Coffee thoughts
I thought I didn't have anything to say but that's a lie
You see, here we'd are say 2 of July in the year of 2019 and I am like what the perpetual fuck??? Is it so hard to find a decent man out here in these streets? For the life of me and about to be the death of me I am like sir, Sirs- can we talk?
For instance, I have dabbled here and there on this dating app as to put myself out there. As out there as I'm Going to be since I Am Done with the loud young clubs, blind dating, set ups, unrequited loves lost, married men, unsure of their sexual preference boys and the likes of the sort.
The truth is I'm just a simple woman. Who wants love. Period. I'm not asking for anything more than I care to give but then again what am
I willing to give? That's thought for another day
Anywho
I'm on this dating app trying to meet sane men. Apparently, this is the akin to the quest for the lost city of Atlantis or big foot (hey- maybe all the good men are in Atlantis? )
The randomness of the responses to my profile range from you too beautiful to not have a man hidden somewhere (thanks?) to I find you look just like my sister and that turns me on truly (no thank you).
And I am trying to figure out if this is what is left out there in the world.
Are these the 'lines' that are doing it for the ladies out there?
Are these the actual lines and intentions of Men that are attracting the coupling?
Lawd-- if those are the words that are supposed to be doing it [whatever it it] then I am not the one for it.
Keep me out of it
Keep it away from me
Like, No for real.
Men out here cannot be saying this reckless shit and expecting seriousness of the responses, like really?
I'm at a loss.
And I lost at this Game of Love thing...
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Born and raised in the South Bronx, New York (USA) I figured some thoughts, words, and musings of me would be entertaining- particularly because I say what I mean and of course I mean what I say. Yes, I am an educated African-American woman. Yes, I am a poet. Yes, I am emotional. Yes, I am strong. Yes, I am opinionated. Yes, I am single. Yes I am an avid drinker of coffee. Yes I am in constant struggle- oh and I can not spell, so don't judge [ok maybe a bit] Don't be scared, just be willing
Showing posts with label enemy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label enemy. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 02, 2019
Tuesday, August 01, 2017
Are you kidding
This Presidency is a mockery of justice and equity and all the progress that has been made thru the years. Because with the craziness of the world we need this too? Absurdity at it's core. This administration needs to focus on it's efforts of progressing the nation as a whole.
Pray for us.
that's all...
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
Fwd: this pic
This pic is basically
my work partnership or affiliation
with my boss
we are working on strategic planning
and apparently intently thinking about the issue
collaborative working at its best
(I probably was thinking when are they going to open the bar for the open bar)
but I digress...
Thursday, February 04, 2016
Friday, September 11, 2015
coffee thought ...
Thinking about numbers in life- today being 9/11 and all.
This number is etched permanently in my brain-
just like some of the other numbers of importance in my life:
5/23
16
4/08
1/13
8/25
4/05
10/23
3
0
These numbers do not mean anything to most people
but have very significant meanings to me.
But back to the original number I am mentioning today-
many years ago
people's lives were changed drastically on this date.
Everyone remembers where they were
and what they were doing
and who they were living with
and who they were loving with
and when the Towers fell
everyone remembered how they were getting home
and who they were looking for
and what emotions were being felt
and who was missing
and who was never found
and what was never said
and many things like that.
Many people made dramatic choices as a result of that day-
there were a few weddings and life changing plans because of it all--
and this is not to say that these events would not have eventually happened-
it is just that when you see destruction and tragedy at hand
one tends to revis their own mortality and place in the world.
So with all that being said...
What have we accomplished since then?
Individually
and as a whole nation
what has been done to uplift and advance this society?
What have we done to bring us all together
in a way that was prevalent that day
(and yes people tend to bond over tragedies...
and there were a fair few directives and initiatives made
and some resolute actions are decided on
because of the emotions of the time...)
What have we gained since then?
Not only physically
but spiritually and emotionally
and just what are we doing?
As a whole, I have no clue anymore
I used to have a fuller broader and wider breath of emotions to spare for the world
for all humanity
however when I have nothing left for me
I have nothing left to give.
All those number mean something to me.
Important.
Of Importance.
but what do they add up to?
that's all...
Tuesday, August 04, 2015
you sound stupid....
I
am
so
sick and tired of folks
and
their dumbass attempts
at news
on the backs of really
culturally
APPROPRIATING BLACK PEOPLE
and their accomplishments
or hairstyles
or features
or music
or anything for that matter
and calling it theirs
and
profiting
and everything
just stop.
Thanks,
Management
Thursday, August 07, 2014
It's must be the way things are
Because I was speaking to a very intelligent friend of mine who happens to have some dating debacles of her own- but one common theme is that these men (when they do get up the courage to ask ya out or be out with ya) they want to turn all possessive on you like Daffy Duck and his 'mine mine mine' scenario. They want to wife you and make ya barefoot and pregnant within 3.8 seconds of meeting you.
And have the nerve to vocalize that complete with crazy stares and crazy creepy behavior. And while being a wife (yikes) and being a mother (double yikes) is something I want (one day) DUDE- can you not come on all crazy in the immediate meeting of you- I mean I appreciate your honesty but damn.
And this is why I am single-- cause settling for bullshit because society says I should (and crazy bullshit at that) ain't for me.
that's all...
Sunday, July 06, 2014
What is really ridiculous
What is really ridiculous
is the actions of my family
and the unmitigated gall
they have for their actions.
So bro #1 didn't show up to to help me move.
He blatantly didn't show up.
Ignored the calls/ email / text and voicemail.
And didn't call to say nothing for a week.
Really.
Like that's OK.
Really I don't ask for nothing from them.
I don't trouble them for anything
(and get called on it)
yet when I talk about this move
and schedule time
and inform people etc
this is who you are.
I see you.
I acknowledge you.
Now watch my reaction to you.
Done.
Sunday, December 08, 2013
Coffee thought ...
With friends like that...
What makes you a friend to me?
What makes you think that it is OK to be intentionally cruel and malicious with my feelings, friend? Where it is OK to just taunt and create an entirely uncomfortable place for me, friend?
That is not something friends do.
At. All.
wait... some friends do that- but I am clear it is from a place of good fun and genuineness and not on some cruel intentions bit...
There is no good reason for any of all that.
So, with that said I need to truly reassess who I call my friends
I need to reassess who I trust.
I need to reassess...
What makes you a friend to me?
What makes you think that it is OK to be intentionally cruel and malicious with my feelings, friend? Where it is OK to just taunt and create an entirely uncomfortable place for me, friend?
That is not something friends do.
At. All.
wait... some friends do that- but I am clear it is from a place of good fun and genuineness and not on some cruel intentions bit...
There is no good reason for any of all that.
So, with that said I need to truly reassess who I call my friends
I need to reassess who I trust.
I need to reassess...
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