give someone less qualified.
the love we want from our parents only to be given to the “bad” sibling.
and then there is the rejection that comes with dating.
that ones seems like the worse one of them all.
many online communities dedicated to low self worth over being turned down.
its usually not just anyone.
its that “guy”.
that “wolf”.
the one that was “perfect”.
rejection does sting and you can’t deny it doesn’t.
so i had to wonder…

Why is rejection worse when its someone we actually like?
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can you really forgive someone?

one question i don’t think that we really ask ourselves.
people come into our lives and they are not always…
nice.
they come off as the perfect “insert role here”,
but manage to show their asses down the line.
maybe it was you?
well i have learned something about forgiving an asshole…
Continue reading “I Forgive Your Stupid Ass” →