I am THAT man......
The man that you take 2 to 3 hours getting ready for your date. The man that you want to impress with or with out make-up with all your heart.
I am THAT man......
The man that without any reservation, will respect you always, whether it be in the morning or not. The man the will never abuse of what you have.
I am THAT man.....
The man that will shower you with unnecessary compliments for you know he loves you. The man that will let you know everything will be alright.
I am THAT man.....
The man that after two weeks you want to introduce to your parents/children.
I am That man.....
The man that will never judge you and once you have attained my heart, will never let you go.
I am THAT man.....
The man that his face lights up like the sun when he speaks of you whether you are around him or not.
I am THAT man.....
The man that would rather get cut through his heart than to lie to you and cause you ANY kind of pain.
I am THAT man.....
The man that at the end of it all, you will stand proud to have known and loved.
For those that know me, know this to be true. I will now and forever be.....
THAT MAN.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Why didn't you fight?
It's very rare that I speak my "Actual" mind. I sometimes write thoughts that pop into my head or situations that happen to me and I feel I need to say how I feel about that. Today's post will give you an idea of why I'm having a hard time moving on.
The idea of marriage, growing up, was taboo to me. I couldn't see myself doing it because my mom had thrown out my dad when I was 3 years old and it just didn't seem like something I wanted to do. As I grew up, I changed opinions often, rocking back and forth from a "maybe" to a definite "no".
I began to date and life was good. I lost my virginity later than my friends, even tho I believe my friends were ho's, I wanted it to be just right. But let me tell you! Once I had my first taste of it, I was done. Forget the rest, Getting ass was my main priority.
Late teens and early 20's were the best for me. I enjoyed them very much but I decided that I wasn't going to get married. I can actually say, I've done it all. No regrets. Just heartbreak and lessons learned.
The problem was that while, most of my friends had young parents that were divorcing left and right. I was being raised by my grandfather. All that I am, morals and values, is thanks to him. A man that was loyal, honest and strong. A man that made his marriage work regardless of what happens.
It was great to see what he thought marriage was about. The relationship he had with my grandmother and the "Old School" style of living. My grandmother would have his dinner ready when he came from work. He would get his slippers and he would call me to watch M*A*S*H with him and other old movies that made him laugh.
See, now there was a perfect example for me to follow. He loved my grandmother so much. You can tell just by looking at the way they looked at each other. Since then, I based what I would be as a husband and father by his virtues. I would never even consider divorce because that was not in my vocabulary.
To enforce my thought, even after having deposited a lot of money on the reception and church etc..... I called my fiancee (at the time) the day before our wedding and I told her that I was giving her the out. In other words, if she feels that she won't be able to stay with me the rest of our lives then she can just get up and leave. I would understand. I also told her that I wasn't getting divorced.
She responded with, "Honey, I love you so much! I would never leave you. I can't wait to be Mrs. Kenneth Bravo." Having said that she made me feel better and she removed any little doubt that I had left in me. I was happy.
At this point I will say that life sucks and I find it very hard to trust anyone. The person I thought would be with me forever, just decided that it was over. How did she do that? I guess she thought she found someone else to love.
Now, I'm not going to say that I was innocent in this situation, however, whatever I did wrong, I would love to know because I seriously have no idea. She could never come and tell me how I merited being cheated on. I write this blog because it upsets me that she NEVER fought for our relationship.
16 years together and even after I took her back the first time she played me, she still never fought for us. Thank God he sent me the foresight to apply for custody of my children because they would be suffering more.
Yes. I am angry. Some of my "Friends" tell me to get over it. Well, I can honestly say this to those that it pertains to. FUCK YOU! Before you judge me and what I am going thru, look at yourself in the mirror and fix your problems. I'm sure you're going thru something as well. You know who you are!
Today's values are so fucked up that our children don't know right from wrong. Commitment is one of the most important values you can have. There is a reason why one of the vows was "For better or worse". If you loved me enough to marry me, why couldn't you at least try to make things work?
Yes. I am angry. my children suffer because this one woman, couldn't deal with having the responsibilities of a family, who loved her so much. She couldn't decide whether to go hang out with her girls or be with the family. I know she lost her mind. She now lives in Texas with a man that she first described to me as her cousin. While she was living with me of course! Karma has a funny way of getting to you and I feel sorry for her when Karma comes knocking on her door.
Why did I go thru all of this? I want to give whoever reads this a little note of counsel. If you are not ready to fight and love and commit to someone, don't get married. You deserve better and so does your partner.
In continuing being truthful, I still have a place for her in my heart. I believe I will always do. My fear is that the hatred she has formed in my soul for her will grow bigger and bigger and may consume me as a human being.
I don't want to hate. Well, Thanks for reading this. I hope you can pass the message forward.
The idea of marriage, growing up, was taboo to me. I couldn't see myself doing it because my mom had thrown out my dad when I was 3 years old and it just didn't seem like something I wanted to do. As I grew up, I changed opinions often, rocking back and forth from a "maybe" to a definite "no".
I began to date and life was good. I lost my virginity later than my friends, even tho I believe my friends were ho's, I wanted it to be just right. But let me tell you! Once I had my first taste of it, I was done. Forget the rest, Getting ass was my main priority.
Late teens and early 20's were the best for me. I enjoyed them very much but I decided that I wasn't going to get married. I can actually say, I've done it all. No regrets. Just heartbreak and lessons learned.
The problem was that while, most of my friends had young parents that were divorcing left and right. I was being raised by my grandfather. All that I am, morals and values, is thanks to him. A man that was loyal, honest and strong. A man that made his marriage work regardless of what happens.
It was great to see what he thought marriage was about. The relationship he had with my grandmother and the "Old School" style of living. My grandmother would have his dinner ready when he came from work. He would get his slippers and he would call me to watch M*A*S*H with him and other old movies that made him laugh.
See, now there was a perfect example for me to follow. He loved my grandmother so much. You can tell just by looking at the way they looked at each other. Since then, I based what I would be as a husband and father by his virtues. I would never even consider divorce because that was not in my vocabulary.
To enforce my thought, even after having deposited a lot of money on the reception and church etc..... I called my fiancee (at the time) the day before our wedding and I told her that I was giving her the out. In other words, if she feels that she won't be able to stay with me the rest of our lives then she can just get up and leave. I would understand. I also told her that I wasn't getting divorced.
She responded with, "Honey, I love you so much! I would never leave you. I can't wait to be Mrs. Kenneth Bravo." Having said that she made me feel better and she removed any little doubt that I had left in me. I was happy.
At this point I will say that life sucks and I find it very hard to trust anyone. The person I thought would be with me forever, just decided that it was over. How did she do that? I guess she thought she found someone else to love.
Now, I'm not going to say that I was innocent in this situation, however, whatever I did wrong, I would love to know because I seriously have no idea. She could never come and tell me how I merited being cheated on. I write this blog because it upsets me that she NEVER fought for our relationship.
16 years together and even after I took her back the first time she played me, she still never fought for us. Thank God he sent me the foresight to apply for custody of my children because they would be suffering more.
Yes. I am angry. Some of my "Friends" tell me to get over it. Well, I can honestly say this to those that it pertains to. FUCK YOU! Before you judge me and what I am going thru, look at yourself in the mirror and fix your problems. I'm sure you're going thru something as well. You know who you are!
Today's values are so fucked up that our children don't know right from wrong. Commitment is one of the most important values you can have. There is a reason why one of the vows was "For better or worse". If you loved me enough to marry me, why couldn't you at least try to make things work?
Yes. I am angry. my children suffer because this one woman, couldn't deal with having the responsibilities of a family, who loved her so much. She couldn't decide whether to go hang out with her girls or be with the family. I know she lost her mind. She now lives in Texas with a man that she first described to me as her cousin. While she was living with me of course! Karma has a funny way of getting to you and I feel sorry for her when Karma comes knocking on her door.
Why did I go thru all of this? I want to give whoever reads this a little note of counsel. If you are not ready to fight and love and commit to someone, don't get married. You deserve better and so does your partner.
In continuing being truthful, I still have a place for her in my heart. I believe I will always do. My fear is that the hatred she has formed in my soul for her will grow bigger and bigger and may consume me as a human being.
I don't want to hate. Well, Thanks for reading this. I hope you can pass the message forward.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
too much power
Today's subject is that of principal power. Yesterday, I picked up my daughter from school and she immediately showed me her shoes. They had broken from heel to toe and the sole was being held by about an inch of contact.
I sent her to school today and she wore sandals with her uniform. I figured since it was half a day and it was the second to last day of school, there will be no problems regarding the shoes. Little did I know that it was a problem.
I received a call this morning from the secretary and she told me that the principal asked that i bring her a pair of shoes because she was not allowed to wear sandals in school. I told her about the school shoes broken and she explained to the principal.
The principal did not budge. She said that if I don't send her the shoes, she will spend the rest of the day by the her office doing her school work. After relaying that to me, I told the secretary that I will be picking her up from school.
I've always respected rules because I believe that they are in place for a reason. I also believe that unless it has to do with life or death, rules can be bent a little to show consideration. If my little had no fault in the fact that her shoes broke, especially after a whole years usage, she should not have been singled out and separated from the others.
I picked her up and we had a daddy-daughter day. I took a step back to analyze why wouldn't the principal cut my daughter a break especially since the school year was technically done.
My conclusion, reputation is very important to her. She has to make sure that everyone knows that she is in charge. The problem with that is that the reputation also comes with a bad side and that bad side is the fact that she is heartless.
I was told that she was somewhat of a bitch even before I placed her in the school. I think that she enjoys being hated and thought of that way and relies on that to be respected. When it comes to her position, I feel that she has to be flexible.
I would rather be loved and respected than hated and feared. Unfortunately, my daughter will be missing an ice cream sundae party tomorrow because I don't have for the shoes right now.
I will make it up for her on Sunday when she comes back from visiting with her mom. I will not make a deal about this now but in September I will bring it up in conversation. More with honey than with vinegar.
I sent her to school today and she wore sandals with her uniform. I figured since it was half a day and it was the second to last day of school, there will be no problems regarding the shoes. Little did I know that it was a problem.
I received a call this morning from the secretary and she told me that the principal asked that i bring her a pair of shoes because she was not allowed to wear sandals in school. I told her about the school shoes broken and she explained to the principal.
The principal did not budge. She said that if I don't send her the shoes, she will spend the rest of the day by the her office doing her school work. After relaying that to me, I told the secretary that I will be picking her up from school.
I've always respected rules because I believe that they are in place for a reason. I also believe that unless it has to do with life or death, rules can be bent a little to show consideration. If my little had no fault in the fact that her shoes broke, especially after a whole years usage, she should not have been singled out and separated from the others.
I picked her up and we had a daddy-daughter day. I took a step back to analyze why wouldn't the principal cut my daughter a break especially since the school year was technically done.
My conclusion, reputation is very important to her. She has to make sure that everyone knows that she is in charge. The problem with that is that the reputation also comes with a bad side and that bad side is the fact that she is heartless.
I was told that she was somewhat of a bitch even before I placed her in the school. I think that she enjoys being hated and thought of that way and relies on that to be respected. When it comes to her position, I feel that she has to be flexible.
I would rather be loved and respected than hated and feared. Unfortunately, my daughter will be missing an ice cream sundae party tomorrow because I don't have for the shoes right now.
I will make it up for her on Sunday when she comes back from visiting with her mom. I will not make a deal about this now but in September I will bring it up in conversation. More with honey than with vinegar.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
"Beating around the bush"
Today I just wanted to touch base on the idea of "Beating around the bush". In all my years, I've learned how to accurately read people. Their body language, the speech patterns and obviously, even the faces one puts on can tell you exactly how they feel.
I find it harder, however, when I'm being text and/or talking on the phone because I can't see the person in front of me. So, like any other normal person, I come to assume what you are actually saying.
I speak to people often and find that they say one thing and mean another. Usually, the total opposite of how they really feel. That's okay but it definitely gets tiring and I know that some people use that as a defense mechanism because they have been hurt too many times in their lives.
Some few examples of what I mean, for instance, If I invite someone somewhere or make plans with them, I really look forward to those plans. I hear the enthusiasm in their voice and I even get more excited because it sounds like fun.
Unfortunately, in all the excitement the reality is that they were saying one thing and meaning another. They never confirm with you and when you finally get in touch with them, they made other plans. My question at this point is "Why lead me on?"
The truth is easier to handle so that I can make adjustments. I don't take anything to heart anymore except when that is done to me, I change my routine so that I fit you in and it messes me up. Don't lead me on if you are not going to go thru with it.
Another example is, when I speak to certain people on the phone or via text. They begin to tell me how they feel when I know that they are feeling the total opposite. Not only can I sense it, I can hear it as well. They want to tell me something but the guilt that they feel do not allow them to do so. It's either guilt or pride.
Either way, it's not a good thing. I totally believe in the truth. If you say what you feel from the get, the feelings would be less hurt. This "Beating around the bush" deal has got to stop. C'mon people, if you don't like me then say it and we will deal with that. And this definitely goes to some of my "So called friends" who look at me with one face and talk shit behind my back. I know it to be true just by the way you look at me, let alone the comments I get from people we know.
I lost a friendship that I had for 30 years. We were the best of friends and by saying one thing to me and then saying another to someone else, he took a chance at losing the friendship and lost. I miss my friend and for some reason lately I have been thinking about him. I would never speak about anybody badly to impress someone else. Anyway, it goes to show that you never know who's listening.
I wanted this to be short and sweet but I guess I just couldn't do it. LOL Put all your pride and guilt aside and say what's on your mind. If I am a true friend to you, you won't lose that. However, remember, it works both ways. If you can do it for me, I can do it for you and even though it may hurt at first, I would consider it the best for both of us.
Have a great day! #Speaking Truth!
I find it harder, however, when I'm being text and/or talking on the phone because I can't see the person in front of me. So, like any other normal person, I come to assume what you are actually saying.
I speak to people often and find that they say one thing and mean another. Usually, the total opposite of how they really feel. That's okay but it definitely gets tiring and I know that some people use that as a defense mechanism because they have been hurt too many times in their lives.
Some few examples of what I mean, for instance, If I invite someone somewhere or make plans with them, I really look forward to those plans. I hear the enthusiasm in their voice and I even get more excited because it sounds like fun.
Unfortunately, in all the excitement the reality is that they were saying one thing and meaning another. They never confirm with you and when you finally get in touch with them, they made other plans. My question at this point is "Why lead me on?"
The truth is easier to handle so that I can make adjustments. I don't take anything to heart anymore except when that is done to me, I change my routine so that I fit you in and it messes me up. Don't lead me on if you are not going to go thru with it.
Another example is, when I speak to certain people on the phone or via text. They begin to tell me how they feel when I know that they are feeling the total opposite. Not only can I sense it, I can hear it as well. They want to tell me something but the guilt that they feel do not allow them to do so. It's either guilt or pride.
Either way, it's not a good thing. I totally believe in the truth. If you say what you feel from the get, the feelings would be less hurt. This "Beating around the bush" deal has got to stop. C'mon people, if you don't like me then say it and we will deal with that. And this definitely goes to some of my "So called friends" who look at me with one face and talk shit behind my back. I know it to be true just by the way you look at me, let alone the comments I get from people we know.
I lost a friendship that I had for 30 years. We were the best of friends and by saying one thing to me and then saying another to someone else, he took a chance at losing the friendship and lost. I miss my friend and for some reason lately I have been thinking about him. I would never speak about anybody badly to impress someone else. Anyway, it goes to show that you never know who's listening.
I wanted this to be short and sweet but I guess I just couldn't do it. LOL Put all your pride and guilt aside and say what's on your mind. If I am a true friend to you, you won't lose that. However, remember, it works both ways. If you can do it for me, I can do it for you and even though it may hurt at first, I would consider it the best for both of us.
Have a great day! #Speaking Truth!
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Religion and Politics.
Wow! Where do I begin? I mean, my dear Grandfather always taught me never to argue those two topics because they could be deadly. I know he was referring to the topic of politics specifically because in Puerto Rico, if you say something wrong to the wrong party, you could die, quickly!
To give you a short scenario, I have a friend that just happens to be an ex, that is now a Jehovah's Witness. As usual, I respect all religions as long as you don't push yours on me. Anyway, we were having a great conversation until it went the wrong way, Religion.
I tried explaining to her that in "MY OPINION", I'm good with my feelings on religion. I know that God almighty loves me and that I will be saved as long as I believe and submit to Jesus Christ as my Savior. I try to treat others as they should be treated and I sincerely believe that all God wants for us is to be happy.
I know her intentions are good intentions and that she is just trying to help me, but I also know that she has been programmed to be the way she is when it comes to that. For some reason, however, I feel that she wants to break out of that position and be who she used to be herself and when she feels like she is about to stray, she quickly turns to the bible.
Of course, that's her decision. I respect that. But again, please don't get upset if I don't want to hear it. This lead to a very heated "Debate" and I attempted to end it as we usually do, let's "Agree to disagree" but for some reason this time, she refused. Don't know why.
Okay, for this one time, I will give you an idea of what my feelings are about religion. I was raised Catholic. Of course when I was younger it was the hip religion to be in. I didn't know better because I was a baby and a young lad in Catholic school.
After learning about different ones, I come to the conclusion that there has to be some sort of compromise in the middle. There is one constant in all religions and that is that there is ONE Supreme Being. Whether it is God, Allah, Jehovah, Buddha, etc....
The beliefs stand that you follow the teachings of this being. If you really look at it, the actual spirit of the Bible, Torah and so forth, say the same thing. "Treat others as you would want to be treated." That's why it's called the golden rule.
These Spirits/energies that we believe in are all around and have a tendency of making us feel good and leading us in the directions that we need to go. That is, of course, if you truly and honestly believe in them.
Yes, if you were to ask me what is my "Religion" I would answer Christian Catholic. I think I am, however, a freelance Christian Catholic and I enjoy it very much. More of a Charismatic Conservative if you will. If I can respect yours, please give me the courtesy of respecting mine.
"Do unto others as you would want them to do unto you"
As far as my friend, the JW. I will always love you for the friend that you are. I hope that this doesn't get you upset with me. Either way, I know where I stand. Thanks for listening, I enjoyed writing this entry.
To give you a short scenario, I have a friend that just happens to be an ex, that is now a Jehovah's Witness. As usual, I respect all religions as long as you don't push yours on me. Anyway, we were having a great conversation until it went the wrong way, Religion.
I tried explaining to her that in "MY OPINION", I'm good with my feelings on religion. I know that God almighty loves me and that I will be saved as long as I believe and submit to Jesus Christ as my Savior. I try to treat others as they should be treated and I sincerely believe that all God wants for us is to be happy.
I know her intentions are good intentions and that she is just trying to help me, but I also know that she has been programmed to be the way she is when it comes to that. For some reason, however, I feel that she wants to break out of that position and be who she used to be herself and when she feels like she is about to stray, she quickly turns to the bible.
Of course, that's her decision. I respect that. But again, please don't get upset if I don't want to hear it. This lead to a very heated "Debate" and I attempted to end it as we usually do, let's "Agree to disagree" but for some reason this time, she refused. Don't know why.
Okay, for this one time, I will give you an idea of what my feelings are about religion. I was raised Catholic. Of course when I was younger it was the hip religion to be in. I didn't know better because I was a baby and a young lad in Catholic school.
After learning about different ones, I come to the conclusion that there has to be some sort of compromise in the middle. There is one constant in all religions and that is that there is ONE Supreme Being. Whether it is God, Allah, Jehovah, Buddha, etc....
The beliefs stand that you follow the teachings of this being. If you really look at it, the actual spirit of the Bible, Torah and so forth, say the same thing. "Treat others as you would want to be treated." That's why it's called the golden rule.
These Spirits/energies that we believe in are all around and have a tendency of making us feel good and leading us in the directions that we need to go. That is, of course, if you truly and honestly believe in them.
Yes, if you were to ask me what is my "Religion" I would answer Christian Catholic. I think I am, however, a freelance Christian Catholic and I enjoy it very much. More of a Charismatic Conservative if you will. If I can respect yours, please give me the courtesy of respecting mine.
"Do unto others as you would want them to do unto you"
As far as my friend, the JW. I will always love you for the friend that you are. I hope that this doesn't get you upset with me. Either way, I know where I stand. Thanks for listening, I enjoyed writing this entry.
Monday, April 23, 2012
A friend is the dollar in your pocket.
I haven't posted in a while so here goes my latest beef with the world. So called, "Friends".
I know that we really can't call Facebook friends, "friends". It's a social network and I should expect my acquaintances to act as such. I, however, have more faith in my friends that they have of me. For some reason, and I think it's of no fault of my own, I've been blasted and judged, not only behind my back but to my face. The shit is that it's done with a smile on their face and for me not to stir up any problems, I stay quiet and take the abuse. It's anal sex without the lube but with a smile!
Some of these, so-called friends, have placed themselves on such high horses that they can't even see the toilet when they shit! Being part of a click for a long time has given me the experience of a lifetime. I enjoyed the company very much but the honest truth is that everyone gets old. Life moves on. I have lost some very close friends in the past, due to mis-communications, gossip and/or death.
Friends that I truly shed a tear for. Ironically, that's how I've been rating my new friends. Would I shed a tear for them if they passed? Sorry to say but honestly 70% of that answer is no. In high school I was a proud young man. I earned my station in school and I wore the title very well. I may have seemed a bit conceited but I think that view was from haters. sorry to say it but it's true. I never felt I was better than anybody and I still feel the same way now.
I'm just finding it hard to have a conversation with anybody without being judged because I don't drink, smoke or hangout with two-faced, alcoholic hypocrites! Got news for you, I may live in the PJ's, may be home alone, no drinks, no drugs but I am me. And, I am doing what God wants me to do. My kids are not hanging in the streets despite what their mom did to them and they are thriving.
I know I'm venting but I've been holding it in too long. I wish certain people would take their own advice and mind their business. I expect a lot from my friends because they expect a lot from me. If I have come through for them why can't they do the same?
A true friend can go years without seeing each other and it would feel like it was yesterday. I don't feel like that with many of you "friends". I also identify a friend by the title my children call them. It's usually Tio or Titi. It's that because that friend is family. Uncle Spray, Uncle Gus, Uncle Gee. It used to be Tio Jose, titi becky but they took a risk and lost.
For my high school acquaintances, well, those that are truly my friends, you know who you are. You've called me or messaged me out of nowhere just to see how I am doing. Or how my kids are doing. I appreciate that so much. Uncle Jimmy. He's been there through and through and I'll always have much love for him even tho I don't see him often enough. For those that judged me, I will weed you out one by one out of my life.
All I've ever asked of anybody was to walk a mile in my shoes, then judge me not les thee be judged.
Oh and before I forget, If I send you a personal message and you don't answer it, I take offense to that. It takes two minutes just to say, "Everything is fine Ken, I'll get to you later." It's a simple acknowledgement and it releases the stress of my worrying. If you can't answer anything for me then I must say goodbye to you conceited fucks of the world.
To those I love, you understand. To those I like, you too understand. To the rest. Up yours!
I know that we really can't call Facebook friends, "friends". It's a social network and I should expect my acquaintances to act as such. I, however, have more faith in my friends that they have of me. For some reason, and I think it's of no fault of my own, I've been blasted and judged, not only behind my back but to my face. The shit is that it's done with a smile on their face and for me not to stir up any problems, I stay quiet and take the abuse. It's anal sex without the lube but with a smile!
Some of these, so-called friends, have placed themselves on such high horses that they can't even see the toilet when they shit! Being part of a click for a long time has given me the experience of a lifetime. I enjoyed the company very much but the honest truth is that everyone gets old. Life moves on. I have lost some very close friends in the past, due to mis-communications, gossip and/or death.
Friends that I truly shed a tear for. Ironically, that's how I've been rating my new friends. Would I shed a tear for them if they passed? Sorry to say but honestly 70% of that answer is no. In high school I was a proud young man. I earned my station in school and I wore the title very well. I may have seemed a bit conceited but I think that view was from haters. sorry to say it but it's true. I never felt I was better than anybody and I still feel the same way now.
I'm just finding it hard to have a conversation with anybody without being judged because I don't drink, smoke or hangout with two-faced, alcoholic hypocrites! Got news for you, I may live in the PJ's, may be home alone, no drinks, no drugs but I am me. And, I am doing what God wants me to do. My kids are not hanging in the streets despite what their mom did to them and they are thriving.
I know I'm venting but I've been holding it in too long. I wish certain people would take their own advice and mind their business. I expect a lot from my friends because they expect a lot from me. If I have come through for them why can't they do the same?
A true friend can go years without seeing each other and it would feel like it was yesterday. I don't feel like that with many of you "friends". I also identify a friend by the title my children call them. It's usually Tio or Titi. It's that because that friend is family. Uncle Spray, Uncle Gus, Uncle Gee. It used to be Tio Jose, titi becky but they took a risk and lost.
For my high school acquaintances, well, those that are truly my friends, you know who you are. You've called me or messaged me out of nowhere just to see how I am doing. Or how my kids are doing. I appreciate that so much. Uncle Jimmy. He's been there through and through and I'll always have much love for him even tho I don't see him often enough. For those that judged me, I will weed you out one by one out of my life.
All I've ever asked of anybody was to walk a mile in my shoes, then judge me not les thee be judged.
Oh and before I forget, If I send you a personal message and you don't answer it, I take offense to that. It takes two minutes just to say, "Everything is fine Ken, I'll get to you later." It's a simple acknowledgement and it releases the stress of my worrying. If you can't answer anything for me then I must say goodbye to you conceited fucks of the world.
To those I love, you understand. To those I like, you too understand. To the rest. Up yours!
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Just for fun!
I wrote this song to the theme of "I will Survive" Hope you enjoy.
At first when we got married
She was by my side
Life was perfect
and we had nothing to hide
Then as time passed by
we fell into a rut
She started looking for diversions
and she messed it all up!
And there she went
right out the door
she followed the same pattern
that she'd done before
She forgot about holding hands
and how beautiful she was
She never looked back
So I looked for God above!
And he told me, You will survive
As long as HE is by my side, I know I'll be alright
For I have been blessed with unconditional love
For God and my Angels watch me from up above!
I will survive!!!
Thank You
At first when we got married
She was by my side
Life was perfect
and we had nothing to hide
Then as time passed by
we fell into a rut
She started looking for diversions
and she messed it all up!
And there she went
right out the door
she followed the same pattern
that she'd done before
She forgot about holding hands
and how beautiful she was
She never looked back
So I looked for God above!
And he told me, You will survive
As long as HE is by my side, I know I'll be alright
For I have been blessed with unconditional love
For God and my Angels watch me from up above!
I will survive!!!
Thank You
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