Purge My Friends- Your Closet That Is

 

Purge, purge, purge, my friends.

Today I decided to throw away old clothes that I had purchased in high school. Lets not forget that I am well passed my high school days and graduated college a couple years ago. Well today I purged!! Though it was not easy letting go of old clothes, it needed to be done. No more hanging on to old fashions. No more hanging on to old memories. No more. I can see why people tend to hang on to old clothes. Clothes do retain their value for a person, and that value tends to increase over the years even if those old worn out jeans, or that stained Ralph Lauren polo never get worn again. After my purge was complete I felt instant gratification. Its the ultimate detox for someone who needs a new wardrobe without having to instantly buy new clothes. Purging your closet will also help you try on clothes that may not fit anymore. Yes, I am talking about those five year old pair of jeans you think you can fit in every-time you go to try them on but refuse to because you know they are too small for you. Yep,those pants. Purging also helps you realize there are also other areas in your life which could use some purging also. So indeed, purge away my friends.

 

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The Art of Cutting People Off

Is there an art for cutting off people? Today this thought came to mind as a good friend of mine said something that really put this question to the test. I would go into explanation of what happened, but I am sure everyone has been into a situation with a friend that made them think “why the fuck am I friends with this person”, or “maybe this is not what I signed up for”. None the less cutting off person can be difficult especially if that person has been in your life for some time. There is a reason you kept a person in your life. There is a reason why you kept them around, but there are also reasons why that person can start to be some what of a stress-or than a stress reliever. Of course our friends can cause a bit of stress, but it can be good stress as relationships can be unbalanced at times, but never to the point, where their weight shifts you so far to the ground that you would rather stay there. Simply put the stress becomes somewhat of a constant annoyance.

So what do you do? Do you cut off this person or persons. I mean you should be able to have a mature enough conversation with your friend to resolve a problem or a situation that keeps aching like a toothache, but it seems no matter what type of solvent you apply to it, the discomfort only increases. The only solution is to pull the tooth. Yes! pull the fucking tooth. I guess maybe in my younger days I would like to solve small issues with friends, but aren’t we getting to old for that. Aren’t we and shouldn’t we be understanding enough to know when a friend is pushing us to limit and vice versa?

Its funny because I am a big social media user and I always see memes posted as I have above, about cutting off people and it makes me wonder. I mean as humans we are genetically bonded per to be social creatures. We need that comfort of being around others and having that reassurance that we are wanted, but better yet needed. As a person of New Years resolutions just like the rest of the world is, being more understanding and patient trumps my list every year. Being that is and how hard it can be at times, I feel right now in this very moment, “ why the fuck am I friends with this person, or maybe this not what I signed up for”.

Where Did All My Friends Go??

Where Did All My Friends Go??

Where I ask, as the room is dark and the light dims on my cigarette and reflects on an empty flask.

We all promised forever, our first big mistake our parents assured in spite of being a small sum,

Where did all my friends go I ask? I just hope where ever you are, no matter how fast the years seem to add up to always keep our memories young.

Where did all my friends go? Maybe it is I who hasn’t fully moved on, or maybe this is why I have.

Where did all my friends go? Good things never seem to last, a short smile, and all I can do is laugh.

The Coffee Shop- A Poem By Me

The world is cold, and with everything I been through I don’t mind when the temperature is below freezing
I laugh sometimes when you said I would be nothing without you/ but little did you know I was already gone once you were leaving
I love myself now, as you now ask me is this all I got from the relationship
I reply yes, all I ever wanted was love as I walk out the coffee shop the first place we met, Yes I love this coffee shop this is my fucking coffee shop, you don’t even like coffee
You follow quickly as I know this routine all to well/ Am I suppose to cry this time like all the other times, hell; is what you put me through without ever wishing me a well,
Well this time you go to hell, I wish you well.

Black & White- A Poem By Me

He said colors were nothing than electromagnetic radiation wavelengths that alter our eyes to see what or what others can not
I responded insecurely was it so much of my deep
past that struck fear into his ability to look past our skin texture
two colors two worlds infinite amount of questions
without confrontation words fell short and in time
even the distance and distant come together
he said now we are like brothers
trust, compassion, loyalty, honesty truth friendship,how could I not want to be alike
never once judged me by what I could not change
soon I let down my guard though…
At some point on that night
that word that fucking word
where did it come from and why this word ..You know the word, that slur, distasteful, vulgar in any way it is stated, but it rolled off his tongue with such ease.
How dare I be called out of my name?
in such way it tore me to pieces
Stripped me of my identity within a fraction of a second then and there
I knew that even stick and stones could could not hurt as much as much
This word injected me with such poison rage and hostility I had never felt
Why who what and where not even I dare not speak
that word that sprung me back….but not way back enough…
100 years years of ancestors, whips, chains, rapes, sheet covered gangs, poverty,
families, women, men, children, young, old, families torn apart as it didn’t matter we were going to be sold, property’s set afire, suicide, slavery, slain, way too many examples but its clear; we were not the same, but don’t let them tell you it was apart of life, no please don’t ever let them fucking tell you it was ever right
I now understood why as I
look around me colors flash back and forth but as I look closer
my world and there world will be always be seen
in black and white

Kendrick Lamar- To Pimp A Butterfly

Release Date- March 15, 2015

Rating: 6.5/10

Kendrick Kendrick Kendrick Lamar. I don’t think there can be enough said about him. Over the past few years since his first debut album Good Kid Mad City Kendrick has risen to be one of the top mc’s in the game. If this man isn’t on your top favorite rappers right now this moment, then you might want to listen to his music catalog again, again, then again once more. From his first single entitled song off the album “I” “I” knew To Pimp A Butterfly would be a beautifully constructed album that would catch listeners off of guard due to more complex yet conflicted subject matters that appear on the album. Though I may catch a lot of heat from many music listeners after listening to the album I disliked it. I can barely make it through the whole album without asking myself what was Kendrick Lamar thinking. This album is nothing like the first album which is a good thing, but I think this album should have been made for the third album. I think an artist has to have somewhat of a similar album, but more of a growth on the second album especially with the success of Kendricks first project. It seems that Lamar is somewhat torn between the success in the music industry and the world in which he grew up in. As a result this album to seems to preachy and most times doesn’t follow any type of pattern. I will say I do like the themes Kendrick touched on which is included racism, politics, and growing up in poverty which has an effect on its people in the worst environments. See when I listen to Kendrick Lamar I want to feel as though I am riding around Compton at 12:45 am with him sitting shot gun as he freestyles on beats blowing some California home grown kush weed. I didn’t get that type of effect with this album at all. I am fan of hip-hop and that’s what I feel Kendrick is, but not bound to which makes him a versatile artist. I am glad he choose a different path with this album, but I feel like there was something missing on this album that didn’t me bounce my head up and down ( which gives the notion that someone is feeling the music). None the less the production on this album is outstanding. The album blends du-wap, jazz, hip-hop, poetry, and lyricism all in one. Worthy tracks on this album include songs such as For Free, Alright, and Wesley’s Theory.

Taylor Swift-1989

Release Date: October 27, 2014

Rating: 9/10

Taylor Taylor Taylor Swift. Whether she is a knock off country singer or if her music reminds you of a  heartbroken teenage girl it seems the world can not get enough of Miss Taylor. I can even admit I can not get enough of her too and to be quite honest I think Taylor hit a home run with this album. A home run? Yes. Because she needed to hit a home run with this album. I feel like her previous albums were centered around heartbreaks and failed relationships, and everything between. This album on the other hand focuses on her living in the now and growing up living her life just being Taylor Swift. When I listen to 1989 I hear the confidence in her music writing and just the pure love for making music. What I mean is 1989 is a fun exciting album from beginning to end. 1989 is embedded with catchy hooks followed up by heart pounding rhythmic bass driven electronica trance like instruments. The production on this album is superb and Swift’s music writing synced well with this new sound she is working with. I enjoyed every track on 1989 and what a coincidence that is the year I was born. Standout tracks on the album include Wildest Dreams, Blank Space, New Romantics, and All You Had To Do Was Stay.

I stopped writing about myself..

I stopped writing about myself years..I stopped writing about myself years ago..

I move words across paper for that kid who was told never to dream/I move words across paper for that person who looks at the stars while crying at night just incase their angel lost its wings

I move words across the paper because actions sometimes fall short/what’s read becomes an image and an image becomes a force.

Top 5 Favorite Mixtapes

Rethink..College and Is it Worth it…

Rethink…

Rethink..that big idea that you were sold, that institutionalized way of thinking that will leave you at least 40 grand in the hole, shit sometimes worse, Sallie Mae is going to get hers cause shes a ruthless Bitch, shit she don’t care about your job situation as long as that money is credited by the first

Rethink your college decision, bad economy we living, but your teachers and counselors, even your parents may tell you different

You want this big house, you want to know what the world is about,

You want to travel the world, nice family, nice salary even nicer car, they told me all this was possible if I go to college and work real hard

Rethink, interview after interview, shit some employers don’t even want a face to face, instead its easier to judge a book by its cover staring at you through a screen as they scroll through their time line trying not to lose their place

Rethink, fraternities, sororities, thirsty Thursdays, wine Wednesdays with your “new friends”, dorm parties, freedom, a university, a place you can call your second home

Rethink that term “time of your life”, “fuck the costs, college is a experience”

Rethink, is this really what you want, or can you survive just as good as your peers without a degree?, will a piece a paper fulfill your dreams, I sometimes rethink it all because sometimes I wish I would have rethought some things…

Tired of Hiding Behind Screens

Hangover

Some days I put on a mask, and other days I don’t accept it.