I’m always doing something for somebody even when I’m not in the position to do so. When my people’s need help... I’m there and I just can’t help that fact. I have let many a people walk all over me this year especially in the last few months. Yesterday was a very emotional day for me. I decided to withdraw my charity from a special someone. And although I know deep down that it was the right thing to do (for me) I still feel SO bad. I’m still not happy! Most of the time I feel like the feeling will go away and that the emotion is just that an emotion, "it will fade." But, I can’t help but constantly think about how my life has been for the past couple of months and how it has changed me so. I'm going to miss the good things that steamed from the relationship that I lost. And I'm going to have to get used to doing a lot of things by myself. And that is honestly very scary for me. I’m scared of being so far gone that the transition will be long and painful. I miss the relationship already. I wish that I could tell you guy’s the whole scenario but I have a habit of telling all my business through messages on FaceBook and I honestly can’t result to that now. But, if the person whom this Note is about is reading, I just want you to know that like you have told me before all things will come to the light. If we are meant to be (either now or later) it will happen. I look forward to a friendship without the added frustrations. Know that if you ever need anything, regardless of who may say I’m wrong or not, I’m here. Hopefully you don’t keep my baby away from me. Other motha fuckas may say they miss him and want to see him. But that bond that I’ve created with him is deeper than any other female (no reassurances needed)… except maybe his mother. Wow I’ve already given out too much info. I digress. Listen. Keep in touch. Period, I’m going to always care.
Stay Woke
"You've got to get mad! You've got to say IM A HUMAN BEING DAMNIT!! MY LIFE HAS VALUE!!" - (some dude on New AmErykah)
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