i hate the color red. never have liked wearing it but most people say because i am light-skinned that it suits me...i'm typing in this color for a reason though...i'm quite irritated while thinking of the shit i've been dealing with over the last few months...be it personally or professionally...
i'm still at that stage of life where people mistake my kindness for weakness...you know because i speak softly....don't raise my voice....and talk like i walked with 19th century poets and exchanged ideas of when being a hueman mattered...yes, all of that....passive sometimes...but i can become aggressive...and for those that have witnessed those moments...it isn't something you would pride yourself on seeing.
i am not weak....i am not a pushover....and i am not here for your amusement....i'm not here to provide entertainment...and i sure as shit ain't here to give you a thrill of the moment....if what you seek is something other than intelligence....positive energy...educated....real and raw to the motherfuckin' core....then don't waste my time. PLEASE. don't waste me time.
carry on.
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