After review of my last few entries...I've noticed that I'm a bit depressing...at least when it comes to the issue of "Love". Lol...it's really quite comical the emotions that come through when I'm frustrated...the tone...the attitude...the depressing ass statements. *smh* I mean it's not comical at the time but it most certainly is right now...and it's just a damn shame.
You know...while "Love" does frustrate me, my bout with it is not always one of defeat. "Love" has produced extraordinary times for me that I wouldn't trade for the world. It gives nothing different from what it gives everyone else, good and bad.
Nothing is ever easy, "Love" included. So while any and everything I write is the truest form of me and I mean everything written, especially at the time I wrote it...please disregard as emotional banter because it's not just "Love" that gets me but its accomplice "Life" that has me so overwhelmed and produces such emotion concerning "Love" when I desperately need comfort and am not receiving. These entries are me throwing toddler like fits and having emotional & mental temper tantrums.
So, please excuse me...*smdh* A damn shame it is...quite comical but a shame nonetheless.
~Tickled With Self~
me too... :) you call it as it is. even within yourself.
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