The Year 2025....

For most parents, especially those of us on our LAST kid, the graduating year of that kid is a pivotal moment. 

We are on a COUNTDOWN like no other. Let me be the first to say it. 

The difference for some of us is this....

We know parenting isn't OVER on that magical graduation day. 

Yes, there steps that are going to be made. School. Work. SOMETHING. 

Yes, there will be more free time for the parent as they transition hopefully from DOING THEIR JOB TO THE FULLEST to doing more for themselves. You've heard the sayings so I don't have to list them.. You've probably said them, live by them, etc... 

All of that exists to varying degrees for almost every parent at this stage but we ALL KNOW that it isn't over. 

They still usually need us in some capacity. 

Does that mean that we need to be on the immediate standby that we were on during their K-12th grade years?

NO. In fact, one should go live a little. Duh! It also doesn't mean that there won't be times when your young adult needs you. Hopefully, you've equipped them with all the tools they need to survive and if you are the 'sink or swim' type of parent, your conscious can be clear as you watch them doggy paddle through Life. This is where things start to split. 

The 'enabling' parent. Any kind of help is enabling in this case. Don't believe me. Ask anyone who didn't get any help. That's their stance. lol So we are just going to go with it. I'm being sarcastic here. Also, some folks don't consider free attendance to college, getting a job via their parents, etc help either so there's that..

Versus

The parent that doesn't 'enables' their children by letting them fail on their own miserably at first, only to come back and help with all kinds of ' I told you so.." The one that could have helped, let the kid refuse help, and then ends up having to help them when they are older when both parties have built of resentment. The 'child' needs help but they don't want to take it from the parent, who is now on their horse about the failures of the past. Failures that the parent probably pushed on the kid by putting pressure on them to do certain things and offering either help with heavy dose of control or no help at all. 

Most of us are TRUTHFULLY trying to fall in the middle. Letting them learn along the way but not letting them do damage or using our own experiences as a punishment towards them because 'we had to go through it' as the sole reason. It's bullshit. You are supposed to be a BETTER PARENT than your parents. Even if you were parents were GREAT. That's the bar. 

2025 is the last time I get to put that into practice. This kid is a totally different kid than my others. You also get better at parenting as you go or well YOU SHOULD. There are couple of things I've already done to hopefully make 2025 smooth. There's another factor with the real possibility of her playing collegiately in her sport so that changes the dynamic as I will want to see that. 

My situation is different because since I am a male, we usually aren't 'expected' to show up until graduation and then MAYBE if the kid does something in college. I said 'expected' like that because truth be told, there are some men who aren't involved at all. Until the day the kid walks the stage... Prior to that time, they spend their time ducking their responsibilities, putting it on the Mother and all of that stuff. 

I'm not that dude. Never been that dude. Being widowed didn't make me not that dude. That was NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN. 

This is a situation that is not the product of that. I was who I was when I got here..- Jay-Z paraphrased. 

A real Father. Put in time and not just money Father. As I SHOULD BE so hold your applause. It's okay. Really. I have enough people who let me know I'm doing a FINE job. That doesn't change the facts. 

The facts are also that because I am this way AND I'm by myself, my shit gets put under the microscope extra hard. I'm also expected to abandon my kids if I want someone in my Life. Maybe even for her kids to some extent...

Or so I thought.. 

Finding out there are plenty of good women, attractive in both body and spirit to me, that DON'T FEEL THIS WAY. At all. 

This is makes the journey worth it more a bit. Oh, I was going to complete it ANYWAY because that's my job/mission/pleasure to do. I thought it was possible the entire time but Life is gonna Life and it dealt a blow to the plans. 

The fire is still there though. So are the options. So are the options.... 

Good luck to all of you parents, not only in 2025 but before and after.*

Remember, you are enough and it is worth it. All of it. 

Those that don't understand just don't need to be around and please don't give that understanding to someone else who won't truly give it to you back. It should be reciprocal. 

Keep going. Your kids will appreciate it hopefully but more importantly, you'll know that you did your best. 

*That graduating year of 2025 will be a CIVIL DAY on my end. I'm there for my kid. That's it. Hope all will be there for their kid only too. 

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My Youngest Child

 I heard the words I've wanted to hear from my youngest child for a minute after a basketball game was over. 

I had SO MUCH FUN.. 

She's so good at it that people sometimes suck the fun outta the damn game for her. 

She just went and played. Let it fall where it may. 

She played great. Period. Highlight assist. Customary 3's. Handles. A little foul trouble though. Not under her control. 

That's it. That's the post. 

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(Words) My role didn't 'change' it just finally got noticed X Father's Day thoughts from me.. X Wingman X Call Sign is "Goose"

This might be one of those posts that some of you will be able to do is nod your head. I probably gonna be cryptic (surprise...surprise!) but I have to say what I have to say. Pretty much the only way I feel comfortable doing it is this medium. You can always not click on these you know.. @ the posts..

June 17 2013..... Almost seven months now.... You know, as much as I want to stop counting the days... certain things just won't allow for it.


The 'firsts' keep piling up....Birthdays...holidays..Discussions... There have been revelations galore. Discoveries that well....quite frankly... make me wish I wasn't so damm 'intelligent'. Some that haven't though. Some bought comfort. Others bought a lil more to deal with. All were NEEDED THOUGH. The words 'Too smart for you own good' come to mind however...lol

The things that I have realized, discovered, come to grips with, whatever you wanna call them are the very things that make one make cruel jokes when bad things happen to others, make one shudder in fear that they too may once have to face such adversity and has made many folks just flat out LIE, retreat, or disappear when it is time to put up or shut up.

I see why now some of you sit back in admiration. I've watched some of you go through some of them on a smaller scale and RUN. Retreat. Fall back. Lose your nerve. Do nothing. Say nothing. Let it lie. Lay down..

I'M MADE OF NONE OF THAT SHIT THOUGH. @ what this situation would make most of you do. Bad as I think it could get. As bad as things REALLY ARE. I'm not made like that. Oh, to some of you I wasn't 'built like that' due to the fact that I have not 'fought for the trivial bullshit reasons that some of you have gone out for. I hear it in your voice. You know that not to be true NOW. It's a fucking shame I had to lose a wife for you to see it though. I've ALWAYS BEEN THIS WAY. Never wavered. Always did things when they needed to be done. Now here you come, late to the party..like usual.... Just now realizing it might just a be a bit bigger than you thought...


That 'respect' you give me for dealing with my 'situation' and all lets me know that. It's just different now. Your eyes tell me you 'wanna tell me something' but your heart knows that at this point, I could probably give a fuck less about whatever trivial shit you have for me and that I've probably processed it WELL BEYOND ANY REALM you could think of. Even if this were a movie, it would be too 'real' for the lot of you. Your words reflect that. My bluntness, my curt responses, unwavering real answers to questions show you that....

Yesterday was a celebration of Fatherhood and I am very happy for those that received the accolades that they deserved. 'Preciate the well wishes from many of you as well. I have to say this though..Been wanting to just flat out say it for YEARS... 'Cause I feel like it needs to be said... I'm no Johnny Come Lately outchea...


I've never NOT BEEN THEIR FATHER. I've never NOT been their first and last line of defense. EVER. In their Life.....


So as I sit here this morning on Monday June, 17th, with this 6 year old in the same place she has always made her way to at some point EVERY MORNING, into the same spot that ALL OF MY CHILDREN EVENTUALLY FOUND THEIR WAY TO IN THE AM, know that. I know some of you 'know' though. You've seen it. I just hope you don't 'forget' or 'misremember' history in light of new events. I feel like some of you have forgotten though. Or maybe you just never 'knew'.. 

So I'm telling you.  Not 'cause something happened either... You see, I have enough 'emotion', pain, and turmoil that shit that happened weeks or months ago can bubble up from time to time. So I don't need much 'motivation' to write about it. I kinda live it... Every once in awhile, the volcano erupts and this time I'm not really about that 'Caring about who is in harms way' of the lava Life. Many of you have waited for this day.. Here it is. Enjoy it. Don't be too surprised if you catch a stray though... 

Your interactions, brief, long, or whatever with all parties involved in my situation (or the main party) that have shaped what you 'thought you knew', only gave you a peek. A small look into the Life. 

I wanted it that way. Trust me. I walked away from more 'problems'. Over the YEARS, I've heard 'what you said'. How you felt.

I knew you were taking my Fatherhood for granted. Like it was an entitlement. Like my lessons that were on public display were for you enjoyment. Your revenge for others who have scorned others. My punishment if you will... lol 

I knew a lot of you 'lived' through me and thought 'One day, I'm gonna get my shit together and be a Father to my kid..Like that man is showing my kid RIGHT NOW..." 

"One day my brother (my baby daddy/my husband/sperm donor/etc) may be the Father he is..." I know. I saw it. 

"It's probably just her.. It can't be him..Good genes...Probably...Look at him, never did like that nigga...Damm it might be him.. Well if it is then it because of her..." @ how some of you felt/feel.. 






I turned 'away' from a lot of shit 'cause THEE MOST IMPORTANT THING WALKING AROUND ON THIS EARTH ARE MY KIDS TO ME. I did things I KNOW I didn't have to do for the sake of peace. I walked away when I knew I was RIGHT 'cause I knew how much.... yeah... I adjusted. I made alternative plans for folks 'ways' 'cause I KNEW they weren't thinking shit through... I've been 'on fire' with anger and STILL DID THE RIGHT THING 'cause well..it was the RIGHT THING TO DO. 

No apologies. 

No 'Damm that was fucked up what I did... I'm sorry'... nothing received. Nothing but a 'Oh that's 'cause he is a good father/man..' so let me continue to shit where I eat..

There isn't much I haven't done in the way of 'sacrifice' for ANY OF MY CHILDREN. I could have been MADE THIS ABOUT ME and well..frankly been 'right'. 

It's never been about me for very long man..I might get a day here or there. Nothing long term though. I've always made sure everybody else around was 'comfortable' as they could be in the situation even while I was getting my proverbial head stepped on. Everybody else got to do 'what they needed to do..'. Not me though. I KNEW I'D GET MY TURN. Didn't know 'how' though. Wish it wasn't like this... but alas, it is. 

Oh that's my own fault that I had to wait? That things 'turned out' how they did? Oh you don't care? See, that's the shit I'm talking about. Now though, when I pull a you on YOU I'm wrong... Oh... @ not really giving a fuck. 

I hear folks speaking of either them or other folks in the situations, 'putting up with this' or tolerating that' or 'sacrificing that' and it seems that some of you think that is only specific to a 'gender' or to a particular 'circumstance'. Newsflash. 

It isn't. 

Double duty.. DOUBLE TIME.... For more than one person. Funny how that seems to be 'forgotten'. Funny how some of you never noticed either. I mean who did you think had and DID FOR the children while all those hours got worked? Double shifts and whatnot.. 70 hour weeks... weekends too.. While all that 'playing' and 'memories of good times were being etched out? All that out of town going? All that school going and education pursuing that took place? 

Multiple folks could take jobs WHEREVER THEY WANTED. Didn't have to worry about anything but going to work. Do with their vacation pretty much as they saw fit, if they even wanted to take it. With no worry about who had 'the children'. 'cause...yup...you guessed it.. 

Work an overnight shift? Change of hours? Hey..I can do that. No problem. 

Fly out to Chicago? No problem. Go away to workshop....Yup no problem.

Oh there's an issue at work... go solve it. 

This isn't a movie man. My kids didn't just disappear via the production's pen because we could skip that chapter. This isn't the 'Soaps' where one day Sarah is 2 years old and next Tuesday she is 21 and on a arts school scholarship... Somebody had to handle that business. 




While working his OWN 40 hour week job 50% of the time.... Using his vacation and sick time PRETTY MUCH FOR CHILDREN and not trips to who knows where.... or when he was actually sick.. Field trips... sick days... "I forgot this...".... "It is such and such Parent day...".... Oh the job is getting in the way? Fine. Got that up outta here too. I LOVE MONEY like everyone else but eh... Did the math... 

Haven't figured out who the person who might have made these sacrifices could be yet???

Let me help you out...just in case you get any bright ideas... My Momma (and Daddy when he was alive) lives 500 miles away... so that's a no. Other Maternal grandmothers and grandfathers deceased. Paternal grandmothers and grandfathers deceased all three ways... Not an option. Never WAS an option. So that leaves...

Me. Started out that way. No dropping kids off to in-laws on the regular. I did it. As it SHOULD be but as we ALL KNOW IT ISN'T FOR EVERYONE so lets not act like it is.. *

I digress though.. I didn't think I'd ever have to come out and SAY IT. Clearly, I have to though so....

I'm saying it. For me. Somebody has to speak FOR ME and I've reached the point that I'm gonna do it. Feelings BE DAMMED. Fuck your feelings. 


I've done MORE IN 15 years THAN MOST FOLKS DO IN 30 years. If I walked away RIGHT NOW, I'd be good. I'm not gonna do that but lets be clear that I know my worth out here. Okay? Good... 


I'm still here.. 

This post is probably gonna come off as a 'I did it all' post. Naw. Not at all. Clearly OTHER FOLKS DID THINGS IN THE RAISING OF THESE CHILDREN. If that isn't clear to you let me make it clear. They did. 

What the post is about is what my role ALWAYS WAS. I clearly don't owe any of you 'an explanation' but since some of you feel the need to voice your displeasure to me or about my actions.....it  should be noted that my 'role' didn't just become that on or around November 19th 2012. It has always been that. Maybe 'you' didn't know it cause well... YOU WEREN'T AROUND and in some cases, despite 'who you are' you didn't 'need' to know 'cause the show never stopped due to your absence. 

Maybe she didn't tell you. Maybe you didn't listen. Maybe you didn't pay attention...Maybe she didn't make it seem that way. Maybe she didn't know how to 'disappoint' you by letting you know that it wasn't all just her due to the things 'expected' of her (that weren't expected of any of her peers..family..business or otherwise..)  Maybe you were wrong about me PERIOD. Maybe you were wrong ABOUT HER.**  Maybe you didn't know what you were talking about.. Maybe you'll never admit that though... 

Just maybe....

It is why she felt 'comfortable' enough to leave. She KNEW it would be okay. She KNEW what I was doing prior to that day would not only continue but that I could do what she was doing too. The latter took a bit for her to grasp but yeah... I wish she hadn't done it. I wish a lot things though. None of which can undo what is the reality.

I'm still here. 

It is why I don't feel bad now that there are just three of us here. Oh there's still four of us but.... I know what I've been doing the past 15 years. I got the war wounds to prove it. I know what I'll be doing 'till God sees fit for me not to be here anymore. Intention may not be to 'stop me' from doing so but there are no 'favors' being done here for me either. Lets not kid ourselves shall we? 

Information designed to hurt or maim, idle threats of what somebody 'could have done via court', 'you knowing me and my pain' or any of that other mess..... = putting folks in places they have never been in on my relationship ladder. The Youngbloodz and Lil Jon said it best.. I think you know the song... 

You don't give a damm then I don't give a... 


Not what you imagined would be going through my head on Father's Day is it? Well, now imagine putting together with EVERY DAY and the challenges each one of those bring..... 


How ironic that I am writing this today not just for me though. Oh don't get it twisted, I didn't 'make anything up'. I just so happen to know someone who has lost their spouse too. Who is also a gifted a writer. Who probably has wanted to type all of the words AND MORE that I just typed.... 

In the irony of all ironies.. she lived in the neighborhood I JUST MOVED TO. She had to move her children too. Another weird twist. Her mother is my doctor's secretary.  My doctor wouldn't be my doctor if it wasn't for Melissa as he was HER DOCTOR. 

I can't make this up.... I'm writing for her today too. 

The loss of her husband was in the same manner as mine so she has all the rage, the anger, the 'new found advice columnist' in her Life. The burden of taking care of her children ALONE. Many similarities. I hope that you are reading this and that you FINALLY get to writing. I know you have threatened to and I can't make you but I think you would feel better. I really do. It is your release. So go on ahead bring yourself pleasure... One day, I suspect you will write with the 'rage and anger' that I cannot do here in regards to 'her'. One day, you will write for me as I've done for you today. I will be grateful that day too for the words form but the posts never get published. Understand that she hears me like he hears you though but sometimes....it just has to come out. 



So you see, while you think I'm being 'selfish' over here, I'm really doing what I've always done. Helping people. Sure I've done plenty of 'bad'. I know I've also done plenty of good and it seems like for all the good I do, folks still seem to want to shit...never mind. You get the point. Yet I continue. I'm writing for me yes... 

I'm also writing for others. For those that 'do..do.. do ...and do so more' but due to the fact that others have family ties and allegiances, they get no credit. Due to the fact that others can't see things for what they are cause they have their head stuck so far up their own asses while swinging from the tree of "I only care about me and mine", somebody has to speak up. 

So it will be me. I'm speaking up. I know plenty who have done what I have done and they get the proverbial 'Plaque and a gold watch' dismissive wave. Meanwhile, some of you wouldn't be WHERE YOU ARE WITHOUT THEM. Whether you like it or not, they had an impact on YOUR LIFE and you are in a better position to succeed BECAUSE OF THEM. We can get 'hypothetical' but the bottom line is that THEY DID HELP YOU. I've helped you.  Respect it. 

But I'm the one who has changed though.....-_-


I'm gonna make sure my kids are okay and then I'm eventually going to get all the way off of the ground from the things that the last 16 years or so have taught me. When I do, lots of things will be left behind. Lots of feelings will be vaulted up and put into their proper perspective. Demons exercised. Less ghosts to chase. Forgiveness of self. Kids grown.. Parting of ways. Good, bad and indifferent. 

You will say I've changed. 

I will tell you....

* If you have it like that, I'm really not knocking you.. I promise. It is a beautiful thing. Kids should know their grands. Spend time with them. The whole nine. I did. 

Understand though, they are YOUR CHILDREN so yeah... you should probably have them with YOU more than not..Some of you I know personally know the struggle that is your kid listening more to YOUR PARENT than they do to you. You gotta call YOUR MOMMA to get them to go to bed and act right 'cause YOU didn't have them like you were supposed to from the door. 

That's because you allowed your kid to view them as the 'ultimate discipline' in the situation so long that you now have to fight for that right.. Sure, my Dad wanted my kids but 'for what'? Why would I do that? He wasn't going to be around to raise 'em. I knew that. It was my responsibility. So I took it... Anyway.... You got it like that, be thankful and prepared to take the reins one day.. lol


** More than an handful of you have expressed that you were 'wrong about her'. You thought she was 'stronger' than that. Respect to you for saying it. Hopefully you will respect what I am about to say to you though.. 

What kinda fuck shit is that? You 'thought' she was stronger than that? C'mon. She took on her responsibilities which were HUGE, sometimes YOUR RESPONSIBILITIES and countless others and you wanna sit here and say that? 




I mean maybe she should have just chosen to delegate her responsibilities to the next person so that she could have been 'happier' huh? Just like you... Oh.. 

As I said up top though, if she had taken some of y'alls approach to Life, things would have never gotten done the way they were. 

I know..I know..you don't understand. Just say that then.. Not that other fuck shit though. Probably wanna keep that one to yourself.. 

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(Grown Folks Talk) I had to get one of my 'hers' the help that 'She' needed..

Of course, by now, you know the backstory so I'm gonna jump right into it.

"You know that you and the kids are gonna need to talk to someone..." - You

"......." - Me


Reason for the dots? I was there. I kinda know the situation was pretty fucked up seeing as though I am SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF IT. *shrugs* 

I mean it isn't as if we lost our dog. Or our goldfish. Or that our house burnt down. Not that those things wouldn't hurt... 

We lost a mother. A wife. Life partner. Influential woman to young ladies who will become women. Road dawg. Sounding board. Etc..etc...etc... 

So yeah, when I saw that one of my 'hers' needed some 'attention' above and beyond that which I could provide, I got her that 'help'. I mean she was already talking (as they all were) to someone at school but I saw some things that said she needed more. You see, BEFORE HER MOTHER DIED, my health issues kinda got to her. So she began to fear losing me LONG BEFORE her mother passed. She chose other ways to cope. A cut here. A nick there. Always hidden from sight per say. 

Then her mother died......

Yeah.... 

Not. Good....


Sure we saw the band aids but she's a kid so yeah.. Thank God for the parenting rule of 'Take your little sister with you/there shouldn't be anything you are doing that she can't be present for' that is in place. 6 year old did her JOB. What some of you common niggas refer to as 'snitching'. She saved her sister. Proud of her. Sometimes, SOMEONE HAS TO TELL. Ya feel me?

So yeah.. I had to do the SECOND HARDEST THING I EVER HAD TO DO. I had to let my child go get help WITHOUT ME being there. I saw her every day. Sometimes twice after I gave her space to adapt. 

THE LONGEST TWO WEEKS EVER.. Didn't tell many folks. Bad enough that folks are gawking at us anyway. More ammo.. More shit to yap about. So we just handled it. Like the Gs that we are. Yes I said that. My kids and I are Gs out here. Soldiers belly crawling through this. One inch at a time. That's all we know. Is to keep going. They are soldiers just like their Momma was... 

She is 'fine' now. Bubbly Middle Child that I honestly haven't seen in a long time. She never 'stopped talking' so that wasn't the issue. She now takes her moments is all. She has other ways to cope. She grew up a lot in those two weeks. She saw some things I honestly wish she never HAD but I THINK IT WAS GOOD FOR HER. She saw that others are hurting too. She saw what happens when you DON'T GET HELP. When you do ignore the signs. When someone doesn't answer your cries for help. Not that she didn't GET THAT MESSAGE from her Mother's passing. This just showed the middle of the story to her. 

I had to go get one of my 'hers' the help that 'she' didn't get.....I couldn't drop the ball. I couldn't ignore it. Sure, I could have yelled at her about knives and scared the piss outta her. 

She would have just found something else to ease the pain. Another way. Who knows WHAT THAT COULD HAVE TURNED INTO.. We see enough examples of what folks turn to. I don't want her to know who 'Molly' is man. Fuck that. So off I took her.... To get some help.  

No finger pointing btw. Real spit. I wasn't there. @ my 'she'. I didn't live in Brooklyn. In Queens. I only know the transitioning girl child that became a woman... I only know that when I 'got her', she was hurting and that she needed it then but I couldn't 'make' her go. Only suggest. Implore. I do know that she could have used what my lil girl got AS A LITTLE GIRL. I do know that IT WILL BE DONE FOR ANYONE IN MY HOUSEHOLD NOW. That's what I do know.... I'm not of the adage that mental health care is for the weak. Or that 'we don't do that'. I know too many of 'us' that have taken their own lives to believe that foolishness. 

So for those of you concerned that I may not 'do right by them' and get them the help they need, you are too late. 

I've ten steps ahead of you. Trust me. 


My outbursts on Facebook. 

Many of you aren't privy to those honestly so this one might be a little bit confusing. Just follow along anyway though. It is pretty self explanatory.


The 'outbursts' that you see on Facebook usually don't bleed over to here or Twitter 'cause I've decided to concentrate them where the folks who I am talking about WILL SEE THEM. 

Why there? 

'Cause that is where they are pulling their info from. Where they 'see me'. It is the ONLY place they really see me honestly so that is where I choose to address it. For some of you, it is baffling. Probably a bit too much for you. Rest assured that like most things with me, you are only getting 5%. The issues I address there, usually get addressed BY ALL PARTIES INVOLVED fairly quickly and much more civilly than they get presented. No worries. Sometimes, you have to say what you have to say. Feel me? I usually say what I have to say and I'm pretty much DONE with the angst part of the issue when I push send. Much like  I am when I type stuff here. So y'all can stop worrying. 

Oh and if I REALLY WANTED YOU TO KNOW WHO I WAS TALKING ABOUT, I'd include them in the post. I don't for several reasons. I can forgive them. I know some of you can't. So I choose to keep it the way I do. 

Random thought:

I'm not sure what you guys are expecting of Justin Timberlake (or Hov for that matter on that Kendrick Lamar remix) but I fail to see the problem. Both are banging to me. Then again, some of you need the radio to tell you what is hot so yeah...I know for a fact that Jane is somewhere dancing her tail off to this joint.. That was our boy.. @ JT.. Okay... random thought over. 

Now where was I? Oh yeah... I was addressing me addressing folks on Facebook. That goes for here too actually. 

Speaking of that, I am single. :) We are gonna get into that a bit right now...Briefly. Vaguely. I know y'all wanna know. Dammit, you talk about me 'not being ready' all the time so that is how I know... Speaking of which..... 

Everybody is looking for the flyest thing to say... But I just wanna fly away.. with you....- You Know Who... *




Here's what I hear the most...


"I know you aren't ready for a relationship but I just want to know that whenever it is you might be that I need to know that...." 

Holy promissory note Batman!! - ME. 

(Looks into the camera) I don't really have to say much more do I? @ giving details. 

I don't mind bids being put in. I SWEAR I DON'T. 

Do. Not. Do. That. Though. 

Double talking. At its finest. 

Do I feel like I am saying too much about this? Naw.. If you follow me on Instagram, you can kinda see different things..lol Life is a secret but it isn't THAT MUCH of one in that aspect. If you are reading this and you know you probably fall under what I am talking about..... You HAD TO KNOW that this probably would make it here.. This is my outlet. Sorry. 

I'm gonna be REALLY CLEAR ABOUT ONE THING. She doesn't pass away, there is none of this. Period. Y'all probably need to RECOGNIZE THAT. Period. 

It is just a part of Life though. Only I know where I am with that reconciliation process. @ being married, moving like I am still married and if and when I can move on. If I can actually 'love someone' ANYWHERE NEAR THE level that I did with her. Or if I even want to. I knew where my relationship stood, what I was trying to deny that I was being prepped for and all of that good stuff. I would 'explain' that last statement but some of you would just flat out NEVER GET IT. So yeah.... In English, I probably know what I am ready for WAY MORE THAN ANY OF YOU WILL EVER REALLY KNOW. Degree'd up or not.... 

Here is a word of advice from the dude that is going through it to those of you who want a 'shot' though... 

Don't tell me what I'm ready for...

Don't try to make me promise shit. 

She's grown B. Raised you. Remember that.. You are grown. Try and remember that too. Do what you feel..I am. 

Don't expect me to forget her. (Have you seen my middle daughter? Yeah.. Good luck with that one.... lmao.. Nevuary 5th, Ain't Gonna Happen... @ forget..) Shit, have you seen HER as in have you seen JANE? Yeah.. not gonna forget that anytime soon... 

Let me grieve. 

Let me live. I'm not really about that 'answer to folks' life. Sorry. 

Let me do me..

I'm probably gonna keep posting stuff about HER. Long long...LOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG PROCESSSSSSSSSSS...... Nothing you can do about that. If you don't like it, eh... God Bless.... 

Understand if I do choose to spend time with you, you must be doing something right. Don't overthink it... 

The girls. Love 'em. They are first. Second and third. So whatever I do, know already THAT I'VE TAKEN CARE OF THEM. Don't worry about 'having to say you don't come before that.." I KNOW THAT. :) You just make sure YOU REMEMBER THAT? Aight.. 

Time. 

Comprende? 

Yeah..I had to put it in writing. 'Cause...yeah... 

If I DO COME AT YOU OR LET YOU COME AT ME, I'm not chasing. I don't have time for one and for two.. yeah... that's not my style.. Never has been. We can chase each other but that other shit? Naw... 

Is that what you came here for? @ what I just typed out. A lot of you follow the blog at this point so I'm pretty sure your eyes are BULGING out of your heads right now. Oh you thought the blunt honesty was an 'act' huh? Nope. This is me. *shrugs* 

Enjoy that. I probably won't do THAT too often. Today though, I felt like it. So there it is. Besides, I have so many folks 'coming at me' that me saying that is PRETTY MUCH NECESSARY. No braggo. It is just the facts. I'm human folks. Sorry. 

To the Aunties. Bear and Brooklyn. Thank y'all. The objectivity that most claimed NEITHER ONE OF YOU HAD but I always thought you did is VERY CLEAR AND EVIDENT. Thank you for that. Truly. :) This is why I don't listen to what folks have to say about other people and I take the time to find out myself. 

My other two children:

My oldest has taken the personal note that my wife to her to HEART. She is flourishing right in front of me. So proud of her. 

My youngest is expressing herself DAILY. She is a LOT LIKE ME. She has her own 'blog' in the form of a notebook and she writes two to three stories a day about how she feels. Never the same thing twice. She is dealing with it in her own way.. She 'bout broke your boy's heart the other day though...


"Our family had five people in it and now we are minus one. We have four people now... I wish I didn't know how to subtract now..." - The Six Year Old....


I. Almost. Lost. It. It took everything in me to get her to school and drop her off without crying. 

After I dropped her off....

Yeah... She was so accepting of it and that is what kinda hurt me the most. 

The fact that she has to be. That it is just the truth of the matter. I think she is fine by the way. She's cried. She's drawn sad pictures. I just see so much of ME IN HER that it is scary. @ accepting and dealing. 

It is just a tough deal to watch my little angel deal with it. 

108/78.... @ my blood pressure (Umm..my top number was on that 150 ish this time last year so yeah.. bottom number was hovering around 99ish and above..) . Don't know HOW THAT IS HAPPENING OTHER THAN TO THANK GOD and to keep on exercising and letting things out in places like this blog here. So feelings hurt or not, I let them out. Sometimes, I push publish, sometimes I don't.. 

R.I.P. to my Daddy's good friend Nathaniel Simmons. Fellow Armed Forces man. One of my mentors as well. Definitely all man. All the time. My heart goes out to my boy Scottie Simmons. He is THE ONLY ONE LEFT IN HIS IMMEDIATE FAMILY. Momma gone too soon almost 20 years ago. Brother died not too long after.. Now his Daddy is gone. Strong brother though. My prayers are with you my dude! Truly. I'll play the background and if you need me, get at me. 

This is SO HARD Y'ALL. I usually don't end on that note but...It is. Super hard. Wouldn't wish it on anyone. Even with the move, there are things that can't be changed. Erased. That is going well btw. Love the home. Kids love the home. It is ours. Which feels good. 

It. Is. Bittersweet. Though. She should be here. Decorating this joint with me. Hanging pictures with me. Enjoying my 'big room' with me. Working in the corner. Enough space for both us.... Ugh.... I'm probably officially 'mad at her' for this in some ways. Still doesn't mean that I'm gonna tolerate or wanna hear that you are though. All that 'that is selfish' talk will still get you the 'look' from me. We all know it was. We all ALSO KNOW WHY and you can't gloss over that. Or you shouldn't. Tread lightly.... @ talking that way around me. 

Aight...the youngest needs to be awaken or I will be here typing all day. 

*Justin Timberlake.. Spaceship Coupe...

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(Words) I haven't 'stopped' writing about her, I've just stopped pushing 'Publish Post' on it for a minute...

I know a lot of you are here because of that now. More thoughts coming. Just haven't published some for lots of reasons.

A. Pretty raw.

B. Pretty busy.

C. Pretty emotional.

D. Some are too private and I probably will NEVER publish but I needed to write down.

E. I don't want to 'wear it out' although I know this is MY process and my situation so I can do what I want to do.

F. I wanted to bring some sense of the 'new' normal to the blog and post up some 'nice' things. Music, candy, whatever. Didn't want it all to be 'sad'. Even though I am DEFINITELY still in the process of dealing with all of this.

Now I know some of you follow me on other mediums, Instagram, Facebook, etc and have seen my lil feeble attempts to 'live'. *chuckles* I'm trying. End of the day though, I am still dealing with this. When everyone is gone, when the tv is off and the kids are in the bed, it is just me.


....and my thoughts. Out of that time has come some of the writings that I have either shared, alluded to up top or that will be vaulted away. The night's activities fall to the wayside at that point and the 'dreamlike euphoria' that is my situation hits me.

I pray for the day that doesn't happen, as often. Note I didn't say I pray for the day it doesn't happen ever. For a lot of reasons. Some you may understand. Some I hope you NEVER UNDERSTAND 'cause that means that you will know the pain I feel PERSONALLY. I want to wake up from this dream but I know I'm already awake.

........It's not a dream. It's my Life now.

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(Words/SWIPE) A Word For Teenagers

Not mine although I have told mine similar things..

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(Video) Mother in Conn. sentenced to 12 years (5 suspended) for enrolling her kid out of district..

She also has to serve 5 years (concurrent) for drug charges in Bristol (Where she allegedly really lived while her son was attending school in Norwalk) Very sad as CLEARLY she was wrong BUT CLEARLY she was just trying to provide for her child. I don't want to play arm chair lawyer on this one 'cause I don't know the 'end result' of her NOT PLEADING GUILTY. All I know is that the child is now without his mother (he is in his grandmother's care). I feel bad for all parties involved. Yes, I understand it is the law. I get that. I just wonder if this could have been handled another way. And ya'll know how I AM ABOUT GIVING 'PASSES' FOR FOLKS AND THEIR BEHAVIOR. Could she have made some better choices in Life earlier? Probably. Now isn't the time for that though. (Maybe later)

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(Video) If you are a kid, you will hate this. If you are parent you will love it. Dad shoots her laptop..

*tears* I mean he told her the next time she gets on Facebook and acts out what it was going to be. She didn't believe him. Bet she believes him now though.... (He probably didn't think 2 million people would see this video....wait..he is an IT person...HE KNEW FOLKS WOULD SEE IT...)

Would have taken it to this extreme? Probably not. But I understand.....(Chris Rock voice) I truly do.

I should 'correct' the title. Some of you who have kids would enjoy this. I know there are some of you out there who would NEVER cuss at your kids. Ever. Good for you btw. Hope it leads to a profane language free adult. (I doubt it but eh...)  I know that part of the video probably bothers most of you. I understand. I don't agree but I understand. He felt he needed to take a drastic step. He did. *








*I wouldn't get too in a tizzy about the gun.... He is on his land. Looked kinda flat too. I'm guessing he is in one of the more 'gun friendly' states. I wouldn't worry too much about him on that end. @ what kinda charges he might get.

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Stereotype Killer | fathers and daughters

Stereotype Killer | fathers and daughters


Usually it is me ripping folks a new one... I'mma let my peoples Syn speak on it this time. Follow her Tumblr (that is where the source link takes you.. I am in the middle of writing something that kinda touches on the LAST part of this....


fathers and daughters

So many men have SO much to say about how women should act, yet refuse to change how they treat/speak of ALL women. I am not all that interested in hearing the convoluted logic of “I treat women, bitches, and hoes all different”. Men, please get your heads out of the lyrics of rap songs.

If these same men REALLY loved women, they would respect them for the human beings they are, not the sexual entities they see them as. Enter fatherhood and all of a sudden these same men miraculously have all the tools to raise a non-bitch hoe ass woman. Wrong. Your daughter will more than likely look at the women you are attracted to and either be confused, emulate them, or never get along with men on a romantic level long enough to keep a solid relationship. If they were not women worthy of association, why would daddy be around them?

You cannot want a woman like Claire Huxtable (who is a fictional character, by the way) and daughters like Rudy, Vanessa, Denise and Sondra, if you are not Cliff Huxtable (who is also a fictional character). Since some men are using Claire as “the standard” of all things good woman, why are you not mirroring Cliff? Think back to how he treated his wife and daughters. Did you see him being disloyal, acting a damn fool, or being the most insufferable nigga on the planet? Nope. He was just the opposite.

Have we learned NOTHING about children being like sponges though? They do not 100% listen to what we as parents tell them anyway. What becomes normal to them is what they SEE and EXPERIENCE. On those days when you are not being an exemplary father, your daughter is taking notes. On those days you decide you want to be a fuckboy, you daughter is taking notes. On those days when you try to school her and tell her who to be, she is more than likely being confused. What you tell her and what she sees do not quite line up.

That joke many men often repeat about their job is to keep their daughter off the pole? Why have I never heard ANY men say it is their job to show their daughter how REAL men act? Show her that she deserves to be told the truth and dealt with honestly. Show her that the women in your life are valuable because you wholeheartedly care about them, not because you use them to fulfill your carnal/financial needs.

Speaking from experience, everything I have learned through men was not based on ANY of their words. Most men can talk a good game of irrelevant shit but when it comes to putting action behind those words? There are very few men I can say walk the talk that comes out of their mouths.

Tired of the bitches and hoes? SHOW your daughters better and maybe they will live their lives better.

The alternative is to tell your daughter that she will see you make a lot of bad decisions in life but she will always have a choice to be JUST like you, or better. Either way, please tell AND show your daughters the truth…

P.S. - since it is the norm for people to vent about their relationships on social networks, understand that this is not about my daughter’s father. no matter how much he MIGHT piss me off, I would never talk bad about him on a social network. not my style…so no assumptions please. thank you.

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Black Teen Spanked on Viral Video Found Dead

Black Teen Spanked on Viral Video Found Dead


Let's play the blame...game...I love...- K. West

Lets blame the uncle...'Cause the guys with the guns who did the shooting..yeah..you know they couldn't 'help it'....-__ -

 A teenager who was a fleeting sensation on YouTube earlier this year after he was videotaped being spanked by his uncle for boasting about gang ties on his Facebook page was found shot to death last week, just steps away from his Terrytown neighborhood home.

According to the New Orleans Times-Picayune, the Jefferson Parish Sheriff’s Office said Michael Taylor, 16, was found shot to death shortly after 8:30 p.m. on Wednesday, Dec. 7 when deputies responded to a report of gunshots in the area.

Taylor had been shot multiple times.

Sgt. Larry Dyess, JPSO spokesman, told the Times-Picayune that authorities had no suspect or motive in the incident.

Taylor’s mother, Kimberly Ward, told the newspaper that she kept strict tabs on her son, even making him stay on the sidewalk in eyesight of their home when he went outside. The night of the shooting, she said, Taylor received a text message from a friend at about 8 p.m. and went outside to chat.

"She said she called him back inside a few minutes later to find out what was going on, and he told her he was just talking and went back outside. A few minutes later, her daughter received a text message saying that Taylor had been shot, and then another saying he was dead," the newspaper reported.

"Ward said she rushed from the house, driving around the neighborhood looking for her son, but didn't find him until she was coming back to her apartment complex. That's when she saw his body on the cold sidewalk, clad in the red sweatshirt she'd noticed when he left the house.

"'I came home and saw my son on the ground,’ Ward said."

In addition to his mother and sister, Taylor is survived by a brother, grandparents and a host of relatives and friends. His funeral is scheduled for this morning.

In the YouTube video, posted in January, Taylor’s uncle ordered him to disavow any ties to gangs, announced that the family "don’t come from that sh--," and then proceeded to take off his belt and spank Taylor in full view of the laptop camera.

Rappers Lil Wayne and Birdman spoofed the video, as did another video site called StuntKidzTV.

The original video sparked tons of reaction, from people who applauded the uncle’s actions, calling it an overdue return to old-school parenting and discipline, to those who speculated the public humiliation might drive the teenager deeper into a gang's circle because the youth had been humiliated.

"I am not surprised to hear that this young man's life has ended violently. When I saw the video, I kept thinking that by beating this youth, the uncle was setting him up for some kind of tragedy, either prison or an early grave," said Stacey Patton, who in April launched the web site SparetheKids.com to offer black parents alternatives to corporal punishment and the tools to help foster the healthy development of children.

"I don’t understand why more people don't make the connection between how children are dealt with at home and the larger societal impact," Patton said. "Studies show that maltreated youth make up a disproportionate number of youth involved in school and gang violence. Violent parental discipline increases the risk that a child will act violently later in life. The use of violent discipline teaches children that violence is an appropriate means of shaping behavior and solving problems. Physically disciplining a child has no positive impact for the child, that child's relationship with the parents, or the larger community."

Ward told the Times-Picayune that her son was mild-mannered, but had begun hanging out with tough guys, telling her that he did it for ..

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(Words) He's Still Here.... - My Dad...

I mean just read the post man... @ who they are.

I don't remember intimate details of my Grandfather's death. I mean I know THE BASICS don't get me wrong but VERY LAST DETAIL? No. What I do remember are the days surrounding it and my own Father's 'shift' in Fatherhood and Manhood. It was huge. Definite impact. More thoughtful. Information started coming faster in regards to me. It was like watching some sort of 'passing of the guard' that was silently taking place. He took on even more than he had previously. He was QUIET for a long time though before it become outwardly apparent. There were days of REALLY THOUGHTFUL SILENCE and many a long run. Sometimes, I would run with him and sometimes off into the night he would go, alone. What I didn't understand then, I more than understand it now. @ the things that transpired during that time period.

Now before you go 'logic leaping', up until that point my Dad was an EXCELLENT DAD. So don't assume I am saying he was horrible. He was a young man in his late 30s to early 40s (I know some of you 19-20somethings think the word 'young' only applies to you but it doesn't..compare it to being 60ish. Broad range..) trying to raise a young BLACK MALE in a society that wasn't exactly 'as accepting' of young black males with VERY FEW LIVING ROLE MODELS TO PATTERN THEMSELVES AFTER. He was actually in the process of getting his OWN SHIT TOGETHER at the time, unbeknownst to the younger me at the time, by going BACK TO SCHOOL after having served his country. I didn't realize any of this at the time because unlike most parents today who come home and 'lay it all on their kids lap', he just DID HIS THING AND KEPT IT MOVING. I honestly thought EVERYONE'S parents worked two jobs, came home to crack open a book or two and every two weeks of the month went off to 'training' with their Military gear on. Then again, he surrounded me with folks who did so that's why I thought that. Again, didn't KNOW IT ALL AT THE TIME but all of that was done purposely. Even the MEN AND WOMEN who were childless and the like moved with a purpose. I say all that to say that he was still finding HIS WAY but knew he had to do it to make a way for me and he did that. I remember that vividly.

Anyhow, that time period stuck out in my head as I got a little older (I was 8 when my grandfather passed so lets say 11 or 12ish...). I would ask him about his own Father and where he was more 'reserved' (read: private and internal with his feelings)  in the past, he was now very candid. He told me that he wished he had been even more so before but he just didn't know 'how' but was glad that I kept asking. He told me that when I had some kids that I should try not to be so 'private' because they would remember, even if I thought they wouldn't. He was right because while I may not remember the 'finite' details of my grandfather's death, I remember JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING MY OWN FATHER did say at that time. I can only hope I'm doing this right in my own life. @ the sharing I am trying to do. I try to give 'em all that I know and if I don't know it, I try to find out. Just like mine did for me.

It is this time period that is helping me today, as I sit here and think about him on what would have been his birthday. My lil cousin shares this day with him (Happy birthday J!) and I remember just how much joy it would bring my Dad to call him on his birthday. More joy than he got from people calling him on his own for sure. Yes, my Father's birthday would often fall ON THANKSGIVING and while I was thankful for all the toys and other things I got over the years, as I got older and saw the hundreds of kids he was helping who DIDN'T HAVE A FATHER/he mentored/he just flat out helped raise in conjunction with their biological, I became more thankful for just HIM. Thankful for the exposure to many things and situations that I otherwise probably wouldn't have sought out on my own.

Now I am not gonna sit here and blow proverbial smoke up ya'lls (insert the word...ATTEMPTING TO KEEP THIS CLEAN...WISH ME LUCK) and say we just got along ALL THE TIME. Naw B. He was my Dad. I was JUST LIKE HIM. Which is to say we MORE THAN HAD OUR  SHARE OF 'ISSUES'. He was VERY HARD ON ME. In his own words, probably too hard. (I beg to differ with that at times as quite frankly, it was needed. I can say that NOW. Then? Eh...) I like to say he was doing what he thought was best and didn't wanna leave anything out. He did a GREAT JOB of doing something that comes with no manual and the mistakes he 'may have made' (Yeah..I'm gonna slander him on his birthday...I'm. Not. You. Nope..Sorry. Not gonna slander him. Next.) I learned from those too and am trying not to repeat them. Just like he asked me to. Gave me a lot of game early on in Life and gave me PLENTY MORE later on just by living. Whatever differences we did have, we worked them out like MEN. I hear a lot of you throwing around that 'phrase' like you know something about it. Nigga you don't know shit about that phrase if you are out here KILLING FOLKS behind your 'acting like men' mantra. That's not what men do. Men don't act like pussies and hide but part of being a man is owning up to YOUR PART of a situation and accepting folks apologies and the like. You know...that 'forgiveness' thing many of you view as a 'weakness'? Yeah that... He taught me that. It is VERY HARD TO DO but I've learned to at least ATTEMPT TO APPLY IT. Some of you could stand a taste of that or two...  Especially if you want others to 'help you' like you say they 'should'... There are a LOT OF YOU I WANT TO HELP IN ANY WAY I CAN but your lack of understanding of this VERY SIMPLE concept is stopping me...Another post. Another time perhaps.. @ this topic. (Sorry..I tried. @ clean..)

Today is pretty difficult but I want ya'll to send ANY ENERGY you have not to me but to my MOM. She is the one who could really use it today. From about 8 years old (Any of you elders reading this who wanna correct me..Go ahead! I wasn't there...You would know..I wouldn't..) to THIS VERY DAY, she has had that man intertwined in her life in some fashion. Yeah...go BACK AND READ WHAT I WROTE. I didn't say for EIGHT YEARS. I said SINCE EIGHT YEARS OLD. So yeah...send that her way at the very least and send her a lot. She needs it on this day. Send some to his living brothers and sisters too while you are at it. His nephew. His niece. His other son. That kid who JUST FOUND OUT THE OTHER DAY that he passed away and damm near passed out in front of me as I told him. Send some their way....

Yep, He's Still Here

This is going to sound a little weird but my Dad is still here. 

Obviously not in the physical but in our actions and in our hearts he is near. 

I remember thinking, morbid I know, just how I would be or how I would react. 

On days like these, when I think about him the most. Holidays, birthdays or other days of impact. 

Funny thing is, even when he was amongst us on the Earth but hundreds of miles away. 

I would hear his voice WITHOUT THE USE OF A PHONE or physical presence. Here's a taste of what he would say. 

If I was about to embark on something worthwhile his voice would come to me in my dreams at night..

He'd say "Well now boy I see you doing something worth a damm..I mighta done alright...

I see all the things I tried to tell you, you actually were paying attention. 

Shit, I thought they fell on deaf ears. I mean you never said a word or gave it a mention. 

I know I was hard on you Son but I did it because it was the only way I knew how. 

If I didn't say "I love you enough", know it wasn't cause I didn't. Let me say it now............ "

I also hear his voice while I am awake, usually when things go awry.

His presence is felt then too. Yeah, that's why I often look to the sky. 

Telling me to suck it up and act like I have a pair. 

Telling me that when things DO GET RIGHT AGAIN....to 'act like you been there'. 

Yeah man, I'm trying to tell you My Dad is still HERE AND IF NEED BE I will repeat.

Funny things is, I don't know if I'm saying it to convince you... or reminding myself so that I will feel complete.... 

I mean I don't want to be the weirdo who runs around like Nutso...

Tapping imaginary backboards and playing imaginary games with much vigor and gusto. 

Talking to 'ghosts of Christmas' pasts, cussing and laughing with my Dad when no one can see. 

Wait, I already do similar things like that, who I am kidding? I cope how I cope. Man this me. 

So yeah I'm gonna talk to him. Probably have a couple of odd things I do in his memory.

He is still here with me. Think like how Jay-Z would get them collect calls from his boy Emory.

He calls me up in my mind to drop a gem or two............................

(........Puts the proverbial pen down....We will be here all day... This 'poem' has no end....To be continued...)

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Jon Stewart with the Megyn Kelly zing.... video....He called her a Right Winged Samson..

This is the problem with entitlement,,,,They're really only entitlements when they are something other people want....When it is something that YOU WANT, they're a HALLMARK OF A CIVILIZED SOCIETY...- Jon Stewart...Watch the video to see what prompted him to say that...Hilarity..



Not the first time he has done that but yeah....he got her. Again.

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A woman sent her child to school with JOLLY RANCHERS in her hair..as a hairstyle..

and the teacher posted it up on Facebook....


Now....I am going to put the VIDEO of the news story as I don't feel THAT COMFORTABLE putting the child up here. No really, I don't. I don't know...wait fuck that...I DO KNOW..I wouldn't want my child's pic posted up all willy nilly. What I do want to know ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT...

Matter of fact THE VIDEO HAS HER FACE IN IT..Again...not going to go THERE WITH IT SO I will link you to it....Then you come back and tell me what you think..Now mind you, just because I am opposed to putting the child's picture up DOESN'T MEAN THAT MY ANSWER TO THIS IS WHAT YOU THINK...@ my own personal opinion. At some point, one has to take responsibility for their part in things....

Here is the link....

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I don't expect you 'non' parents to call this is a win...but it is...

So if you are on the 'other side' of this convo....you can call it fucked up all you want. Bottom line is, you argue with you parents and they are witty enough.....

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My peoples Tracy Renee(@TracyReneeJones )...speaking to ya'll...again...Baby Mommas..Momma Ignorance

Ya'll don't hear her though....



http://www.rippdemup.com/2010/11/baby-mommas-mommas-momma-ignorance.html

She’s twenty years old now. My greatest accomplishment and most trying and involved personal project, my daughter is so very much the reason that I still exist. I wouldn’t be here had it not been for her being here. I’m not sure at what point I would go back in time and choose to do anything differently. So many links in a chain of events contributed to her being here.

Life is supposed to be precious because ‘they’ say so, but life isn’t precious. Nor is life a great blessing, nor is life a journey. Life…..is a repetitive cycle of complicated challenges, innumerable daily obstacles, disappointments, frustrations, and thankless requirements.

Life is a bitch…and then you die. I have life, because I chose to give my daughter life, because I was taught that that is the ‘right’ thing to do. I live, because I’ve always been painfully aware of what life is really like and I refuse to allow my daughter to face THIS shit on her own.


Read more: http://www.rippdemup.com/2010/11/baby-mommas-mommas-momma-ignorance.html#ixzz14tUJ6dtZ

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