Don't let the Miserable Get You Down

Have to say after talking and kickign it with my people that I honestly had to put this PSA out there.

My personal experience is that misery will attempt to sink and destroy you too at any costs to you or themselves.

Talking to my star. WE laughed about how individuals will be all in your face to find out info because of how they feel about you and shit. REady to jump somethign stupid off to cause any disruption possible.

Hell I lived that mess for years. Thinking that love was worth all that. Hell no it aint. That got proven quick fast in a hurry. And I am thankful for all that.

But these fools will come at you wave after wave with their bullshit. Don't let these bitches get you down. Just keep on rolling.

Continue being most hated and more in their tiny little minds. It is what makes them whatever they are.

*stand up and let them hate*

Then turn around and congratulate

The Lifestyle

Having been involved in and knowing individuals in and out of the lifestyle I have had to get to wondering about things.

Lifestyle: meaning swinging, swapping partners for sexual pleasure.

Why do some people get into it because they think they are going to get more pussy or dick than they could otherwise?

The thing is that it is designed to work for couples and bi sexual women for the most part. Most couples don't swing with single men and stuff. I learned that early on into jumping into things. Had to get me someone that was down to try it. But it is not a requirement but an addition to what we got going on between each other when we feel it.

Pussy is pussy but when you got something good at home extra pussy is just something you see when your woman brings it up. It was brought up about who I liked and would fuck and I told them. But my thing is women if you are ready then keep your ass at home and out of it. Stop trying to play and act like you are ready.

You never know who is in the lifestlye. That conservative woman or man may be the one at a party getting it in.

Freaky people is what I be. But that is not all of me

Upon the Ridge of Life

Perched here upon the overlook
Reflection
Seeking direction
Future and past both held within my protection

My mind wanders
As my eyes search among things
My mind ponders
Attempting to unearth the puzzles
Distinguish the possibilities

There are no exits
No reverse in this existence
Merely this prevent defense
And take no prisoners offense

I am what I represent
Heaven sent
Hell bent
Totally spent

What do I represent?

I made my mark
Bringing both the light and the dark
I pulled myself apart
Know thy heart
That was what was said

The epitaph
My final inscription
Post traumatic stress
Memories simply forget
I am merely a pale ghostly appearance

Dark rider
Awaiting
Bridled
Contemplating

The Futility of It All

This walk that I have undertaken.
Why?

What purpose did anything have at all?

Meaning.
No meaning what so ever.

Importance?
What is that for?
Is there any relfection upon that?

A coffin like Doom
Yielding emptiness
Despair
Frustration

Yet the pulse continues
Heart beats flickering

But for what?
What has been gained?

Emptiness is here
Unoccupied tomb

Everything taken
To the very last piece
Nothing was deemed precious

Existence
Resistence
Perserverance

All futile