sometimes when things happen,
or don’t happen,
you have to thank god for bringing you a closure.
first of all i need to apologize to the foxhole.
i could have listened.
that work crush ain’t a crush no mo…
i wasn’t involved.
liar liar was tho.
it seems that work crush has a big mouth.
he gossips just like a vixen.
well he told a few people about liar liar and him messing around.
now i found out being nosy in her convo.
she was real tite when word got back to her.
their little situationship was supposed to be a secret.
she doesn’t know if the mail room manager found out,
but i never seen her so shook.
this whole “high school/work situation” woke me up.
who the fuck was i really crushin’ on?
i don’t fuck around with wolves like this at all.
they are a liability.
he proved himself to be messy today.
what if i was stupid and let this wolf in my crib?
what if i let him smash “if’ he got down?
i think it would be a lot of mess.
i mean we will still be cool,
but i don’t like a blabber mouth.
i am going back to when i was all about baller wolves.
hell wolves who are on my level or higher.
ones who have something to lose just as much as i do.
my cousin hybrid was telling me about the two wolves he is dating.
a marketing manager and a district manager for couple stores.
they are sprung off him,
aren’t stingy with the dollahs,
and they both push him to do more with his career.
it made me take a long hard look at myself.
i use to date that.
i have fallen off from what i truly desire.
i let desperation take the wheel instead of jesus.
lowkey: he got real lame with this situation.
can i even trust his “keep this between us”?