I’m tired of fickle friendships.
I don’t identify with my generation. I’m not looking for WiFi love. I don’t want any available connection. I actually like real relationships but to find that in my age bracket seems nearly impossible. I’m kind of giving up.
(Flatlined at WiFi love. RIP Brklynbreed)
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I Wonder
I wonder if she notices me like I notice her. I wonder if she thinks of me like I think of her. Shit I bet she don’t even know my name. If she ever wondered it’s because I’m not a familiar face. I stick out in that particular crowd like a person in church wearing plain clothes on Easter Sunday. I’m too shy to introduce myself so when I see her I gravitate to the area she’s in. I stare at her until she feels my eyes upon her and looks up, then I look away. When I finally think of something clever to say she’s surrounded by her girlfriends who see me as a predator coming to prey. Thoughts of not being good enough cause I live on the opposite side of town, and if I mustered up the courage to approach her could I put my guard down? Knowing where I’m coming from and knowing where she’s going makes me not want to try. While her puzzle is put together mine is missing a few pieces I’m in no rush to find.
Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.
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Never waste your time trying to explain who you are to people who are committed to misunderstanding you.
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