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(Lyfted) Thoughts Series:

When the phone - not - phone you have been using as a music player finally dies, so you go back to that old janky ipod you kept from h.s.. Only to fall back in love with songs you haven’t heard in ages.

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(Lyfted) Thoughts Series: spheres of Life

As I finish off a quick 1 am "Let's be real" msg on okc or Tinder or one of those random dating apps. I reflect upon something key to the difference between my work sphere and the other spheres of my life (social, home, relationships, hobbies). I have had years and varied experience to be at 30 and say...I know what I want. I know what I feel when it comes to how I interact with everything except for my career. I lack the specific experience and confidence to know how to assert myself at the same level I do in other facets in life. I need to stop caring about coming off as the aggressive/angry black woman. Because being reserved has done nothing for me at work. So now I need to bring the decisive bad botch out to play at work.

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(Lyfted) Thoughts Series ~Floating Stickies

This new installmenst, ‘Floating Stickies’, is just thoughts I threw up but didn’t feel were ready for a ~straight to tumblr~ type lyfe. But now kours, days, weeks, months later, I find it and feel it is just time. Maybe a few editing jobs here and there if I dont feel it takes away fron the thought. There are some old vault ones that came from floating stickies on my phone. There will be a differentiation between the two now.

So…..

when you see a photo by random of an old hookup (one who, you were crushing on him hard. got the OVARIES to ask him to come out with you finally. That night he gets drunk and batshit crazy and you and your friend (*cause you learn in moments like these, those tag along buddies are crucial…Take my advice, first dates are sometimes good for take a long friends. Helps keep it muito chill) have no idea wtf is going down, so you try to put him in a cab home. But he keeps jumping out. So you decide to let him crash at your place cause he might really hurt himself. When home, he basically tries it so you fuck him cause YOU are mad horny and, “Hey. This was your crush and you were ballsy enough to ask him out.” BUUUUUT he whips it out and WHOMP IS NOT ACCURATE ENOUGH. But goddammit YOU’RE NOT A QUITTER!! But the sex is bad. Just terrible. You stop cause he is drunk and you are drunk and just…no. After that you avoid him and make excuses, but then you think you shouldn’t judge him on performance cause he was drunk. And you have met small dicks with amazing skills. So you go on another date. Sober. Hook up. You have all the questions regarding sex with him. ALL the question dear readers. Number 1 - his sex is the equivalent of knocking off 25 experience points on your sex card. Never ever hangout but invite him to your going away where he tries to get friskie. But fool me twice, chicken soup and rice you aren’t falling for it. Never see him again but get one or 2 stray drunk msgs…then nothing…

When you see said ex hook ups new boo and you are genuinely happy for him. And chuckle as your mind just replayed on speed that whole interaction. This is my life. Real time. UPDATE: Received what I soon realized were drunken Kakaos one early Sunday afternoon. And then he tries to call so now you have to ignore him because you know this game guys in Korea played out time and time again.