Monday, May 9, 2016

I AM LEAVING RIGHT FUCKIN NOW!

GOOD MORNING FROM PHILADELPHIA!
After listening to TBA's Broadcast - The Bummy Hoe Syndrome! Last Night!? I am leaving out RIGHT FUCKIN NOW TO GET TO WORK! I couldn't go to sleep until 12:30am EST and I woke up at 5:30am EST! Because after listening to that broadcast it gave me WAY TOO MUCH TO THINK ABOUT AND TWICE THAT IN MOTIVATION!
And all the things he talked about simply REITERATED THINGS I HAVE SAID IN THE PAST! On both a public and personal level! Then to hear him talk about THE FACT THAT "YOU CAN'T HELP ANYBODY IF YOU CAN'T EVEN HELP YOURSELF!" in regards to group economics he made it clear and I've typed it on here and typed it on here that I used to WASTE. TIME! Trying to point out AND GET PEOPLE IN MY OWN CORNER TO UNDERSTAND "YO!? I GOTTA GET THIS SHIT DONE! C'MON! PITCH IN AND HELP OUT BUT DON'T FUCKIN COME AT ME WITH THIS BULLSHIT LIKE YOU DON'T FUCKIN KNOW THAT YOU ARE. NOT, FUCKIN, HELPING! With your daily dose of UNNECESSARY DRAMA!"

But talking to people WHO DON'T ACTUALLY HAVE ANY FUCKIN CLUE OF WHAT IT SERIOUSLY MEANS TO BE INVOLVED IN CREATING THEIR OWN FUCKIN OPPORTUNITIES!? WITH THEIR OWN TWO FUCKIN HANDS!? >_< AND NEVER, lemme type that again, NEVER. FUCKIN DID IT BEFORE!

This is PART OF THE REASON why My Mother's bizarre DISGUST WITH ME, comes out! Because she's seen that UNLIKE HER!? I DON'T NEED TO SCAM AND SCHEME AND CON AND PLOT AND ALL THAT SHIT! BECAUSE SHE'S SEEN FIRST HAND THAT I HAVE FUCKIN TALENT! 

But TALENT AIN'T THE ISSUE, IT'S ABOUT THE WILL TO TURN THAT SHIT PROFITABLE AND NOT KEEP FUCKIN AROUND WITH PEOPLE WHO'RE JUST BULLSHITTIN! AND HONESTLY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, HOW TO DO IT, WHEN TO DO WHAT AND MAYBE EVEN DON'T WANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNT ME TO SUCCEED, because for them it's all about;

Then where do I fit in if this shit works out for him.
And that seems easy to understand, BUT!?
If there is a lesson I learned it was and is the fact that people who have NEVER TASTED the kind of INCLUSIVENESS WITH FAMILY, SEE!? Just typing this is taking TOO FUCKIN LONG! Bottom line is THIS!? Noni told me while we were MARRIED that she FEARED MY SUCCESS because then she wouldn't have a PLACE WITH ME, meanwhile!?

10+ YEARS OF BEING TOGETHER, what in THEE FUCK!?

Stacey, was always TALKING A GREAT GAME, but THE REALITY WAS AND STILL IS, SHE IS RULED BY HER ENVIRONMENT! When she is over there surrounded by Her Quote/Unquote Family, LOTTA TALKING, but WAY TOO MUCH DRAMA! HOWEVER!? When she came to see ME?! ESPECIALLY THAT 2ND VISIT!
EVERYTHING CLICKED! JUST LIKE I KNEW IT WOULD, BECAUSE SHE IS DRIVEN BY WHATEVER ENVIRONMENT SHE IS AROUND AND IN!

The Downside is that this means THIS MAKES HER UNSTABLE AND SUBJECT TO CHANGE WITHOUT NOTICE!
Notice I mention the last two women in My Life and there is a REASON FOR THAT. It is because when I was with Melissa IN COLLEGE!?
I EXPERIENCED WHAT IT IS LIKE TO HAVE A WOMAN WHO GETS IT WHEN IT COMES TO BUSINESS! And when SHIT CLICKED WITH STACEY when she was here THAT SHIT WAS DIFFICULT FOR ME! BECAUSE I KNEW THERE WAS ALWAYS TIME FUCKIN CONSTRAINTS! >_< Like right now, I'M OUTTA HERE! I couldn't JUST RELAX AND ENJOY THE FACT THAT I'D FINALLY FOUND ANOTHER WOMAN WHERE!?

Things clicked when it came to business. But like I said, with all the PRESSURE I was under PSYCHOLOGICALLY, EMOTIONALLY, and THE FACT that it would ALWAYS BE TIME FOR HER TO "GO HOME"? That shit INFURIATED ME. It was like being TEASED and I talked with her about that a few times and then STOPPED TALKING ABOUT IT. Because it only riled me up even more that SHE WANTED TO DO SUBSTITUTIONS FOR THE REAL THING. LEMME GET MOVING! Bottom line is NOW THAT I'M ABLE TO FINALLY MOVE AROUND AND DO AS I WISH! I'm no longer NEEDING THAT KIND OF SUPPORT BECAUSE I CAN DO IT MYSELF! I'm not COOPED UP IN MY APARTMENT AND NOT EARNING MY OWN WAY! So I don't look for the SAME AMOUNTS OF EMOTIONAL SUPPORT OR PHYSICAL TANGIBLE SUPPORT THAT I DID BECAUSE NOW!?

I can do it Myself!
Now?
People can simply STAY IN THEIR LANES.
LEMME GET UP OUTTA HERE!
SEE YOU IN 10+ HOURS!

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