This is a picture of a time when I had high hopes. A travel toothbrush, deodorant and some mouthwash, perfect for a night of good sex, a breakfast date and some boo loving later. Le sigh, towards the later part of 2016, the breakfast dates and the boo loving started to dry up. Hoping to find myself in a relationship or at least in a consistent “situation-ship” situation was more ambitious than thinking the electoral college would pick Hilary over Trump 12/19. My hope ‘peaced-the-fuck-out’ with the Obama Presidency and Hillz’ geriatric pantsuits. Damn, Damn, Damn!! I am looking forward to an awesome 2017. I’m feeling like it’ll definitely be prosperous, not sure about amorous…2016 owes me some good karma damnit!
Matter of fact, Karma owes me some good karma – freaking stingy ass broad! That bitch wakes up every morning like “what have you done for me lately?” Argh!! I try to do the right thing, be kind – that is – when my zodiac sign doesn’t compel me to be petty, and curve getting into fuckery that would cause pain to others. Case in point: I had a magnificent opportunity to indulge in some fuckery of epic proportions…I’m talking orgasmic deliciousness BUT I decided not to be selfish and let that shit go…and where has all of this gotten me? Single, dickless, and alone on a Friday night writing a blog and watching some corny ass movie. I’ve got some awesome shit planned for 2017 and I hope she shows up and shows out for your girl.
All I know, is Karma better buss it wide open for a bitch or I’m about to be on my worst behavior. I have been patient long enough. Karma, where you at bih?
Holla at ya later!