Hey….how y’all doing?

It’s been a while, I know. I can hear y’all talking shit already, but let me explain!

….I actually don’t have to explain myself to y’all. Y’all not gonna whoop me. Ion give a fuck.

Imma stop half playing and give y’all (to whoever cares cuz if we’re gonna be honest, I got a very small audience and I’m positive at least half of y’all don’t give a fuck lmao.) 

BTW, I ain't proofread this hoe, so if there's mistakes, don't do too much.

I ain’t say that for sympathy. That’s just the truth and I’m cooling with that. I don’t gotta live up to anyone’s expectations, especially when I don’t feel like it.

My bad, it seems I got off track which is once again, Y’ALLS FAULT 🫵🏾. You had one job! Don’t think I missed the fact that you didn’t take your shoes coming in here! I ain’t mop yet, so you’re safe…for now.

Back on topic, the explanation is I got busy, I got laid off, I got positive, I got negative, I got happy, I got mad, and eventually landed on sad. 

I really did not want to make my comeback post depressing, especially since I think the last one was a bit depressing. I don’t even remember what it was about, tbh. I’m just taking a wild guess and y’all can look back and see for yourselves. Don’t worry, I’ll wait.

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Y’all def didn’t look, but it’s ok cuz I’m right. In this domain, I’m always right,  and as long as everyone remembers that, we’ll be fine 😌

Anyways , that’s the main reason I haven’t updated as much as I wanted. I had a big ass writer’s block when it came to speaking on anything.

Not sure it’s noticeable, but no homo, I put my heart in my writing. If my heart is not in the mood, the words won’t.

I pushed myself to be in a position mood and be optimistic as fuck. I was faced with the truth whenever I was faced with a taunting blank notepad.

That’s why ain’t shit funny in this comeback post. I haven’t made any jokes or anything because genuinely, no homo, my heart’s not in it and I already gotta fake it in my real life. I was not about to do in my blog. MY DOMAIN. MY SHIT.

I think of this blog as my bedroom where I’m sitting on the bed with no pants on, nipples rock hard on display cuz I refuse to wear a bra at home, no makeup on, and my Pusha T braids are stuffed in a bonnet. And I’m just yapping my thoughts to those who wanna hear me.

I don’t have to perform and I can just voice the random thoughts swirling the fucked up place I call my brain. 

Don’t get me wrong, I am ECSTATIC I’m no longer working at that bitchass company anymore. That is not depressing me at all. Matter of fact, I was giddy like a mf and sat up here and applied for unemployment.

What’s getting me, is what now? I hate that I feel like I have to be doing something to validate my existence, but I do. I’m fucking 27 now and that depresses me cuz what did I accomplish, really? I’m close to 30…… *screams* I’m really fucking close to 30. It’s all good cuz I set my self-expiration date to a certain date in 2026. 

That’s all I really have for you- oh you expected to me say “just kidding” or “I’m joking!”

Didn’t I tell y’all ain’t shit funny in this blog post? I told y’all I have no jokes 🤷🏾‍♀️

Back to what I was saying, that’s all I really have for you guys. I’m hoping, for your sake, the next post is something positive cuz I really don’t want a depressing ass blog. Maybe I’ll do a song analysis, another anime scene, who knows? Not I 🙋🏾‍♀️

Aight y’all, now get out of my room. I'm finna take a nap now. Byeeeee!