Damn, gem fam.
I'm a little embarassed to post what i'm about to post, but i'm vulnerable, so hopefully some of you understand coming from where i'm from. Anthony Hamilton.
*sighs*
Woke up this morning and got into the whip, put the cd player on random and this song came on:
Starting reflecting about my lady friend and how she has recently starting displaying signs of admiration. When i feel that, my mind starts to feel appreciated and when that i happens, i just want to do something special for her (especially since its her burfday in a couple weeks).
Real talk? I started getting sappy - so instantly, i changed the song and some Young Scooter track blared from the speakers.
Unfortunately, the feeling was too strong.
Got to work and i check the company's facebook page (i help the bossman update it, not really a webmaster, just upload images from recent jobs we did for the customers and prospects to look at). Then i go on the company's FB Wall section and noticed that there was a couple on there, someone from our friend's list, their profile pic was of them at some resort.
Seeing how happy they looked, having the time and funds to do cool shiit like that...
then i realized, gawt damn, i can't even do that for myself, how am i supposed to go on trips wtih my lady friend?
Then i got real sad.
Like, what the fukk (it's like my retro-fied simp ways have found a way to dig itsself into my heart, a la Tony Stark's shrapnel).
Suddenly a surge of self-doubt commenced to percolating my mind and just wanted to text the babe that i didn't think i was what she was looking for.
Then i did some research online about, "Not being good enough for her" and ran into this article,
Think You
The problem with me is that i constantly sell myself short. I always thought i could take over the world and be humanity's savior - then i look at my wallet and occupation/living condition and realize my life is
, then think to myself, "What the fukk man!"
How the fukk am i posed to drop diamonds on a crew if i have nothing to show for it but bad experiences?
I wanted to scream so bad, but i couldn't cuz i'm at work.
My boss just left, everyone is off to do shiit so i'm alone in the office and then i turned on the speakers and this song...
Swear to god like Dame Dash, if i could sang i would. I would harmonize the fukk out of my pipes and lungs until i caynt sangted no more. On the flip side...
If you listen, starting at the 4 minute mark of that song, the lead singer of the group goes into Super Saiyan vocal mode. Don't mind the content or lyrics... but the profound and epicness of his singing prowess is how i feel right now, the way he expresses his yearn to be with the one he's with reflects the emotions i have right about now.
Shiit was so powerful in helping me overcome my short comings and inadaquacies...
I just gotta maintain and pull through.
Who ever thought life itself could be a struggle plate,
but i just eat enough to stay alive, if you know what i mean.
*gets on knees, closes eyes, clenches fists and internally harmonizes with all his might and soul*
"Sometimes, a vigga gets a little lone-lay. Cuz i... cuz i... I CAN'T SLEEP AT NIGHT... I CAN'T EAT AT NIGHT!!!! OOOHH YESSS SUH... OH YES SUh!!!
oh bay beh...
AH YEAHHHHH AYE YEAHHH.... yay YEAHHH... OOH YEAH!
SIS... KO... OH!!!"
Sometimes i feel so hurt... and even an an agno-theist, pray to god and wish that the heavens had arms that could extend down to da earfs...
... cuz i need a hug.
*drops dragon-medalion-encrusted microphone*
.
I'm a little embarassed to post what i'm about to post, but i'm vulnerable, so hopefully some of you understand coming from where i'm from. Anthony Hamilton.
*sighs*
Woke up this morning and got into the whip, put the cd player on random and this song came on:
Starting reflecting about my lady friend and how she has recently starting displaying signs of admiration. When i feel that, my mind starts to feel appreciated and when that i happens, i just want to do something special for her (especially since its her burfday in a couple weeks).
Real talk? I started getting sappy - so instantly, i changed the song and some Young Scooter track blared from the speakers.
Unfortunately, the feeling was too strong.
Got to work and i check the company's facebook page (i help the bossman update it, not really a webmaster, just upload images from recent jobs we did for the customers and prospects to look at). Then i go on the company's FB Wall section and noticed that there was a couple on there, someone from our friend's list, their profile pic was of them at some resort.
Seeing how happy they looked, having the time and funds to do cool shiit like that...
then i realized, gawt damn, i can't even do that for myself, how am i supposed to go on trips wtih my lady friend?
Then i got real sad.
Like, what the fukk (it's like my retro-fied simp ways have found a way to dig itsself into my heart, a la Tony Stark's shrapnel).
Suddenly a surge of self-doubt commenced to percolating my mind and just wanted to text the babe that i didn't think i was what she was looking for.
Then i did some research online about, "Not being good enough for her" and ran into this article,
Think You
The problem with me is that i constantly sell myself short. I always thought i could take over the world and be humanity's savior - then i look at my wallet and occupation/living condition and realize my life is
, then think to myself, "What the fukk man!" How the fukk am i posed to drop diamonds on a crew if i have nothing to show for it but bad experiences?
I wanted to scream so bad, but i couldn't cuz i'm at work.
My boss just left, everyone is off to do shiit so i'm alone in the office and then i turned on the speakers and this song...
Swear to god like Dame Dash, if i could sang i would. I would harmonize the fukk out of my pipes and lungs until i caynt sangted no more. On the flip side...
If you listen, starting at the 4 minute mark of that song, the lead singer of the group goes into Super Saiyan vocal mode. Don't mind the content or lyrics... but the profound and epicness of his singing prowess is how i feel right now, the way he expresses his yearn to be with the one he's with reflects the emotions i have right about now.
Shiit was so powerful in helping me overcome my short comings and inadaquacies...
I just gotta maintain and pull through.
Who ever thought life itself could be a struggle plate,
but i just eat enough to stay alive, if you know what i mean.
*gets on knees, closes eyes, clenches fists and internally harmonizes with all his might and soul*
"Sometimes, a vigga gets a little lone-lay. Cuz i... cuz i... I CAN'T SLEEP AT NIGHT... I CAN'T EAT AT NIGHT!!!! OOOHH YESSS SUH... OH YES SUh!!!
oh bay beh...
AH YEAHHHHH AYE YEAHHH.... yay YEAHHH... OOH YEAH!
SIS... KO... OH!!!"
Sometimes i feel so hurt... and even an an agno-theist, pray to god and wish that the heavens had arms that could extend down to da earfs...
... cuz i need a hug.
*drops dragon-medalion-encrusted microphone*
.
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and oh yeah you right about what you posted, but assume this: If you ain't shyt, and could never reach your goal..go for it anyway. What you got to lose? fear of failure? had that in the first place. Go hard young man, everyone can't succeed, but we damn sure all can't fail either.