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“Give Me Attention!” says The Dumb Ass.

everyone one of us loves attention in some way.
no one wants to feel un-wanted.
when you are in the spotlight,
or that someone you are really feeling is feeling you back,
it can be one of the most exhilarating feelings.
you can do and accomplish anything.
it gives you an extra pep in your step.
sadly when that attention is taken away,
or not returned in a way you want,
it can bring out people’s worst insecurities.
in this new age of taking a snap shot/video of everything,
we can get quick attention at a snap of a finger.
too bad its only fleeting.
we have to constantly seek validation from empty sources.
so even tho we know this…

Why do we still search for attention?

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The Sweetness At The Bottom of Depression

i only left my crib to go get a haircut and do laundry.
if i could have,
i would have spent the entire weekend in my cave.
lights off.
phone off.
“leave me alone”.
i have cried,
prayed,
and slept.
not entirely in that order.
have you ever been so depressed that you didn’t know what to do?
like if your life ended at that moment,
you might actually do a cart wheel into the light.
well thats how i felt all week.
i felt like a keyshia cole album.
last week was bad.
pretty bad.
i was/am/kinda/i dunno low-key depressed…
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The Texts That Stopped The World

my boss was in meetings all day.
my liar liar was not in the office.
my mind was somewhere else today.
i felt sad or something.
its the process…
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Broke

i broke ( x my path ).
i ended up…
releasing…
and exploded all over myself earlier.
i feel so disappointed with myself foxhole.
i was really trying hard to focus.
ugh.
i will say i was so spiritually connected tho.
i’m going to try again starting tomorrow for monday.

Hooked, Lined, and Crushed

god has a funny sense of humor.
he can also be SUCCCCHHH an asshole as well.
god,
the universe,
or whatever you believe in.
“your prototype” will be placed in your life.
your “straight” prototype.
well maybe.
he hooked,
lined,
and reeled you in with “something”.
its not like we have a lot of choices within this world.
this life we live isn’t exactly a dating mecca.
we aren’t vixens where they can get it easier.
we have to cross our fingers on hook ups and fast life styles.
ultimately between the random booty calls,
this “prototype” still has a special place in your heart.
even if you only see him for a few seconds,
it feels like a million moments.
yes my friend.
you crushed with your emotions.
the most dangerous way to “crush”.
i had to wonder…