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@haitianqueerpoet
Faux pas and Hurricances
Pressed lips on starched collars
Standing on the
tips of toes just to look in you
We said our black and brown kids
Too many times sorry
Straight faces and crooked grins
The gust
left us bored
You told me it was a light wind
Backs pressed against bed frames
The storm weathered me
Our flesh spun into fabric
Organic cottons and your
knees pressed against my bows
Dragged down a runway
And not stitch strung
Stay in peace, not in pieces...
These workouts might be paying off... The glow up is on the horizon (at Golightly Fit)
Momma's boy - Happy early birthday, Mom! #newyearsbaby!! Though we have had ups and downs, this year you have shown me time and time again that you are a champion for all things Jacques. Thank you and Happy Birthday! (at Elmont, New York)
Goals for 2017
1. Read a book a month
2. Meal Prep every week
3. Meditate every day
4. Workout 5 days a week
5. Explore ATL even on my own
6. BREATHE... find my way to my happy place
7. Stop worrying about what others think
Revisiting the same place - A Year In Review.
When you find yourself in the same position that you were last year during this time. You have to have a serious conversation with yourself like:
Self, this seems like a similar place.
Awkward, dry sexual experiences, emotionally unavailable men, feeling disrespected by badass rude children and the list continues.
Last year i put the blame on several things, my living situation, grad school, Miami and various other scapegoats. But last summer change came in a major way. Atlanta provided me with a new atmosphere. A city without a safety net, I knew next to no one.
I spent the 5 months in Atlanta, adjusting to teaching elementary school and dating several different boring guys. I entertained them though. I tried to please parents some of them were insufferable.
And here I am back in Elmont and though the degree is complete and I am no longer in Miami. I still have the same New Years Resolutions. i still want to lose those 30 pounds, I now want to be celibate. When you keep meeting emotionally unavailable nigga after emotionally unavailable nigga you need a break. I really though Nick was different but I stay too long waiting to see if he would eventually feel the same way I did. I also can’t even remember the last time I had a truly exciting sexual experience. Sex has becoming so boring.
I will lose the weight. I am the same kid who graduated college without parental support and lived in NYC managed to forge a way when there was no way. I can do this! Lose the weight, fix my broken bussy and find a career with the right fit.
Beauty
Gratitude 9-18-16
I am thankful for new opportunities.
I am thankful for new friends.
I am grateful for an opportunity to learn and grow
I am grateful for the money I have and I know more money is coming my way.
It’s time to revisit goals I made earlier this year.
Here is the PLAN to make me feel better
–>A moratorium on all dating apps
–>Celibacy for 6 months
–>Run 1 mile every other day
–>10 minutes of meditation daily
–>Journal every day
–>Cross training 3x a week
–>Live by the motto “If it is important to you, you’ll make time for it.”
These adjustments seem more reasonable to me.
Mental Health Day
I took a mental health day! I feel like Atlanta has made me lose sight of who I am and where I’m going. I came to this city with the goal of being independent. But I was in a drought in Miami, male attention was far and few between. Atlanta is truly the black gay Mecca. If you want to fuck there are options, if you want to have friends there are options and if you want relationships there are options. Authenticity takes time to build, though. I’m a bit weary from building. I met a guy I really like he told me he likes consistency but he is far from it. He is consistent with posting on IG or Snap, but a good morning text never happens if I don’t initiate. I need to rededicate myself to myself and not pay attention to these silly boys. I’m going to go get tested and come back with some goals.
Enough
I am enough!
I have always been enough!
I will continue to be enough!
I will consistently do my best and success will surround me.
I thought I was cured
Lord, here I am not coping with my loneliness. My mentality was that i was going to come to Atlanta and be strong, confident and okay with my loneliness. I met a boy who made me want to reconsider. He was like my father cold and distant. It was eerie. Too familiar but I wanted it to work so bad. Just like my father he couldn’t handle my emotion and now I’m open and I feel vulnerable. This wasn’t the plan. I thought I was cured.
Last weekend in MIA so let's make really gay (at Gay Beach)
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Turn ons!
Physical
+a big smile (not afraid of joy)
+hairy legs
+manicured hands
+pedicure toes
+someone who works out,yoga, does physical activities
+someone who has a positive body image
+beard
Skin Deep
+someone who has multiple intelligences
+someone who likes sports and is willing to explain them to me
+must meditate or enjoy silence
+avid reader
+outdoorsy
+romantic
+honest
+genuine
Thoughts
So I met some boys from Atlanta yesterday and I wasn’t impressed. I’m just over boys who are so dick hungry. They gave me some I haven’t been thirsty at all. This one boy wants me to come over so he can suck my dick but I’m so uninterested. I don’t feel sexy as of late. I can’t wait to go to Atlanta and sign up for Crossfit. Maybe it is my maturity kicking in or my fear of catching HIV but I’m just not in the space to entertain men. I’ve come to the terms that the majority of these boys out here are fuck boys. It feels good not to be looking and not to be pressed but I wonder sometimes if I’ll ever stumble across that right one. Maybe i need to meditate or some shit...
I want to get my yoga on.
