Ratatat!!!

Hyyer!! That is like one of my fav joints off of that album, If you do not know what album I speak of you better ask someone. Today was a slow yet busy day; I hit the gym with Edwardo this past afternoon. Had somewhat of a decent run along with the 10 people whom were present, afterwards I made it back home to be left in limbo if the Mrs. Was coming back to her queendom ( I was shot down mind you it is 10:12pm), So I feel let down given I just like had a complete urge to blog. Since it seems like shit just will or won’t go right for me for some odd reason, I’m left to talk to Ty which is always a great thing it keeps our path of communication flowing like a river with a smooth current. The typical women I have great conversation with are nowhere to be found; Jeanette is probably still working or probably asleep early. LaLa is out chasing dick…I take that back I find funny how soon as I type her name she text’s me, Kellee is probably being in the hood somewhere. Ajene the most important woman is probably sleeping soundly or still conversing with her father, Ty is playing the game or getting some box. I would go holla @ Q (Ajene’s bestfriend) but honestly outside of seeing her when I am with Ajene I try not to really float around Q, Its not like I wouldn’t mind hanging with her I just assume that is one of those unspoken/unwritten boundaries you do not want to cross nah mean?
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Outside of that someone believes I was wronged from a past relationship and wants to make amends for it, I do feel once you wrong someone rather they had it coming or not depending on the degree you wronged them. You should not want to warrant another go around because of that person could still be upset that they were wronged and was aware of it while it happened and yet still kicked and scratched to the very bitter end, and was not rewarded with what that person wanted at that time and being in chronic belief that it would never happen again I personally sought out comfort and love in other arms. Lucked up and found more than that in Ajene, but with me typing this I am liable to make some shit worse and make some things better this is just thoughts in my mind while I’m smacked soberly intoxicating my blog with potent words of love/hatred. I am at a limbo for fiending for affection knowing sweetest day is tomorrow, and my misses is nowhere to be found besides probably in her bed sound asleep.
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Umm other than that I still am like pissed I am texting LaLa as I write this and still in need of direct comfort from my love, is that a bad sign? I hope not. Then again it may not be just shows how much devotion or dedication I have to her, or maybe I’m just a terrible boyfriend…Lmao but deadass though, If I am a terrible boyfriend what is my husband rating or husband resume looking like? See this is why I need not to be listening to “Well Isnt This Awkward?” while gettin smacked on a blog. This is some total bs I would be browsing the net in search of some flick scenes from my fav porn star’s Kitten, Angel Eyes, Jada Fire, Or Beauty Dior, But I already said the net is to be used in increment’s. So yet I am here on Microsoft word blogging my life and erect penis away, bullshit right? Anywhom I am about ready to like blow a wad on someone’s cheeks, Let me chill and fallback off the sex talk. I’ma just continue to enjoy the music I’m bangin in hopes of my love calling me back, and or bang some Chuck Hamilton and read my book. I re iterate the book I am reading is titled “Velocity” by Dean Koontz great book so far, even though I am like in “porn on pages mode” I want a Zane book to read but I strayed away from those books for a great reason. Anywhom starchasers its your boy Sincere Hamilton/Sincere Hamalades Off to the stars again. If anything new pops up you’ll see a new blog…Beaming up to scotty’s pad for the night…