I definitely do not have a definite topic to talk about tonight. I have plenty of things that are just inside my head that I would like to give some sort of insight on - but, I don't know. I mean, I'm not sad or anything. I'm just solemn. I wouldn't say I'm in the best of moods, neither would I say I'm down. I don't know, I'm just... here? Where is here? So, maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.
I woke up this morning with a dissatisfying feeling. Last night didn't really bring any closure into what I was feeling. It felt like we just stopped. Usually when we're on opposite sides of the fence, we meet in the middle somewhere. Last night it was just - that's it? I can't really explain, but I when I woke up I didn't feel like we resolved anything. I still felt the same. For the first time ever we just went to sleep. It was weird. I seriously wasn't going to let that bother me today. Sucks for that idea, because the feeling did bother me. You know when you just feel defeated? I couldn't do much but just go back to sleep.
I'm staying away from life's trouble's this go round. I will tell you this. If you feel like you're sick and tired of me 'complaining' about what's going on in my life, feel free not to read my blog anymore. I don't write blogs for you. I've said it plenty of times before. I write so that I can find a relief in what's going on with me. I never once complained about anything. I speak on what's going on so that I can clarify things to myself. I'm not your average blogger. I honestly don't care who reads. I am appreciative of you reading though. I hope that I give you the same relief that I give myself through blogs. It seriously feels like I've typed this same paragraph fifty times or so. Why do I have to keep repeating myself? Know your role, Jabroni.
I woke up this morning with a dissatisfying feeling. Last night didn't really bring any closure into what I was feeling. It felt like we just stopped. Usually when we're on opposite sides of the fence, we meet in the middle somewhere. Last night it was just - that's it? I can't really explain, but I when I woke up I didn't feel like we resolved anything. I still felt the same. For the first time ever we just went to sleep. It was weird. I seriously wasn't going to let that bother me today. Sucks for that idea, because the feeling did bother me. You know when you just feel defeated? I couldn't do much but just go back to sleep.
I'm staying away from life's trouble's this go round. I will tell you this. If you feel like you're sick and tired of me 'complaining' about what's going on in my life, feel free not to read my blog anymore. I don't write blogs for you. I've said it plenty of times before. I write so that I can find a relief in what's going on with me. I never once complained about anything. I speak on what's going on so that I can clarify things to myself. I'm not your average blogger. I honestly don't care who reads. I am appreciative of you reading though. I hope that I give you the same relief that I give myself through blogs. It seriously feels like I've typed this same paragraph fifty times or so. Why do I have to keep repeating myself? Know your role, Jabroni.
4 comments:
you complain to your self in your blog. readers are just a added bonus. as long as u feel better getting that shit off yo chest some how then you doing your part. but wass good my nigga. update me on shit. you got my yahoo and check the blog. one.
Word. I mean, like... I know what you're saying. It's just people feel like that I'm writing for attention or some shit. It's crazy. But I'll def get at you tonight or what not. Be easy, broniggasoncuzcuz.
they call it complaining, i call it exlaining it...
you should know where i jackd it from. i be feeling like that too, like niggahs think i'm complaining when i'm just expressing myself and how i feel or what not.
haven't read your blogs inna minte big man, no homo ( add that in there )
explaining*
fuck anything else i misspelled, firefox ain't correctin shit tonight.
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