Tag Archives: my life

What can I do


See in this race to better you ain’t me. You’re desire ain’t mine. My 1st mind is devour knowledge, consume it & act with it. I’m a hustler working on getting more. I don’t want it but a bit more … Continue reading

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Starved


I’ve got a temper like a volcano.  I know that to be a absolute true.  If you don’t want to engage me after I’ve annoyed you that’s fair.  It’s your right to freeze me out.  I’m sure I’ll give you … Continue reading

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dick is a distraction


I don’t know if you heard me, Dick is a distraction whenever you get something going enter this distraction looking as tempting as that shiny red apple in the garden of Eden. You’re grinding away at work, school, home or … Continue reading

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the jig is up


see my problem is this. It’s not that I care to little but too much. I hate not seeing you and not talking to you. I know my life is complicated and not the norm but let me ask you … Continue reading

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years lost


see I’ve had this job for over 10 years. my resume reads “since my 1st work permit” but in truth since I was 3 I’ve toiled in this field. Across the board people are harder on me across the board. … Continue reading

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The sex is great, ┬ábut not really


You’re great in bed, I mean you give great head bit there is something wrong. You don’t communicate, eunouciate, or pontificate. Checking for clues from you is misleading, confusing and my own undoing. We don’t have shit in common but … Continue reading

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Tears save lives


The rules I live by. As a man 1st I can’t show any emotions outside of anger and rage. I can speak here on a page just not in my life. Life wise there are no tears allowed in my … Continue reading

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