I respond "Im resting"
He replies "O Damn U are"
That was the last I'd heard from him, until this saturday while I was at work. What kills me is the excuses he always have! If your cellular phone is cut off, you can still use the pay phone to get in contact with me. Its really not that hard cuz if the shoes was on the other foot (Mine) I would've found a way to reach him. Its so fukin annoying to keep hearing excuses, I can take truth better than a lie. So he asks me if I would like to see him today, I say sure I have a few minutes to spare. I have to be at work at 5pm, however I have today off, but this motherfuker still havent called to confirm where we are meeting at. The games MEN play make my head spin, trying to keep up with the foolishness. Now do you all see why IM PRACTICING BEING CELIBATE? I would hate to give myself to a man to have him play with me, I'll be going to Rikers for murder. I think the best advice I would give myself, is to continue to focus on my writing career, and the other sh!t will just fall into place when its time.
-Tristan Jonez