After much sleep and deliberation I’ve come to the conclusion that a man can’t and shouldn’t run from every situation because it’s the easy thing to do. I’m realizing the rules I once thought were set for men aren’t solid, they’re fluid and change by circumstance. Doing what’s hard and learning from doing so is becoming of me. When you make a bed, lay in the mfkr. Now when reasonable doubt appears, it’s up to a man’s discernment to get out of that bed and push on. When a strong woman wants to be by your side through thick and thin, consider the whole circumstance before ditching when times are rough. It’s easier to run than stand tall. It’s safe to say I’ve met my match but as a man, I’m realizing that contemplation is necessary and so is space. Don’t let it all go to waste. Think smart and also think for yourself. This shxt is bread and butter.

No Name 2

It’s critical how political society can be. So opinionated that literally everything can be taken out of context and I get clipped with a subliminal. Misunderstanding upon misunderstanding, I am tired of being misunderstood. A lil bit of help is different from a lot. Specifically not being specific but I am sick of the random response.

No Name

Never been the same since the day they left me, been tested every day since, I think it’d be possible to die from all this stressing. Never been a mother’s favorite since the day I laughed at the jokes from the devil in its eyes. Cursed and traumatized watching all this trauma exercised. As much as I could do I can never seem to change the flow of ending in the same tragedies, repeated patterns of chaotic disasters. Relationships ending in bittersweet laughter. Never would I find someone like you or someone unlike you…