Friday, February 27, 2009

. PROTEST "FWB".

. the newest and most needed protest.

so i started a facebook group called Protesting " Friends with Benefits". so far i have 82 members, and new people are joining every day.
I think this is the most necessary protest to change relationships today. The problem is that "friends with benefits" are the root as to why men are having troubles commiting to something when they are getting all of the benefits of being in a relationship without actually being in one. AND its sad. BUT i blame women, for we are allowing it....WELL NO MORE

I recently received some messages saying how great of an idea the group is and how i should actually put fourth making a greater effort to making this protest "real." One girl suggested that I start an organization at Hampton for women. Basically the organization will deal with relationship issues, and women empowerment. How we, as women, can raise our standards back up. I THINK THIS IS A GREAT IDEA!!
... i'm on the radio station so that would allow me to host forums and basically reach the message to a broader audience and get support.

i'm really excited and this is something i am VERY interested in.
i'll keep the updates on where this goes :)

OH [ JOIN THE PROTEST ALL]

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

A farewell letter.

Pouring out my heart into this .....this toxic, non growing, ongoing relationship.
Once upon a time, it was something amazing. Something young, yet grown, ...innocent even.
But we lost it?
No, i lost it!
I realized what I wanted, and accepted that you will never change. Never say never, maybe one day. But i promise you one day will be too late.
Three years and i'm still singing the same song. It's as if we're standing in time. I wanted us to continue as the big hand turned..I wanted us to be beautiful...to the point that our flaws would make us even more perfect. But hey, that was just my silly little plan.

You showed me that you had another plan in mind. Who am I to mess that up for you?
So i walk away. Quietly. Without making a scene or blasting your name. I just dissappear as If i was never there. As if we never were.

Everyday it hurts. Giving up on what I wanted.
Maybe one day you will feel it. Maybe thats what it takes. For me not to be there.
....But i say farewell....
Farewell to my past.

Supporters!