Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Dissipate the Stink
........OK.....
I can admit when I have been greedy...held onto something that has long since passed it's expiration date...
What expiration date?
The invisible date I stamp on someones forehead when I meet them.
Like...
Brooklyn was only suppose to be a 3 month summer fling... he's still calling me a year later.
BowieMD was only suppose to be that one trip...he's coming up here this week, GOOD thing I will be in Atlanta.
JerseyJay...well he was actually suppose to be my man...fa real.
Hoodie from the Bronx was suppose to be until I got settled in NYC.
Dre was only suppose to be an experiment...I've been invited to go to Jamaica in August.
Co-oP was only suppose to be until I got that wallet...yet, I wanna at least try it once!
Lite Eyes was only suppose to be a friend...A FRIEND!.....well, he's not really a friend...or anything else.
T.I.M. was only because I was lonely...he's lonely so he hung on.
...and a list of many others...my taste has been diverse.
I let them sit around and I kept checking on them....I guess seeing if they'd start to rot and grow foul and say, "forget this chick, she's not giving me what I want"....and bounce. That didn't happen.
I never got rid of them...just let them sit in the back of my mental frig...let them clutter up my mind with shit I thought I needed at the time....sweet shit...now that shit is foul.
but now...I've pushed so many to the back...placed the "New" and "Fresh" upfront so I didn't see the clutter in the back.....now...NOW when I am feeling the need to get with New and Fresh...I smell the stench of expired bullshit....
...with the phone calls at uncomfortable times (while on a date), with the text messages (that shit cost me 5 cents a word...or something like that), with the eCards...the eFlowers in my inbox, phone calls at stupid times of the night (I rarely give permission to call me after 10!), with the back to back IM's/phone calls....
It's time to throw shit out and clean my mindspace (thanks Juuuleeeaaaan), make way for the new flavor of the month...week...day!
Tonight, I'm letting muthafuckas know that I have no space left ... Ok ok ok...maybe not tonight...but by this time next week...I will have cut my stink in half.
I'm out!
I can admit when I have been greedy...held onto something that has long since passed it's expiration date...
What expiration date?
The invisible date I stamp on someones forehead when I meet them.
Like...
Brooklyn was only suppose to be a 3 month summer fling... he's still calling me a year later.
BowieMD was only suppose to be that one trip...he's coming up here this week, GOOD thing I will be in Atlanta.
JerseyJay...well he was actually suppose to be my man...fa real.
Hoodie from the Bronx was suppose to be until I got settled in NYC.
Dre was only suppose to be an experiment...I've been invited to go to Jamaica in August.
Co-oP was only suppose to be until I got that wallet...yet, I wanna at least try it once!
Lite Eyes was only suppose to be a friend...A FRIEND!.....well, he's not really a friend...or anything else.
T.I.M. was only because I was lonely...he's lonely so he hung on.
...and a list of many others...my taste has been diverse.
I let them sit around and I kept checking on them....I guess seeing if they'd start to rot and grow foul and say, "forget this chick, she's not giving me what I want"....and bounce. That didn't happen.
I never got rid of them...just let them sit in the back of my mental frig...let them clutter up my mind with shit I thought I needed at the time....sweet shit...now that shit is foul.
but now...I've pushed so many to the back...placed the "New" and "Fresh" upfront so I didn't see the clutter in the back.....now...NOW when I am feeling the need to get with New and Fresh...I smell the stench of expired bullshit....
...with the phone calls at uncomfortable times (while on a date), with the text messages (that shit cost me 5 cents a word...or something like that), with the eCards...the eFlowers in my inbox, phone calls at stupid times of the night (I rarely give permission to call me after 10!), with the back to back IM's/phone calls....
It's time to throw shit out and clean my mindspace (thanks Juuuleeeaaaan), make way for the new flavor of the month...week...day!
Tonight, I'm letting muthafuckas know that I have no space left ... Ok ok ok...maybe not tonight...but by this time next week...I will have cut my stink in half.
I'm out!
# posted by Blah Blah Blah : 1:05 PM
