Why I'm on the sidelines.

I know it has been a while again, with me not showing my face around these parts. Its been alot, I have a bunch of posts I didnt finish between here & TheSingleTrio But I'm getting back to my usual. Just have to change up my posting schedule, So here we gooooo.


I’m a deadass fan of being honest with myself. I often find myself in fucked up predicaments, having weird thoughts, and details that would get me judged as minor by anyone who stood on the outside of my circle of thoughts, while looking in.

Fuck, they’d probably get judged by folk on the inside circle of my crazy thoughts. All that I have to say I spend a lot of time to myself analyzing these things I do, and the motives behind them for why I do them.

Well…it’s not that funny if you are the person who got ragged, but I digress. The rag is usually reserved for folk who tell everyone how wonderful they are, how they can do this, how great their fucking is, blah blah.

In general, when people talk about why they are single, they are always pointing outward to others. The opposite sex is completely loco, there aren’t enough eligible people, and literally, everything under the sun I can fucking think of.

What I DON’T find is those people taking a realistic claim to one's own faults, flaws, habits, and things people may or may not find appealing about them. So I being absent from my own blog, decided to do something different.

here is a list of all the reasons why I’m single. I’m writing in hope that my honesty will allow you to be honest with yourself, something can be learned. This will no doubt appease Lynette who say I think too highly of myself and as if nothing is wrong with me.

Not that there is anything wrong with me…because I’m dope sauce. But, whatever.

I’M SELFISH

*shrugs* She’s right.

I don’t do anything I don’t want to do. I don’t even ATTEMPT to pretend this isn’t the case.

Asshole to the bitter end.

I’M EMOTIONALLY OUT OF IT

I don’t get upset very often. Nothing moves me anymore. You would think by some of the things I write I’m pissed off 24 hours a day/7 days a week.

I’m really not though.

I’m alil too nonchalant for my good. I’m of the mind that most women (People in general.) come and go as frequently as the season changes. No sense in getting pissed over the inevitable and the inevitable is that most relationships don’t ever last. Women have a far better chance ending up as my ex-girlfriend than my wife, pretty much check my track record.

I understand that this isn’t a good thing…but I’m fucking single. I don’t really care what happens with some women and their emotions…just leave me out of that shit.

I DON’T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING

Let me explain the list of things I care about.

Video games.
Sleep.
Myself.
My family.
sneakers/fashion.
This blog (on some days, that’s a not a must)

That’s it.

And I’m good JUST the way I am.