SCC:  Floss’n in shopping malls and airports
November 3, 2013 – 4:17 am | Comments Off

Now to da bus of bullshytiness and why these peeps got to stop with da fvcking stereotyping!

A 19-year-old college student from Queens says he was handcuffed and locked in a jail cell after buying a $350 designer belt at Barneys on Madison Avenue because he is “a young black man.”

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To get to know a person’s soul is to read the words of their hands. …or to find out how crazy a motherf%$#* really is.

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You think the world is fvcked up now? Take comedy out of the mix. Then we’ll see how fvcked up things can get! So laugh b!tch.

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Too old for childish shyt
May 22, 2015 – 9:58 am | No Comment

Who would think that at my age you still have to deal with high school bullshit within a professional entity. Bullies and egos…  Damned shame.

Misplaced trust in ones self
May 10, 2015 – 9:55 am | Comments Off

I grew up in a world where trust was a matter of life or death. Put trust in the wrong people or person you could be killed. So if there was something I wasn’t prepared for by my upbringing is how to balance the hurt comes with exposing the heart and maintaining trust through the pain. Not to say that I don’t understand the relationship between joy pain happiness sadness love hate. Nor that I live in some bubble …

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Byotch
May 10, 2015 – 9:10 am | Comments Off

Damned she’s being a real bitch lately. Seriously can she give a motherfvcker a break. This shyt gotta give. Byotch be all quiet for a spell then breaks a fvcking dam.  So this is how it’s going to be?  Fine.  I already don’t like the circumstances but gotta roll with the punches and just dig in and prepare for long year with this shyt. Damned MN! (sigh)

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Time in the fog
May 10, 2015 – 8:59 am | Comments Off

The fog clears every now and then.
I’m hurt. I’m in pain. I’m tormented.  I’m angry. I’m jealous. I’m sad. Yet I’m thankful.
I love. I care. But I’m not the person I once was nor the person I will become. Life is like that.
I want to smile more. There’s not much smile water in the well.
The past year has torn at my flesh. Tortured my soul. Has left me battered and bruised. Yet I still try …

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Bottles.
May 9, 2015 – 9:46 am | Comments Off

Containers. Hermetically sealed. Crated and stored. Deep and dark. Pushed aside and forgotten, yet fermented and smelly. Their presence is known from the ill effects of their reality.
I'm sad. I've changed. Distant. Non-trusting. Captured in my own reality.
TWC is on and the communication has been flowing. Time is not mine. I am once again in this world. Almost two years. Time flies when there is no time for self. The job becomes reality. The …

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The hands of fate
April 29, 2015 – 3:47 am | Comments Off

Can’t say I’m not a little disappointed. But life is what it is and the hand of fate has dealt the cards.  No dopey challenge for me in 16. 
yet I waited so long for this day. Struggled with the funds to make sure credit card could take the fee. Despite my somber mood I actually was getting excited about the possibility.
After a late night digging through emotions an early long morning dealing with emotions work that intercedes at …

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Spoke too soon…
March 25, 2015 – 9:02 am | Comments Off

Queue the weather channel 60 reports of hail across the heartland yesterday and damaging winds in southern Cali overnight.
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The mysterious ‘hits’ just keep coming
March 25, 2015 – 8:03 am | Comments Off

A motherfucker can't get a break. Was that fender like that? I don't know.
 
At least it's getting so out of hand now that all you can do is laugh. Between oversized headstones to untraditional burials. It's just all crazy funny. You either laugh or cry at this point.
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iD
March 21, 2015 – 2:01 pm | Comments Off

I continue to grow distance direct factual yet warm frighten and fearful for my soul and humanity.
The lessons that I’m learning through this difficult journey as I attempt to be the anchor for so many other’s mentality emotions and stability is ultimate selfishness. 

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Sweet bitter resentment
February 20, 2015 – 3:31 am | Comments Off

My mom will be happqtosce her/them. Itn trying to focus on the benefits without thinking of the added stress this may bring fm stressed enough without the extra My mom has finally been unloading her stress and moving forward Progress now there will be censorship Not something I want for my mom right now Especially since she's been Unloading She didn't ask how this would impact anything she doesn't know what's going on the basins we're attempting to …

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SCREAM
January 6, 2015 – 10:41 pm | Comments Off

SCREAM!

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…Work, personal, family. Then there’s me.
October 14, 2014 – 9:31 am | Comments Off

There’s a three prong fight everyday. I can almost judge that when one goes astray they all will call out of balance quickly. 
Started this weekend with work. Today I’ve been reprimanded for my actions. Put something in writing, despite my intentions to do the right thing. Despite the fact without my contribution requesting a review of the situation without weighing in just presenting the facts I’ve become the one that should have known better.
Last night is a …

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da motherfvcker beliving inside
October 6, 2014 – 2:51 pm | Comments Off

since i have this rare opportunity and a few moments, yesterday while tranversing strange streets the thought flashed through my mind the air of confidence that i give off. an air of arrogance. i belong. don’t fvck with me, yet while maintaining a calm presence in order not to frighten me caucasian cousins.

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