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LOL...
the fact that they have food should make them happy, let alone carrots.
When they bitch about being hungry then don't want what J made...I'm like, oh they're not that hungry then...cause when they are...they'll eat what the fuck you made.
LOL...
the fact that they have food should make them happy, let alone carrots.
When they bitch about being hungry then don't want what J made...I'm like, oh they're not that hungry then...cause when they are...they'll eat what the fuck you made.
If mom cooked it, you little shits are eating it
Nobody leaves til the table is empty and nobody is done until their dish is clean..
But yeah mang.. I don't get them folks who are like.. you don't like it sweetie, want mommy to make something else???
Shietttttttt..
I'd go over to my friends house and they mom would make dinner or some shit
They be like yuck.. I want doritos.. and I'd eat the fuck out of the meal.. squash, broccoli, meatloaf, whatevs.. shittt mang that was the best
Then their moms would all be like, Jofo is so sweet and ate all my food.. and I'd be like it was so delicious
Mom then be like.. Alex, why can't you be more like Jofo (I make big smart ass smile)
Then I'd fuck Alex's mom and she'd eat my ass for dessert while his lil brother Chad would watch.
and I agree...
drove to LA with my Persian bro once...stayed with his Mother in Rancho Santa Margarita...
she's like, "he want to order pizza or will he eat some traditional food?" I was like, when in Rome!
She made goat tongue...had to flip it inside out and put lemon on it. I was little like but I was
brought up to shut the fuck up and show appreciation and by the end of the meal I was sucking on
those tongues like they were a bag of dicks I was more familiar with.
Ok. I drove an IS250 today... This is pretty much EXACTLY what I'm looking for... Needs a tad more power but otherwise, feels exactly like driving the RDX for the most part and I know if I got one I'd FINALLY be satisfied... (Steering was 8/10)
My plan is maybe to move back to somewhere in the New Orleans area, find a decent job... THEN, get an IS350!
I'm still planning to atleast drive an Accord, just to see, but I think I know I'm going for an IS, now...
But I'm not buying today... Maybe in like 6 months, but atleast now I can envision a plan, and know what I'm looking for...
Ironically, my future is beginning to feel like it did before I started derailing it five years ago...
I'm getting back, back on track, get off of my back!
#BadMagick
Last edited by Midnight Mystery; 04-11-2019 at 12:04 AM.
Reason: More!
Honwat question: are you associating getting a nicer car to getting your life back "on track"? What if I told you they were mutually exclusive and maybe you're miscalculating your priorities... ? Maslow's hierarchy of needs comes to mind, look it up
Long personal details inside... This may give you guys insight on my thinking right now, but I know not moving forward soon, will be a mistake that I can't afford to make.
Spoiler
No, it's not that, it's just I want to be who I'm supposed to be... Who I already chose to be when I was younger... I forgot who I was but am beginning to remember who I really am... I need to continue to remember who I am until I find myself, because ive been lost for a couple of years now... This has caused me to lie to myself and make bad decisions that I regretted soon after... I'm trying to think from a deeper, mutual place within myself... I lost myself, I used to ve someone and I must correct that to find fulfillment...
I gave up on myself in late 2014 for stupid reasons I can barely remember now, but all I can think of now is what all it cost me... I was on the fast track to a successful life, then just went stagnant... I think have damage from the isolation I've been in for years... I can't think fast like I used to... I have nearly lost my siblings... I did lose my beloved grandmother... I have friends/family I haven't talked to in years and not to mention the physical ageing my body has experienced over this course of time...
I don't want to sound like a taco or be a brat, but I feel like my best course of action is to repair the damage I've done and rewrite my life and fix it...
I don't want to lose who I am supposed to be...
I don't want to become a low-life living in this town trapped like everyone else here... I'm not from here and I don't want to get stuck... I'm not going to open my mind here, I know sooner or later I will NEED to leave for my own good... And sooner is better tgan later If you know you're on the wrong track in life!
I'm aggravated that I got the Optima to begin with... I'm aggravated that I lied to myself and believed it... I'm aggravated that I didn't know I was lying to myself...
I'm scared everyone I know will forget I exist.
I'm scared I will return to my honetown to find it's not the place it was when I left...
I'm scared I will return to find half the people I knew are dead or retired or moved away...
I'm scared I will end up like Tom Hanks at tge end if Cast Away.
I'm trying to peice my life back together and having a car that I spend all of my free time waxing or staring at was truly a centerpiece of my life... I stopped wanting to go outside and forgot how much it means to me...
I want my purpose back!
I will check out your theory, I appreciate you sharing with me!
Honwat question: are you associating getting a nicer car to getting your life back "on track"? What if I told you they were mutually exclusive and maybe you're miscalculating your priorities... ? Maslow's hierarchy of needs comes to mind, look it up
Wes, just be yourself, man. Everything else will fall into place.
I remember I got off the highway in LA when I drove there for the first time in my adult life. I saw Crenshaw and
remembered all the rap videos and was like, this cracker ass cracker is getting back on the highway to brave traffic.
LA traffic is no fucking joke.
RIP Nip...the more I've read and heard the more sad about it I am.