WARNING: This is a touchy subject and I thought long and hard (no pun intended) about stimulating this conversation amongst adults but I deem it necessary. Again, this is only one interpretation that should offer some assistance and thought to all parties. Some will agree and others will disagree – all are ok and accepted. This is a two sided conversation and is more than the initial attention grabber. Please take into consideration that this conversation is meant for mature adults that can handle all verbiage being used. If you are sensitive to sexual matters, please do not read this post. Thank you.Mind Penetration, Verbal Stimulation mixed with Some Random Quarks of Life. Sharing my mind, heart and a piece of my soul - Come along for the ride.... Sharing is Caring in this place.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
For Your HEAD Service
WARNING: This is a touchy subject and I thought long and hard (no pun intended) about stimulating this conversation amongst adults but I deem it necessary. Again, this is only one interpretation that should offer some assistance and thought to all parties. Some will agree and others will disagree – all are ok and accepted. This is a two sided conversation and is more than the initial attention grabber. Please take into consideration that this conversation is meant for mature adults that can handle all verbiage being used. If you are sensitive to sexual matters, please do not read this post. Thank you.Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Insomniac Thoughts (RAMBLE)
DAMN INSOMNIA.
I really want to talk to her right now. I feel disconnected. Now that she is gone I dont really feel or really hear from that side of the family. The very thing that I hoped wouldnt happen is happening.
It is kind of crazy that when you up and all alone at night when you are suppose to be sleep all the things that go through your mind and send your emotions into rollercoaster mode. I am really just so all over the place.
wish he would have presented himself differently than he did. his dirty bathroom was a dealbreaker. I miss that old friendship even though its not worth having.
I am tired. I really want a career oriented job and have my heart set on one in particular.
I really want the Galaxy tablet phone. played with it today and man...
maybe I am not as ready as I thought I was. I am ready for my BREAKTHROUGH
I am going to end this post via my phone right now before I get all sorts of beside myself.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Freckles' Halloween 5 Points
Friday, October 26, 2012
Thinking...
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I am trying to stay optimistic that a breakthrough is upon
me. The valley gets dark but I just need
to stay in tune with my FAITH. I feel
like God is truly moving in my life yet I don’t know what is going on so I
guess I just need to rely on FAITH.


Thursday, April 19, 2012
Random Relationship Thought (Crush)
Who is he? What he is like? What does he have to offer? How is he? Damn, where is he? lol. Could he? Would he? Will he? Does he even think of me?
It is kind of random but I think that I want him...NOW
Friday, February 10, 2012
Random Relationship Thought...
Monday, January 30, 2012
30 Day Blog Challenge Day #23: 20 Facts about ME
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
RECONSTRUCTION... an Update Ramble
I am in a strange place in my life right now. I am not unhappy but I am not completely happy either. I am working on redefining my future. Nowhere near complacement but peaking towards contentment. Contentment for the woman that I am becoming. I see her and she is not so bad.
Every now and then the mountains feel as if they are closing in on me and the ground shakes so hard that i can barely tell which direction is North/ Up - Storm. Sometimes the storms of life get us off kilter but sometimes its easier to help, love on, encourage and be of service to someone else. Take your focus off self. It is amazing the words that come in a time when a friend needs them. I am thankful that through this storm of life that I have had the right words at the right time. I am constantly trying to be uplift my friends, trying to be a better sister, better daughter, better friend... as well as a better more consistent writer. So please be patient with me. I am trying...
These Freckles: Perfect Imperfections pt 1
Monday, February 22, 2010
i spit on thee
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Please Excuse the Ramble
I have realized that I have not written about my mother much but she is so awesome. We speak almost everyday and very often. She has especially been so awesome through everything that has been going on with me and I have been very concerned about how she is feeling. You see, when you are going through the storms of life it is often very hard to see anyone else point of view. Until recently I hadn't really considered how all this has been for her. She is my mother and she loves me inside out. She has been the one to talk me through dark moments, dealt with my late night phone calls, sporadic emotions and of course my curiosity and doubt. I never (until recently) realized how all of that made her feel or the toll that it took on her. I am not a mother nor do I particularly plan being one (that is another something-LOL!) but a mother has a special something for her child and the desire to help and make whatever it is better. HENCE, me moving home. I love her and truly blessed that she is my mother.
My roommate is an awesome woman. I sometimes wonder if she knows how wonderful I think she is. I try to express it but she is not nearly as mushy as I am. I appreciate her friendship and she has definetely been the wonderful to me. I have gotten so use to be around her all the time. We have so many inside jokes, random moments and great conversations. She is my shopping buddy, window shopping buddy, cosigner, believe, phenomenal woman and talented artist - check out her website and buy a shirt: http://www.dude-relax.com/
I want him in the worst way. It is crazy. Have you just thought about someone randomly and just wonder about him. Who is he? What he is like? What does he have to offer? How is he? Damn, where is he? mlol. It is kind of random but I think that I want him. We shall see...
Friday, August 28, 2009
you have always been yourself
Thursday, August 27, 2009
NO LIFETIME PUSSY PASS FOR YOU (repost)
Friday, August 21, 2009
Enjoy Your Piece – An Ode to THAT stupid Woman (Round II)
Hello, may I speak to Barbara Barbara, this is Shirley You might not know who I am But the reason I am calling you is because I was going through my Old man`s pockets this morning And I just happened to find your name and number
So woman to woman I don`t think it`s being anymore than fair To call you and let you know Where I`m coming from
Now Barbara I don`t know how you`re gonna take this But whether you be cool Or come out of a bag on me You see it doesn`t really make any difference
But it`s only fair that I let you know that The man you`re in love with He's mine
Woman to Woman – Shirley Brown
"HELLO BARBARA, THIS IS SHIRLEY I WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW THAT THE MAN ... NOW WAIT A MINUTE SHIRLEY I'M A YOUNG WOMAN AND CAN'T AFORD TO ALL THE THINGS YOU DO FOR THIS MAN I DON'T EVEN HAVE A JOB AND I CAN'T BUY HIS CLOTHES, PAY HIS CAR NOTES AND I SURELY CAN'T KEEP MONEY IN HIS POCKET BUT I CAN GIVE HIM WHAT HE NEEDS, WHEN HE NEEDS IT AND THAT'S ALL HE EXPECTS FROM ME" I CAN GIVE HIM LOVE FROM HIS WOMAN TO YOU THERE IS A THING OR TWO I'D LIKE TO SAY I DON'T CARE WHO CLAIMS THIS MAN I'M GONNA LOVE HIM IN A WAY ... WOMAN TO WOMAN HE SPENT LAST NIGHT WITH ME STAYED HERE CAUSE THIS IS WHERE HE WANTED TO BE FROM HIS WOMAN TO YOU I'VE GOT TO MAKE IT JUST PLAY AS I CAN SEEMS TO ME YOU'RE DOING TO MUCH FOR THE MAN FROM HIS WOMAN TO YOU THAT YOU BEGGING LOVING IT'S GIVING UP YOURSELF AND I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU, I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU I DON'T MIND SHARING IF YOU DON'T BOTHER ME I WON'T BOTHER YOU FROM HIS WOMAN TO YOU Barbara Mason – From His Woman To You
(The Response to Woman to Woman)
There is an epidemic of stupid women that feel the need to show off their piece of man. Oh you think you wanna fight? Bitch please, He isn't man enough for me. I wasn't the one but apparently you are… TAGE YOU'RE IT!
I once was a jealous of folks well let me scratch that – envious of people with seemingly perfect relationships. You see them out all happy and holding hands. They generally smiling and seem to have it together. There are even times when I have seen women with men and men with women and wondered why is he with her or why is she with him. Why? Why? Tell them that it is human nature. (shout out MJ and may he one day RIP) - It's human nature, which it is and I am sure that I am not the only one. I digress à As a single woman, I often thought about why I am single or what is it that I am not doing right. But to be honest, it's somewhat by choice. There are some things that I am not willing to deal with or do without in a relationship. I deserve an entire man not just a piece that I have to pay for. I once told my grandmother that I saw an old boyfriend out with his new girlfriend. They looked happy together and in my hater mode (yeah, I am being honest) I looked at her and she was cute but not as cute as me. My immediate thought was "wow, you want her instead of me huh? " I told my grandmother about what I had seen and joked that he wasn't this and I didn't like that. She in return laughed and then told me not to ever be jealous or envious of someone else's relationship because you don't know what they deal with to be with each other. I didn't understand at the time but as I have gotten older I now realize what she was talking about.
Now looking back at that conversation with my grandmother I am able to look at relationship situations with wiser eyes. I have seen women go through great lengths not to be alone. They go along with whatever and however in order to say "he's my man". As the song above, Shirley called Barbara to say hey I take care of him like he is my kid and not a grown ass man because I love him and Imma need you to back off heffa (truly summarizes but I am sure that you get the point). Then Barbara responds back and says girl, I can't do all that and he doesn't expect any of that from me but I love him and I am not trying to go anywhere but if you look the other way we gonna do what we do and you do what ya'll do and we gonna be cool (again summarized but you get the point). It makes me think – how much were they willing to put up with to have THAT man?
All I could come up with was he musta had a powerful, means, austitatious, perfect, perm sweating, back popping, toe curling, I must stretch before we get started ooooh…. well you were thinking the same thing. He musta because I just don't see going back and forth about a man that is only a PIECE of man to not only me but to you AND you take care of him. WOAH!!! I am all about support, love, encourage, uplift, treat, sex, contribute, caress, kiss, work, care, open, temptation, lust and all the rest of the fabulous adjectives that compile into a "wonderful" relationship but one word that does not fit is shared. I don't have the desire to share a man with any other woman. That is not what we should to be about. Nor do I feel the desire to take care of man that does not respect my care for him or my love. My love is to be valued and not mishandled. On the contrary I can't speak for another. I don't want a piece of man but to each her own.
How is your peace when you recognize that your piece has a side piece? How does it feel when you are no longer the only woman in his life. He dips out and has his fun. He has his girls on the side and relationships that becomes personal and intimate. Extremely intimate and very personal. You saw it all. The secret life of how he was with her. How turned on he was by her and all of your attributes. You went through it all. The pictures, videos and all the emails. Did you check the chat conversations too? I am sure that she could tell you how he likes it but I am sure that you read about it. Their escapades and many rendezvous. He was full into her on your dime. The trips and mini vacations. She was a part of his life and you watched silently for as long as you could. You spoke to her and she told you everything and still you hold on to your piece since she was not willing to settle. You keep him kept and at this point I almost can't be mad at him for saying whatever he said to stay your piece. How long do you participate in this love that is all of your own especially when he needs you more than you need him? He is missing in action doing his thing with someone other than you yet you hold on. It's no longer her but what makes you think that he'll be true to this time or there is not another. Why? Are you scared of being alone or do you feel like MOKENSTEF – he is yours, she may have had him once but you got him all the time? LOL!!! And yes I ask Why?
How much is enough? How much are you willing to sacrifice in order to have the piece of man? Take care of him. Let him live under your roof where you pay the mortgage, lights, water and gas. Let him eat your food that you buy. Take him on vacations that you pay for. This is not a huge deal to me but I do wonder how often do you look the other way? How often do you allow him to use and abuse you? I don't mean physically but emotionally and possibly mentally. This has to be an exhausting process to love someone that does not love you back they way that you want or deserve to be loved.
I say all this to say kudos and accolades to you. As Rihanna once said Take a Bow. This show was so entertaining and now I feel the desire to be sick (in fact I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit). What everyone seems to think looks good and full of black love isn't really all that great. However it looks good and that is quite a performance on your behalf. He is only being himself but you have to be an academy award winning actress to pull this shit off. It's sad that you don't feel your worth but hell you got a man and I don't so who am I to judge you. However I don't have a man or even a piece of man because I am worth more than a piece. But I sarcastically applaud you and all the women that feel the need to have a taste for shit and a piece of man long term. You all deal with deal with whatever in order to have a piece of man but hey they say someone else's trash is someone's treasure.
PEACE OUT - FRECKLES







