Just Chilin, Mostly.

Since you don’t know,

you should just ask me.

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I really don’t know how to break down the thoughts running under my scalp right now. Well, I never really do. That’s why most of my written thoughts don’t have a titles or are titled Rant.

You hate me, you must. Your actions say so. Everything you assumed or accused me for doing, you did/do. I see now that you were just projecting shit. Well how are you so sure that every time I said out loud “I love you,” that I wasn’t really saying “I hate you bitch” in my head.? I could have been.

It’s even possible that I feel that way right now, but I don’t. Not being able to hate you hurts more than loving you. Sheeet.

Ain’t that a bitch, tumblr?! Nah, that’s just this jawn I use to know. Ha.

Don’t think I’m bitter, i’m not. It’s just that, I just noticed something. And now, I think i’m mad but I cant stop laughing. Maybe you’re a joke to me now. I don’t know. I hope not. 

I hope I’m not losing sight of the little things that made you special to me in the first place. The bad is starting to out weigh the good. No bueno, homie.

Trust, I will never block you or erase you. 

This unconditional shit is what I owe to myself.

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Condemning someone for degrading themselves to only hype it up later for your own entertainment is pretty weak.

The manifestation of insecurities exercised at the expense of others. Weak.

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Here’s some of my B&W film mounted shots. Its been two years since i’ve been able to process my own images. Well this year Photokofa is taking off so i’m definitely gonna be back on my film tip. I’d like a few writers for our blog too. So, If you’re interested that be pretty dope, just message me. We’re not only featuring NY/NJ artist either. Where ever you are, even on the coast of west bubble-fuck, you can contribute if you’re interested.

The sites are still pretty much under construction, by my standard. If you have any tips and ideas that’d be appreciated as well.

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Woke up out the bed, turned the heat up, looked out my window like wtf.

Dang.

You think it snowed in NY? In Jersey, we’re over here fighting to get out the house. Fighting. But its cool I don’t need to go anywhere. And i’m not shoveling snow. Lets just chill and let nature do its thang thang.

My first day of work should be tomorrow. Fuck. Yall seen outside, right? Right.

It’s horribly boring in this house. I even reactivated my facebook. Only to browse for a few mins and then exit the tab. Like it would have cured my boredom.

Chase is putting Tekken on my Mac today. Fuck, Yes.

I just made us some baked chicken, mac and cheese and jasmine rice. I wish I had gone to NY for Christmas like intended. But then again i’d be stuck there with no personal items.

Did I mention that my first day of work is tomorrow? Fuck, Yes.

The weather ? Fuck, No.

While engulfed in the smog of boredom that I found myself in last night, I asked myself a question, very seriously. I said, “Kay, what is your type?” you know romantically. The answer I had given myself was off the back agreeable. To agree with myself, I did. But while comparing and contrasting past relationships and crushes, the answer was forgotten.

Then my brah tweeted “I’m attracted to things you don’t even see in yourself”… There it is.

Some of those things might even be negative. It doesn’t make sense to only like someone for the good you see in them. What about the negative, you just gonna ignore that shit? Well it makes who they are too. And sometimes i’m attracted to bad habits. 

No, I dont want to change you. But can we grow together? Not to change, but to become. I’d like that. I think you’d like it too.

Did I mention that my first day of work is tomorrow? Fuck, Yes.

I’ve never given a broad shout out to my followers before…

Hey guys, fuck yall. Ha.

jk. But you’d like that wouldn’t you?

You puppets.

Their products are garbage…

The best thing that Starbucks has to offer is their frappuccino.

If you’re an honest person, you agree with me.