The Water Bearer

Instead of posting lyrics like I usually do, I wanna take a moment to dedicate this blog to 

Oreo Kassanova Canady
the sweetest, most bipolar, needy, brat I have ever met. I will cherish your memory always. 

Blog Talk: I'm gonna try to make these blogs shorter and post them more frequently. We will see how that goes.

The world is well into the Age of Aquarius. We've left the Piscean era where the world was governed by orthodoxy(normality) and faith. This new age is governed by logical compassion. Meaning compassion within reason and also that it is only logical to be compassionate. You'll notice this change as certain things shunned by religion such a homosexuality and female empowerment start to become less taboo. Interesting, right? All hail the Age of Aquarius.

Antywayz.

Someone actually asked me if my butt is real the other day bofl

Called Julisa and somehow ended up talking to everyone at work lol. Miss you guys.

So now that I'm all moved back into Tampa. I've actually been feeling quite lonely. Bailey, Kitkat, and Rachel have been inviting me over and to go out and really appreciate that. It sucks because everyone lives with people they know and are friends with. I don't. We'll get to my roomates later. But it's like all the time I'm texting Jeremy, or David, or the Size Queens to see what they're doing because I be sooo bored. I really want to start becoming closer with Nia, Tiffany, Faith, Mikey, etc Thankfully I've had Shai to chill with.

STOP. Let's all take a moment to appreciate the greatness that is Shai-Ann Gayle....Okay.

Paaks isn't here and she had a falling out with her old roomates and I'm lowkey grateful because it really brought us closer. It is very rare that I find someone that I can vibe with completely be myself around. She is legit one of three people I have ever come across in my life that I can joke around with, go out with, talk sex with, and trust with my life. And Paaks flew down (over?) from Texas to surprise her. I'm sayin like zaaaamn I need a nigga to do that for the kid.
Faith got the cakes tho

To end the Friend segment, I'll make my last comments on the death of my friendship with Rafael. Everyone who knows me, knows that my two aces are Diane and Rafael. This make come as a shock to some of my readers who know me personally, but Rafael and I are actually no longer friends. So I know what you're expecting. You're expecting me to follow-up with a dramatic story of a big explosion leading to the end of our friendship. Well, don't hold your breath. When we came back to school in the summer, he simply stopped talking to me. As time passed, I realized he unfollowed me on all social media outlets. Even blocked my number. Why? I have no clue. We were closer than we had ever been the last time we really hung out before the end of last semester.

Saw him at school and he even tried to say hello to me. Dafuq?...What the actual fuck? Then I saw him at a party hanging out with ..a girl we know from high school whom he claimed not too long ago was annoying and acted "fufu". AND THEN I found out that he told people that the reason we aren't friends is because I hit on him all the time. BLASPHEMY! The ONLY time I've hit on him was when I was drunk and was hitting on everyone. What's funny is that he didn't tell that lie to someone who asked and would know that it was a lie.

So I'll conclude with this. I miss him. I do. I am more hurt than anything else. Sometimes it seems like the people who matter the most are always disappearing from my life. But sometimes, you just outgrow people, as I mentioned with Justin. Maybe that's what it was. And I won't continue to rant about how much I have done for him. He has also done alot for me. I appreciate the role he played in my life and eventually I will appreciate his exit as well.

I've tried some interesting things in the last few weeks. Thing which most people probably would not approve of but I think in order to understand something you have to actually take part in it. I'll let your imagination take it from there.

One thing is most important to me is my image/pride. So, wtbs, I absolutely hate when people lie on me and say that I tried to get at them. Now if we talked, we talked and that's it. But I cannot honestly think of the last time someone rejected me, simply because I don't put myself in the situation to be rejected. And if you know me, you know that I almost never approach these niggas first, I let them approach me. So when anybody tell you some shit like "Yo Trey tried to get at me once", slap a nigga dead in the mouf and tellem come see Trigga.

Things that give me LIFE:
1) The groupchat between Diane, Yuleidy-Bug, and I.
2) Snaps of Bruce Wayne. {Miss you Sam}
3) Bailey's laugh of intoxication
4) Nicki Minaj and Anaconda

People in Tampa tell me I speak funny. I've been listening to myself talk recently,and I think I have a mixture of New York, Carribean, and Southern accent going on...I know that sounds weird..


Sometimes I feel like guys only really come at me on some sexual shit. But then again, I also feel like I portray myself as a sexual creature and every nigga think they can catch a slice. But the only thing you catchin is a curve, and maybe a cold. But anyway, the reason I say that is because lately guys have been much more direct with me.."Hey Trey, do you wanna work out and have sex after?" "When we gonna fuck, pa?" "Damn I just want you to come split me open"...BISH WHEEEEEET??

And they be SO mad when curve em heavy. Cry yourself a river and drown in it, muthafucker.

I just want someone to give meaning to these love songs....
Sometimes I feel so lonely, but I legit might be texting at least 5 guys at all times. I possess the self-confidence of someone who once had none, and now I can't get enough. I crave your attention. And when you don't give it to me, I crave it more.


My Love Life in 30 seconds:

Things are moving quite nicely with LiteBrite I'd say. We shared...a moment. We didn't engage in any type of sexual activity. But it was so intense because it has been a long time since I actually have been physical with someone that I actually have those feelings for. 

Finally saw this boy named Ezekiel. He works in a club. As a dancer. Would never be comfortable with him. He does the most to get tips and I plan on being the ONLY nigga touching on my boyfriend. NEXT. 

Don't know where things between Anthony and I lie. I'ma forgive, I won't forget, but I'ma dead the issue. 

Still thinking about the time I spent with Adrian from UCF. If the plate is clean, I'll eat off it ;)

No one else worth mentioning yet..

So I went to Hamburger Mary's with my roomate Mikey last night. He's lowkey my favorite roomate just because he goes out of his way to be sweet and courteous. I initially thought it would only be him and the two friends of his that I've already met. And Hamburger Mary's is a restaraunt that has Drag shows. With those facts in mind, I put on the hoe pants yall. The pants with more holes and tears than actual fabric haha. Then as we were walking to Holly G, he told me that alot of other people were going..It ended up working out because I remembered that I'm a celebrity and people love me from here to fucking Indonesia so I was good. It only got kinda awkward because this boy that I may or may not have had sexual relations with was also going and no one knows about that. Throughout the night he was lowkey texting me sweet nothings yet highkey talking about this boy that he was been talking to. Little does he know, I had that boy too muahahaha. Your #MCM is my #TBT...I'm not one to wreck anyone's hopes and dreams to so stay silent. He's cool so I hope I won't ever have to completely slay his life.

You know it's HELL when I come thru..