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  • Tired

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    1 posts, 1 voices, 758 views, started Oct 17, 2009

    Posted on Saturday, October 17, 2009 by Christine Diaz


    • Amethyst

      I’m tired, tired of the pressure of everyday life.
      Tired of the stress & strife, tired of the lies, garbage, broken promises and the not showing up!!
      Tired of taking care of this one who, is hurt cuz his girlfriend won’t believe him. Tired of hearing how much he loves her and watching her dog him. Tired of him begging and acting like he’s true, when we both know he’s still lying to you.
      Tired of waiting for my turn, tired of all these yahoo motherfuckers that don’t have a clue....

      A clue on what to do with me. This wonderful Queen who intimidates the few, who is all soft & mushy on the inside, the one who hides cuz when she comes to show, these yahoo motherfuckers don’t know. I’m real, a gem, a pearl. All hard like a diamond, but brillaint in my hues.
      Yahoo’s dont know what to do, never met a woman like me, but quick to ask me to cook...

      Imagine that, me cooking for your yahoo ass, when you don’t have the class to ask me out!

      Oh, without a doubt you want some trim, want me to let you in, only to start again. I’m tired.
      I have no more room left for the shallow, take me as I am, honor me with the truth, honor my loyalty, my trust, my love, or keep it moving.
      Don't ask my name, I'm not down with the games of who, what or when. Don't defame me for my courage, don't critizice me for my strenght. DO NOT BETRAY ME FOR ANOTHER!!!
      I am not your mother, why should I forgive so you can forget how you lied, cheated, betrayed and played a sista?
      Listen Mista, it’s time to take responsibility for the humilty you have caused. So listen up yahoo’s, I’m tired of the blues, I’m tired of bringing my hues to these different faces that have the same dark heart.
      Loving is an art, it’s being smart, being present, not just for yourself , but for the other.

      Shine this diamond, let the light in. Keep the fires bright, keep the love flowing, keep the relationship growing. If you falter, don’t give up, man up, step up, stand up and be accountable. Let your love show so we can grow.

      Whatever you do Mr. Yahoo, just don’t let me get tired....

      Love & Respect
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