WordPress is just a much more sophisticated version of facebook but with a spin.
It’s a blogosphere, a place for people to create and express, while sharing stories or news. It’s a community that its users (us) created and molded into what it is today. I like the fact that we can share the work of others and even have a chance to say a little bit. I think this is more fun this facebook.
~ Keep it all smiles
This is a post from Thought Catalog. It was very moving for me considering the fact that this entire year has been full of many changes. Not just externally but inside of me. The things I want to do, the ideas I want to say, the people who are around me.
I’m glad that I read this.
Ieva UrencevaYou’re allowed to outgrow certain people; people who don’t see the greatness in you, people who don’t believe in you and people who don’t see you for who you really are. You’re allowed to distance yourself from anything that doesn’t motivate you or make you grow, you’re allowed to choose who has a say…
I have such a tough time writing that when I get so flusters at the idea that I’m trying to transfer to my laptop screen, I end up deleting it all and start talking about weird shit. That never really turns out good becasue… well you know, Its just some oddball character crap and people are like, “What in the flying fuck is this kid talking about again?” Truthfully, I’m just another dude on the internet with a blog that gets maybe one or two views per day.
Y’all know I’ve been running this blog ever since 2010? This site is very unsucessful, but I’ll keep trying and maybe one day it will get somewhere.
~ Keep it all smiles
Thanksgiving is literally this Thursday and it’s time for social media to get ni**afied again. I remember last year #BlackThanksgiving was trending for damn near a week and it had to be the funniest thing to hit the internet since “P.O.P HOLD IT DOWN.” Today as I scroll on my twitter feed I’m searching for that one hashtag that has the flamboyance of a gay man to make its way to the trending charts and destroy the internet once again as it did last year…
Okay but really though, I look forward to Thanksgiving every year. It’s the one and only holiday that isn’t centered around praising a little baby that was supposedly seeded by god and born by some random woman with a generic ass name. If I’m wrong about Thanksgiving not having a religious background than please correct me becasue my whole life I’ve been taught that we’re supposed to be giving Thanks. But let’s not forget the fact that the Pilgrims killed the natives like a day after (those white devils).
With my cousins Mac & Cheese on my mind, all last night while talking to my homies DMT and BEEZY B, I couldn’t help but think about food. I’m not sure if it’s becasue I hadn’t ate since 3PM yesterday or imaginary deviled eggs sounded really good. (By the way, are they called deviled eggs becasue white people are referred to as white devils by the NOI and deviled eggs are practically white?) Excuse my madness but Thanksgiving has to be the best holiday since Christmas. Like Christmas is fun, but it surely isn’t Thanksgiving.
~ Keep it all smiles
I’m one shy fellow. I sometimes wish I wasn’t because I’d like to persue a few relationships but my shyness destroys everything. Kind of like when Michael Jackson would be on live TV getting interviewed, you could just tell that he was nervous.
Thats me.
I wander through life wishing she could be in my Cadillac Dreams but unfortunately I’m just not strong willed enough to do anything. So instead I awkwardly stare from the distance as the rush of boxes pass. My life is a strange world. The internet serves to reject me while creating memes out of the weak ones.
I guess it’s just another part of life.
~ Keep it all smiles
The month of November is here and yet I’m 14 days late on updating my blog. For whatever excuse that I will use, just know that it’s invalid and I probably made it up as I wrote along.
Instead of tossing an excuse, I would like to throw out there for everyone to know that this past election day it was my birthday again.
Yes, my birthday landed on the day that Trump claimed the one and only important seat in the White House (how disappointing right?). What I find funny about all of this is that every chance I got leading up to my birthday I told someone that I was to turn a year older on election day and would ask silly questions like “What places are open on election day?” To say the least, the very last time I voted was the first time I voted and I got my boy Obama in there for his 2nd term. Now how in the hell do we go from “Change” to “Make America White Again!” This shit just doesn’t make any bit of sense but dumb americans just gobble that crap up.
I can’t say that I don’t care who is in office because I went to Downtown Louisville after 8pm on a Thursday to march the streets with a bunch of other upset protesters. We chanted everything from “Love Trumps hate” to “Pussy grabs back.” But does pussy really grab back?
Besides the whole election mess, I had a good vacation week. Let me remind you that I work 7 days a week, so having an entire week to myself where I can take time to reflect on my life and plan out where I need to go next was nice. Unfortunately when it came to making music I had a serious case of writer’s block and didn’t get a damn word out of myself until Saturday came. Surprisingly this entire weekend I’ve been in this huge creative writing mood. Not to mention I’ve finally started NaNoWriMo and like the description says, it’s my worst nightmare. But man oh man, I can’t believe that the first half of November is gone. Next week is Thanksgiving and I can’t WAIT!
I just need to clean my room so I can feel accomplished.
~ Keep it all smiles
Dammit! I was doing so good this year! I made at least a post for each month and planned on to make it the whole year until I got on here today to see that September was one dull as month for me. haha
I can’t say that the best things have happened because they have not but I’m working. I’m working to stop the cascading waterfall of drama that slides down every day and says hello to my fro. I’m pretty sure that I have lessened as writer as well being that all of my sentences look like they were wrote by 19yr old Jamil. But it’s okay. This is my place. You’re only reading this because you wanted to.
I’ll cut the bs though. I’ve been hella depressed lately. I remember how when I would hear the word depression, I would try to imagine what it was like and how someone could let the woes of life lead them into a path of loneliness and for some, self-destruction. Now here I am at the age of 22 (soon to be 23 next month) with a heavy heart, mind full of thoughts, and a list of regrets. These aren’t the only factors that have brought me down and have lead me to cry at some points, but the verbal arguments with my father and having to listen to him basically tell me that I ain’t shit and will never prosper in life because white America says so.
I’m just so tired of taking such a brutal beating. I hate hearing my father curse me out, then apologize, only to curse me out again int he future, forgetting all of the reason he told himself to keep him from being mad. The bull shit doesn’t stop there. My job is more than just a job, its not hell either. It’s pure evil. The people that surround me and the relationships that others try to build with you just so they can cling to your soul and drag you down with them as they search for happiness. I hate it. I really do.
I don’t want to do any of this anymore. I have found what I like to do a long time ago and I’ve always been happy doing it. I’m an artist. But the world doesn’t want me ink to shine bright. The world wants me to follow the sheeple as they carry on with hopeless love and a perverted mind.
~ ill try to keep it all smiles
Guess what guys? The start of the semester has started and I have made the decision to not waste anymore time in a place that was draining life out of me. Now of course you have those people out in the world that are going to say, “You’re supposed to let college drain the life out of you so you can get a better education and a better job.” Well excuse me Mr. fucking retard, you can go ahead and waste your time, at least you can enjoy it. School isn’t for me. I legit sat down in grade school and day dreamed a majority of the time. Why am I gonna go to college to do more day dreaming when I can do it comfortably here at my house?
All I’m saying is, follow your heart and don’t do things that reflect the people around you. If you got friends going to school and you are too and you have tried effortlessly to pass and you just couldn’t, then maybe school isn’t right for you.
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~ Keep it all smiles
The last time rain fell from the sky I was in a hospital staring out of the family room of which was occupied by the loved ones of my friend Skittles. The mood seemed to change from mere happiness to the dreadful feeling of worry as we waited outside of the doors to see my friend. We were warned before we entered the room but were also given that little bit of hope that everything was going to work out in the end.
It’s Friday and rain has fallen from the sky again. The wake started at 3PM and I still have yet to make my way to the church. To be honest I’m scared. I’m scared to see him laying their quiet, not saying a word. Skittles was known for a loudmouth and goofy jokes, so seeing him not do neither is scary. It literally sets everything in stone that he is gone, forever.
I still feel like shit for not stopping to say Hi to him when I drove past him a month or so back. I saw him in someone’s front yard being goofy as usual. It hurts.
People that continuously hate on Future, lil Yachty, 21 Savage, and so on need to stop being closed minded. I’m not a fan of these artist but I appreciate their work and give them a listen here and there. What you have to realize is that these artist speak for our generation. Guess what our generation is doing? Drinking lean, smoking weed, doing drugs and going to hardcore rave parties. These rappers are the offspring of who we are as millennials.
Now of course old heads are going to say that they “aren’t real MC’s” or “Their music is garbage,” but listen to yourself! How can you have hate, or a strong dislike against an artist who succeeded with the same given opportunities that most of us have? Music changes with each generation, it won’t be the same. That “Golden Age” of hip hop that all those old heads are yearning for is over. Kendrick and J. Cole aren’t bringing back hip-hop, they’re creating new ways of sharing stories. Future and Yachty aren’t destroying hip-hop, they’re having fun.
As an artist, I believe in the freedom of speech and the freedom to create what you like. Nobody stood up in front of the entire Hip-Hop/Rap Industry in the 1990’s and said “This is how our music will sound like and it will be like this for the rest of its existence.” That’s not how it works! Let us create our music, let Yachty sing terribly over Auto-Tune, and let Desiigner use his copy paste methods. It’s all music, it’s all art, appreciate it.
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