Tag: star fox
Maybe I Shouldn’t Have Answered The Phone? (Yeah But I Did Tho)
somewhere between deciding if i should watch scandal or glee first,
since everyone was crying over the latter,
i got a phone call from someone i didn’t think i would hear from again last night.
it was star fox.
a look of pure shock landed on my face.
i was hoping i’d answer the phone,
proceed to cuss him the fuck out,
and then wait for the logic explanation.
spy?
witness protection?
bet?
i know that wasn’t gonna happen because unless he knows a good plastic surgeon,
that was him we buried a couple months ago.
when i answered,
it was mama fox.
she was crying.
“omg are you okay?” i asked.
“no.
no i’m not.” she responded.
“whats going on?” i asked.
maybe i shouldn’t have asked that…
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Do You Still Like Me Now? (My Broken Piece)
i always liked this beyonce song,
“save the hero”.
i think i mentioned that before.
the lyrics are a true testimony of my life.
you know the person who is always there for others,
acts like the super hero,
goes above and beyond to make sure they are okay,
keeps a great reputation,
but when the super hero goes home and takes their mask off…
who saves them?
i had someone who use to save me.
someone i felt comfortable to talk to and share myself with.
he has passed on and it has left me a complete mess.
my life is a fuckin mess.
do you still like me now?
i know people like living in a fantasy of others these days.
at least i have the balls to admit it.
a long piece ahead…
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I Got More Where That Came From (IDGAF)
“well you should at least be somewhat over it by now.”
say the fuck what?
when i say i cussed my “friend” the fuck out last night?
all while listening to “take me to the king” on repeat.
he had to hang up the phone on me.
i called back and it went to voice mail.
shiiiiiit….
Get The Fuck Out My Entire Face.
you ever just look in your contact list
and realized half the people don’t really know you?
i mean like 4real 4real…
you may know a lot of people,
but you only have a few that actually know you.
know the inner workings of you.
the things that make you hurt.
cry.
feel sensitive.
we all have that person(s).
someone we can run to so we don’t feel judged.
someone who we strip naked with and just look at bare as possible.
i miss mine…
Move It, Lose It, Or Just Fuckin’ Die.
i went over to mr. big wolf’s apartment friday.
star fox’s ex.
he picked me up and got some food.
i needed someone to talk too.
i didn’t clean myself out because no sex would be happening.
well i hoped not anyway….
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