What're your parents like? Are you like them?
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Worthless Loser
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My mom is one of the nicest people you'll never meet. She's an emotional crutch that is very understanding, has a lot of love in her heart and sincerely wants the best for you. She was always an introvert. Pretty quiet, gentle person but she never got ran over either. Basically, when you hurt, she hurts, and you want to do right because you want to see her happy because she's such a good person.
My father is a mentor type. He's more social. He knows everyone. He wants the best for people but his way of getting through to people sometimes doesn't always work. Because my father's side of the family is really judgmental, it's easy for my dad to start judging and going off when he sees people are not listening to his advice or doing what he believes is right. He's more of a tough love figure that doesn't see the error in his ways until he makes someone upset. Then he will apologize.
I use to be a lot like my mother. Not anymore.
My father is a mentor type. He's more social. He knows everyone. He wants the best for people but his way of getting through to people sometimes doesn't always work. Because my father's side of the family is really judgmental, it's easy for my dad to start judging and going off when he sees people are not listening to his advice or doing what he believes is right. He's more of a tough love figure that doesn't see the error in his ways until he makes someone upset. Then he will apologize.
I use to be a lot like my mother. Not anymore.
Elle Driver
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I'm like my mom unfortunately, I wish I was like my dad though.
My mother had an addictive personality and in some respects so do I. My father was a philosopher in some respects but his addictions and stubborness prevented him from achieving his true potential. So I battle with this addictions and strive to achieve the potential he never did
BmoreGorilla
Veteran
I'm a lot like both of them. Mama would smoke some weed and take us to museums. Make us read and do book reports on black history. But she also made sure we stayed fresh and bought me whatever music I wanted. She was pretty over protective of me but not my sisters. But she was mad patient and I could talk to her about anything. Very free spirited woman
My pops was cheap as hell and is a hard working blue collar country dude with a short temper. I got my work ethic and sense of humor from him and also my love of music. He owns over 1,000 albums that he still plays.
My pops was cheap as hell and is a hard working blue collar country dude with a short temper. I got my work ethic and sense of humor from him and also my love of music. He owns over 1,000 albums that he still plays.
cleanface coney
WENT LEGIT
my mama a hustla my daddy a gangsta
im something in between
im something in between
BelowTheMasonDixon
Veteran
Far to big of a piece of shyt to be like either of my parents. Much better people that I'll probably ever be.
My dad is fairly successfull, owns mutliple properties after coming to this country and his first job being clearning fukkin toilets
Extremly good with money, very frugal
Stubborn as a motherfukker
My dad be trying these days but oldschool Nigerian dads
While my mother adjusted with the times, my dad just made you regret ever seeking his advice / sharing things with him
Kinda fukked up but I use him as an example of how not to be with my kids(when I have them lol)
Extremly good with money, very frugal
Stubborn as a motherfukker
My dad be trying these days but oldschool Nigerian dads
While my mother adjusted with the times, my dad just made you regret ever seeking his advice / sharing things with him
Kinda fukked up but I use him as an example of how not to be with my kids(when I have them lol)
AlainLocke
Banned
I am nothing like my parents...thank god. I never wanted to be like them.
My mom is super nonchalant and standoffish. Never in a bad mood. I never even seen my mom angry really. I like that about her.
My dad used to have a high temper. Now he's mellowed out. He's a worrywort and super nice now.
Both Christians. I ain't.
I wouldn't consider my parents intelligent, even though they are not stupid or anything.
The word that would best describe me is vigilante. I don't like authority. I don't like being taken advantage of. I don't like seeing other people taken advantage of. I am constantly aware of power relationships.
Another word that would describe me is curious. I don't know a lot of things. I would like to experience a lot of things. I feel very stupid a lot of times because of things I don't know and don't know how to do.
My mom is super nonchalant and standoffish. Never in a bad mood. I never even seen my mom angry really. I like that about her.
My dad used to have a high temper. Now he's mellowed out. He's a worrywort and super nice now.
Both Christians. I ain't.
I wouldn't consider my parents intelligent, even though they are not stupid or anything.
The word that would best describe me is vigilante. I don't like authority. I don't like being taken advantage of. I don't like seeing other people taken advantage of. I am constantly aware of power relationships.
Another word that would describe me is curious. I don't know a lot of things. I would like to experience a lot of things. I feel very stupid a lot of times because of things I don't know and don't know how to do.
AlainLocke
Banned
My dad is fairly successfull, owns mutliple properties after coming to this country and his first job being clearning fukkin toilets
Extremly good with money, very frugal
Stubborn as a motherfukker
My dad be trying these days but oldschool Nigerian dads
While my mother adjusted with the times, my dad just made you regret ever seeking his advice / sharing things with him
Kinda fukked up but I use him as an example of how not to be with my kids(when I have them lol)
You gotta tell us a story about your Joe Jackson dad
Address_Unknown
Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
My Mom's is a nice, short, friendly lady with a kind voice and matching disposition on the surface. Beneath that she's a no nonsense type of lady who'd only entertain you past not disrespecting her or the family on some polite smile shyt. Like I've had to tell my brother many times, especially since I'm back home, that he really needs to start saving his bread and making a move to move out like I did or be somewhat financially stable 'cause if Mom's was to just up and kick it, he can't count on Dad for shyt and I ain't about to take him on no sponsored adult shyt.
Both me and my brother got our passion for reading from her and even though she stopped buying me videogames during the Playstation 1/2 era she ALWAYS allowed me and my bro when he came on the scene to hit up a Barnes and Nobel and just pick up like 6-10 books each and pay for that shyt without fuss like she would anything else that was frivolous entertainment. While we don't agree on books and music, it's her and my uncle that I credit my love for the golden age of reggae from 'cause even though she was and still is a major Bob Marley fan (Thank god my Grandmom didn't allow her to name me fukkin' Nesta) I got introduced to the rest of the Wailers, Steel Pulse, Gregory Isaacs and my all time fave Reggae group Culture through the music she used to play on the way to school every morning.
I really need to stop fukking around and get her some grandkids before she hits 50 and complete the cycle.
As for my Dad.
Eh. I could have gotten alot worse in way of Fathers and in a sense he ain't THAT bad as I may make it out to seem. I definitely got my anger from him and at times I can hear the same timber in my voice that he has when we so mad we scream. While I've come to terms with the way I sound when I speak, I'm glad as fukk I got over my stutter despite it hitting me mildly at times compared to his full on one he gets when he's angry or trying to explain something and spends damn near 15 seconds trying to get a simple sentence out. Now while I couple my Mom's love for reading which she fostered early in me and my bro for helping me with my mouthpiece, I must admit despite how retarded my Dad's views are on alot of things, he's quite the confident talker and with his looks I see why women thought it was cute to tell me shyt like "I coulda been yuh mudda, nah boy." on some flirt shyt.
While I ain't exactly as confident as him, my ability to entertain people in conversation, create one if there isn't and keep it going I attribute to him in a sense 'cause I've seen him do it multiple times despite him just being a chatty patty ass type motherfukker who goes crazy if he can't converse with someone on a topic he can try and manhandle.
So I got my love for reading and music through my moms, my gift of gab and anger from my dad. Sorta tempers alot of the more eccentric shyt about my personality and I can't attribute my love for Alcohol to my Dad 'cause when I was younger I swore to science Beer turned you into an emotional idiot when I saw him after he had a bit too many, but all that shyt really did was amplify his already grating personality.
Both me and my brother got our passion for reading from her and even though she stopped buying me videogames during the Playstation 1/2 era she ALWAYS allowed me and my bro when he came on the scene to hit up a Barnes and Nobel and just pick up like 6-10 books each and pay for that shyt without fuss like she would anything else that was frivolous entertainment. While we don't agree on books and music, it's her and my uncle that I credit my love for the golden age of reggae from 'cause even though she was and still is a major Bob Marley fan (Thank god my Grandmom didn't allow her to name me fukkin' Nesta) I got introduced to the rest of the Wailers, Steel Pulse, Gregory Isaacs and my all time fave Reggae group Culture through the music she used to play on the way to school every morning.
I really need to stop fukking around and get her some grandkids before she hits 50 and complete the cycle.
As for my Dad.
Eh. I could have gotten alot worse in way of Fathers and in a sense he ain't THAT bad as I may make it out to seem. I definitely got my anger from him and at times I can hear the same timber in my voice that he has when we so mad we scream. While I've come to terms with the way I sound when I speak, I'm glad as fukk I got over my stutter despite it hitting me mildly at times compared to his full on one he gets when he's angry or trying to explain something and spends damn near 15 seconds trying to get a simple sentence out. Now while I couple my Mom's love for reading which she fostered early in me and my bro for helping me with my mouthpiece, I must admit despite how retarded my Dad's views are on alot of things, he's quite the confident talker and with his looks I see why women thought it was cute to tell me shyt like "I coulda been yuh mudda, nah boy." on some flirt shyt.While I ain't exactly as confident as him, my ability to entertain people in conversation, create one if there isn't and keep it going I attribute to him in a sense 'cause I've seen him do it multiple times despite him just being a chatty patty ass type motherfukker who goes crazy if he can't converse with someone on a topic he can try and manhandle.
So I got my love for reading and music through my moms, my gift of gab and anger from my dad. Sorta tempers alot of the more eccentric shyt about my personality and I can't attribute my love for Alcohol to my Dad 'cause when I was younger I swore to science Beer turned you into an emotional idiot when I saw him after he had a bit too many, but all that shyt really did was amplify his already grating personality.
Black Cobain
Donkey Punch? I Donkey Slap!
Dad - Laid back some of the time, stressed out the rest. Jack of all trades. Just wants to catch a break. Taught me a lot but not enough, there but could've been more involved.
Mom - Always encouraged us to be creative. Gets angry out of nowhere sometimes. Extraverted as hell. Great at handling money.
All in all I'm more like my Mom than i'd like, i'm pretty emotional (sad instead of angry though), artistic like her, raised around my aunts and grandmother so i'm pretty open to embracing my feminine side too.
Love em to death.
Mom - Always encouraged us to be creative. Gets angry out of nowhere sometimes. Extraverted as hell. Great at handling money.
All in all I'm more like my Mom than i'd like, i'm pretty emotional (sad instead of angry though), artistic like her, raised around my aunts and grandmother so i'm pretty open to embracing my feminine side too.
Love em to death.
My moms is 5'3" real short, humble , sweet lady. She always for whatever reason can see the good in people. I think this is something I pick up from her. Always try to be one of understanding and reason.
She's one who has to really be on the edge for her to spazz on you and as I like to say have a conversation with your soul. That's my heart.
She real overprotective of me if now that I'm up in age. Always calling me to see im straight. And tease me about when im going to bring her some grandkids
. For whatever reason, i always found a way to rebel in get caught in something usually fighting.
My father is a real strict, outspoken, hardworking black man. Street smart cat from that wild ass part of Uptown. Real talented can draw and write. I remember trying to draw a portrait something I still have trouble with. Pop sat and drew Billie Holiday. Illness. Sometimes him being strict can lead to friction. He's a real serious dude, a avid reader and he has a penchant for jazz. Which is something I develop. We have our rifts but that's the homey. he use to box back in the day. Something i delve into but just do to relieve stress.
I have a sternness i get from my father but a compassionate side as well that i get from my moma. Guess i have my dads talents as far as drawing. Even though its my uncle (dads baby brother) wjose the Van Gogh of the family.
She's one who has to really be on the edge for her to spazz on you and as I like to say have a conversation with your soul. That's my heart.
She real overprotective of me if now that I'm up in age. Always calling me to see im straight. And tease me about when im going to bring her some grandkids
. For whatever reason, i always found a way to rebel in get caught in something usually fighting.My father is a real strict, outspoken, hardworking black man. Street smart cat from that wild ass part of Uptown. Real talented can draw and write. I remember trying to draw a portrait something I still have trouble with. Pop sat and drew Billie Holiday. Illness. Sometimes him being strict can lead to friction. He's a real serious dude, a avid reader and he has a penchant for jazz. Which is something I develop. We have our rifts but that's the homey. he use to box back in the day. Something i delve into but just do to relieve stress.
I have a sternness i get from my father but a compassionate side as well that i get from my moma. Guess i have my dads talents as far as drawing. Even though its my uncle (dads baby brother) wjose the Van Gogh of the family.
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