One Time We Painted…

So the other day.

Like a  few weeks ago actually.

I went over to my cousins house to attempt to paint a master piece on a few walls in her kids bedroom.

One to start.

(The other room is another adventure that has yet to be written.)

But first. I’m not gonna lie.

She had mentioned this a few times but I did not feel like being active because sleep was sounding way too good at the time.

Being off for like three weeks from work.
Like what what.
Lol yes, I wasn’t about that doing shit life. tbh.


So I got over there at like…. 11 in the morning.

I want to say like 11:08 but same shit

(we are just going to round backwards to make it look like I was up a little earlier)

So we started by trying to figure out a game plan.

She had already did some sketches and what not hours before I got there.

So basically we went with a city “outline” on the one wall and then the other was Captain America’s Shield. And then a door that was referenced to Superman.

So I want to say after all was said and done with the tape up and all it was like after 1.

We were not really about that life and hungry from all the “work” we had done and went to eat lol

I mean we did, I think start to paint before that.

So here was where we were at.

I had to do the door because I just had to. (It was given to me)

Lmao and of course.

Of course ,I didn’t take a picture of the door.

So that was basically phase 1.

Looks pretty good right. Like we are some mothafukking professionals up in this bitch.

Hire us.


This was some during and then that’s all I got.


I ended up doing the star white and we did the rest of this wall grey in a “fuck it” way because of the colors we had to use.

And didn’t get a picture of anything else …lmao

Not gonna lie I thought that I had more pictures but I clearly dropped the ball on this one folks.

So sorry if you thought this was going to be a long drawn out thing with tons of pictures because my ass Fucked up lol

But still

Hire me.

Okay that’s all.

Until next time.

Paint on.


One day I gave up

I gave up…

I gave up because you did.

I gave up because you stopped.

I gave up because you didn’t want it.

I gave up because I knew better.

I gave up because I was wrong for all the right reasons.


You stopped..

You stopped it all.

You stopped caring.

You stopped loving.

You stopped being the one.

You stopped being the person I swore I knew.

You stopped everything that I thought was the truth.

&& then I stopped living.

I stopped believing everything that you fed to me.

I stopped believing all the lies you told me.

I stopped caring so much about all the things that did not matter.

I stopped because you stopped.

But I moved on…

&& one day you will do the same.

(Even though, you already have…)

One day you will show the world that it was nothing but a lie.

One day.

One day my friend it will all be clear.

One day I will be able to hear your name and not shed a tear.

One day I will laugh at all the mistakes I have made with you.

One day I will learn from them.

One day.

I will be okay.

I will be better.

I will forget.

I will move on.

I will not look back.

I will be happy again.

One day.

&& when that one day does decide to show up, I will be there.

I will be there with my suitcase in hand and on my way.

On my way to a place that I never knew existed.

A place that was meant for me.

A place that I will make my own.

A place where I belong.

One day.




Just Wait

Lately I have seen a handful of people find someone.
People that have went “forever” being alone.

They seem to have found happiness all at once…
And that makes me happy

It makes me so happy to see other people happy.
It is sort of like a sense of hope,

a sense of worth.

Just all around exciting.

I often wonder when my turn will be.
No rush.
Just something I wonder…

Just thinking about it, makes me think of the little things that I miss…

So many little things….

Just thinking about them give me a small smile.
Oh man. Oh man. Oh man.
Happiness at its finest.

I wonder if I will ever be able to have that sort of happiness again…

It is one of those things that I feel like every single one of us goes through.
We can all often wonder things of that nature when we feel alone,
Or have been alone for a certain period of time.

I am no expert,
But I know that things can happen.
Just don’t think about them so much, it will make it worst!

Believe me when I say..

That I have a list in my head,
in my mind,
in my soul

That I replay over and over and over again, each time with a smile bigger than the last

I will be worth it


Stay Posi….

Having no feeling.
Just wanting to be loved.

Days like this are when we say “stay posi
It will all get better soon enough

I have beaten myself up over things that I have had no control over for so long,
&& I am just trying to figure out when it will all be over…

When will I be able to be completely happy again?
I still have yet to find out that answer 😦

&& you know, the only thing I would like to do is be able to make someones day,
I would love to know that someone smiled today because of me.

I just want to spread love, spread happiness..
(stay posi)

Here I sit just thinking about how I missed out on different opportunities because I was afraid..
Afraid to try something new,

Afraid to be happy.. .
&& most days I hate myself for that..
but there is nothing that I can do about it now.
I messed up and I missed out and I just see so many happy people but I can still never be apart of them.

I do not write for anyone but myself.
I speak words out loud to myself almost everyday after work or even before work.
I have 40 minutes each way to sit and think and just wonder…
Wishing that I could change everything

The days go by so fast and sleep takes over me,
With each day that passes I just seem to slip away more and more
Slower and slower with each day
It hurts.. it really does

(stay posi)

I’ve heard that a few years ago from someone who meant a lot to me.

I know where it came from and I knew what it meant

I can still try and look back to figure things out.

Try to find the right fit to the puzzle

The right combination to the safe

The correct way to think

The right words to say….

But I can’t.

I won’t.

I don’t want to go backwards

So I won’t

Stay posi



Tall, Dark && Handsome… What?

So the other day..
..well for the most part.. ( it was more like over a year ago, but we are just going keep that between you and I)
I was just randomly thinking about the dating scene,
what people are into and their types.. all their likes and dislikes
Fuck it.
Fuck it..
Fuckity fuck..


And then it struck me like a lightning bolt from the mothafucking sky….

Who came up with Tall, Dark and Handsome?

Like what does that even fucking mean?

So then I thought…

Lets look it the fuck up and get all the details.

(Side note: sorry for the use of all the F bombs so close together and it is just the beginning of this post lol.. but you love it though)

First things first.
So I was typing in Tall dark and handsome.
(You can see some of the random ass things that came along with it.)


What is even tall, dark and handsome coffee?

What magical shit is this?

Curious as a cat. I clicked on it thinking that it was going to be something super out of the ordinary for some reason but it turned out to be just like a coffee brand or flavor.


Idk. I clicked out of it so fast from being sort of disappointed that I didn’t even care to look any further.

So moving down this list on Bing or whatever I was using to search this non sense.
I clicked on down to the meaning.

Side note. Again.
Apparently it was a movie also that came out in 1941.
About an hour and 18 minutes long to be exact. lol
Didn’t really care who was in it or what it was about but the cover was cartoon like so you can take that image and run with it.
Unless you have personally seen it before, and if that is the case just dismiss my rude ass.

Back to the story.
Or whatever you want to call this shnit.

First of all. Again.
The first thing that I noticed was a shirtless guy.
Now call me crazy but I guess you have to be in really good shape and maybe tall to fit this role.

I don’t know for sure though because I am obviously having fun with this and just completely guessing out the rear on this one. But mainly having fun.

Clicking on some post from Quora.
I skimmed over it and it basically was referring to Indian men.
(Not sure if this shirtless guy was actually Indian that they were using but he could of

There was also a bunch of other nonsense that I didn’t feel the need to read but on to the next site.


The next site says something about the meaning on
Seems random as fuck.
But again what do I know?
We gonna click on that shit.

Any who

This site says that the meaning has been used for over a century (which a lot of sites seemed to have agreed on that ONE thing)

The site also says that Tall, dark and handsome is mainly to describe
“swoon worthy leading men” 

Whatever that means.

So there you have it folks. I wanted to know the answer and kind of figured it out.
I am also not going to lie and say that I just got tired of looking online because I just stopped caring after like 15 minutes.


Just for fun. I also did the same search on Safari on my iPhone.
And this is what came up.


Anyways, I hope you enjoyed your kind of long stay here at
Feel free to come again because I will be here!
Until next time folks 🙃