Life at almost 40
One thing I've seen & learned is I can't depend on people for shit. I can't trust people for shit, no matter who it is. If I find someone acting remotely shady, I back up off that ass as if we're total strangers.
People always ask so much of me yet give little of themselves. Who loves or appreciates someone with closed fists? Don't ask me to put forth an effort that you yourself can't and won't return. I've spent 39 years (yes, 39!) of my life pouring out of myself to others whom are willing to take from me with a smile on their face. Let me ask anything no matter how great or small, it's like pulling teeth from an alligator.
I'm no longer anyone's charity case, friend to pity, go-to person to use, the butt of jokes, person you love to secretly hate, person you pile your problems on, your personal Google, bitching post, NONE OF THAT SHIT! If you aren't the two young men that was snatched out my vagina at childbirth, I have absolutely 0 for yo ass.
Come the stroke of 40, I'm simply gonna tell you fuck off & do it with a smile. Jay-Z said it best: "Once a good girl's gone, she's gone forever." And this one is about to leave the building very soon.
