i couldn’t sleep again,
so i read over that “anti white” email conversation again.
“wtf” is all i could say to myself.
from the start and the end,
it was all very insulting and showed so much ignorance.
i remember when he use to comment on the foxhole…
lets say you are talkin’ to a dude.
he identifies as “straight”.
lets say he…
okay wait this is what happened and i need the foxhole’s opinion…
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ive been noticing these people ain’t loyal these days.
people are so quick to jump ship at the slightest things.
where is the fight?
the “stand by their side“?
“…because it feels real good when somebodys got ya back” – aaliyah.
is everyone pretty much replaceable nowadays?
this situation with apple this week was an eye opener…
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so last night,
i talking to my straight wolf friend about life and the bullshit in mine.
i was telling him about people who hurt you but end up getting farther in life.
why does this happen?
is this god with a sense of humor?
well he told me that shit like that is just life.
some bad people go to higher places and good people are left confused.
during the convo,
he reminded me of something i taught him when he was going through it with his ex-chick.
something i call,
“put it all on the table”.
something he lives by and never forgot.
its funny how people have to remind you how good you are.
i’m passing it on to the foxhole today.
this will be fun!
come to the front of the class…
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at fuckin’ last.
you finally met “him”.
not just any “him”,
but the one you were lookin’ for.
i’m also hearing “him” is a baller too.
well good job!
life can suddenly make sense when you meet “him”.
it can make every day feel like a disney movie.
the suns shines extra bright.
whistlin’ dixie in the streets.
random animals singing inspirational love songs
for some of us,
we get so involved in “him”,
that we slowly start to become “him”.
everything starts to take a back seat including people you knew.
i never understood why some people let “him” take over their lives.
especially if “him” makes you change who you are.
or is this always who you were?
people talk all this tough shit about not gettin’ whupped,
but as soon as some new dick cums in their life,
they like casper the friendly ghost on ya ass?
where are ya?
i don’t see ya no mo.
i had to wonder…
Why do we get so bussy whipped?