lustin after a chick simply coz she looked like a chick u used to fuk with?
She was a cock-eyed chubby cheeked version of Nas and My Ex the mean ass Aquarian. I kissed her but the attraction wasn’t there . Or maybe she just can’t kiss. I don’t really know.
I guess I’m disappointed with the hand that life has dealt. I know I’m a tad ungrateful and it could just be because I haven’t found fulfillment in life. Women can’t provide it nor money. Even though I’m trying my hand at just working hard and getting money I know that my second nature isn’t driven by Greed. So where am I to find this fulfillment? Perhaps the newly opened schedule on Friday means I should be in the back pew of somebody’s church praying for an entrance ramp on the highway to heaven. It’s like I’ve strayed so far that I don’t even know how to get back to where I once was. I’m getting colder n colder n cold from having the world on my shoulders. It’s times like this when I miss Tamica. But I remember how snide she can be and the moment is fleeting.
Lately I’ve been feeling like I want to pack up and run away. Literally disappear off the face of the earth. Run to a place where no-one knows my name. Life isn’t essentially stressful for me. It’s just that sometimes you get tired of so many people calling your name. So many people wanting something from you when all you want to do is live your life in peace. Then whenever I contemplate starting a whole new life elsewhere, I have to wonder if it’ll be a repeat of my old life. I mean that would entirely defeat the purpose of running away to begin with. I’m not attention hungry nor do I starve for the spotlight. However I possess exceptional qualities that often catapult me into the limelight. Be it amongst my peers or at my place of business, I’m always the main focus. I know these statements seem narcissistic but they’re not because at the end of the day, I’d just like to be Meshia.