All This

All this for one night only?

I don't know if I'm down for investing hundreds of dollars into a Jordan jersey just so I can be Miley Cyrus for Halloween. Nor am I spending thirty dollars on boxing gloves so I can basically play pretend for a night. For those people that are hardcore celebrators of Halloween, DO THAT! Go all out. But for the last minute bandwagon folks, STOP. JUST STOP!

Why stress yourself out over a costume that you'll try to piece together and fail miserably at?

Just be you. 

Many people are pretending to be somebody that they're not on a regular basis. So why change now?

I just boggles my mind that some people are leaving bills unpaid and overdue to shop for the right Minion yellow socks for their Minion costume, so a day after you can try those socks for a refund. 

BUT OH NO!

You paid credit so you're bank will hold your money for a bit. But somehow your lack of adulting(yep made it up) will be my fault and you'll address me with irritability and obscenities. I'll in turn embrace your attitude with faked concern and wait for you to calm down, finish or leave. Your final words of course will be something to the effect of "I'm never coming back", and you'll view that as a threat while I'll accept it, almost jumping forth to extend my pinky to get you to promise. 

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!!!!!

Thrill of the Defeat

Don't wave my white flag for me

I haven't given up yet

And if you knew me you would know I'm better than that

Defeat and I have never been able to coexist for long before one of us is calling our arrangement off, packing our bags and leaving out of the door

We can be so attracted to one another

And we do a wonderful job at accepting one another's  faults, and there is the no judgement thing that is appealing

But here's where I have to draw a line, cut ties and move on

I don't do commitment to settling for less 

I've dated defeat and it doesn't ever change, it's consistent in remaining complacent

Which I just can't do

I don't have much time left, and I have a work to do, so I've got to move on defeat, my love

Contents

I've embraced the life

Of treasured moments

Embraces 

Hate

Suffering 

Those with which we'll lose

Well you'll lose and I'll be left holding onto

A communication that happens seldom

But when it does it's like we never left

Like it hasn't been years 

Like we never left one another

But I'm alone

I'm left with the memories 

But somehow I'm okay with it this way

It's like your memories are personal effects

Contents left in my mind that no one can collect

So I've grown to become fine, okay

Treasure the high school years of play brother and sister

I'll keep those vital visions of you playing football

I'll keep those views of you strong and smiling

You never did lose that strength,smile, or that laugh

I'll carry the contents of you in my memory no matter how heavy 

For your memory is not a burden it's a gift

NISM

Need I Say More

Some situations don't require words

If one was to add any it would take away from the silence

If the silence speaks for it self

What's the point of words?

I believe silence has just as much if not more than a place in life

Yes I could conjure up many words to express many things

But what's the point when silence is enough?

If you allow it

It can be enough 

So much excess, more is better, more is better

But there has to be "More" limits

A cut off

Don't underestimate the silent types

For they understand the depth with which silence allows versus small talk and loud crowds

It's an Need I Say More mentality, one that is ventured in silence and analyzed into wisdom

Try it sometimes