Your Local Neighborhood Creep

And she had too many emotions for one man to tame

Addicted to you, addicted to the passion, addicted to the possibility, addicted to the potential, addicted to the lifestyle, addicted to the sex, addicted to the scent, addicted to the end.

I wouldn't have traded you for all the sapphires and diamonds in the world. The nectar of your love was sweeter than honeysuckle on a June morning. Your almond shaped eyes left kisses on my cheek. Your smile was like a crisp summer breeze. Now I'm standing in the mirror with blackened lids. The tears are constantly moving like an avalanche flowing down the bridge of my nose. I was enough...... and I know

I noticed that those who are afraid of their feelings condemn others for having them at all. Because I'm fearless in the way I speak and the way I behave, it makes me a shell of a human? Because I have all these emotions and I could care less who has a judgement against the way I feel, I am not worthy? I feel sorry for people like you. You float through the world feeling nothing because it's easier than dealing with the pain. Meanwhile I'm taking each shot to the head and still walking towards the light. I won't stop. I pride myself on not allowing the world to turn me cold. I don't want to be a reflection of the cold, dirty world has done to me. I want to be vibrant and live life. I wanted that life with you. But you had other plans. It's not enough room for me in your life because your ego has a solidified place where love should've been.

Currently reading old blogs, I’m reflecting if my younger self would be proud of me. I honestly think, yes. I set out achieved everything I had in store for myself and more! I graduated (on time), I didn’t get pregnant and I’m pursuing my dreams. I might not be 100 percent where I want to be, but I am constantly perfecting my craft and grinding. Relocating to an entirely different state in a few months is heart dropping and scary, but I genuinely believe that my intuition, spirit and God will guide me in the correct direction. I am so hungry for being successful and I am so thirsty to win, there’s nothing and no one who could stop me. I want to prove all those nay-sayers wrong, I want to prove it to myself that I could be everything I wanted to be. I want to prove to people doubting me and my nigga that we are going to absolutely accomplish every-single-thing and I want to watch as the mouth’s fall. Like my appetite has not only increased, but my only desire right now is success. It’s grind time like never before and ON GOD, I’m going to win.