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I’ve no choice but to dive in. To give him my all….all my trust. It’s never been done but the opposite of death is life. The opposite of broken is whole. I want to be whole again and I want to feel alive….so I’m jumping in.
“Smooth Criminal”
As he came into the window
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down, it was her doomAnnie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK, Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK, Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK, Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK,?
Are you OK, Annie?(Annie, are you OK?)
(will you tell us that you’re OK)
(there’s a sign in the window)
(that he struck you a crescendo Annie)
(he came into your apartment)
(he left the bloodstains on the carpet)
(then you ran into the bedroom)
(you were struck down)
(it was your doom)Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?
You’ve been hit by
You’ve been hit by
A smooth criminalSo they came into the outway
It was Sunday, what a black day
Mouth to mouth resuscitation
Sounding heartbeats intimidationsAnnie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?
Annie, are you OK?
So, Annie, are you OK?
Are you OK Annie?(Annie, are you OK?)
(will you tell us that you’re OK)
(there’s a sign in the window)
(that he struck you a crescendo Annie)
(he came into your apartment)
(he left the bloodstains on the carpet)
(then you ran into the bedroom)
(you were struck down)
(it was your doom)(Annie, are you OK?)
(so, Annie, are you OK?)
(are you OK Annie?)
(you’ve been hit by)
(you’ve been struck by
A smooth criminal)OK, I want everybody to clear the area right now!
Aaow!
(Annie, are you OK?)
I don’t know!
(will you tell us, that you’re OK)
I don’t know!
(there’s a sign in the window)
I don’t know!
(that he struck you a crescendo Annie)
I don’t know!
(he came into your apartment)
I don’t know!
(left bloodstains on the carpet)
I don’t know why baby!
(then you ran into the bedroom)
I don’t know!
(you were struck down)
(it was your doom, Annie!)(Annie, are you OK?)
Dang gone it, baby!
(will you tell us, that you’re OK)
Dang gone it, baby!
(there’s a sign in the window)
Dang gone it, baby!
(that he struck you a crescendo Annie)
Hoo! hoo!
(he came into your apartment)
Dang gone it!
(left bloodstains on the carpet)
Hoo! hoo! hoo!
(then you ran into the bedroom)
Dang gone it!
(you were struck down)
(it was your doom, Annie!)
Aaow!
Five years and three months of my life wasted. Now I know I had a part in it. There were so many men in my life that were more worthy of my love and time than you. But I stayed. Disrespect after disrespect, I let you abuse my body and soul as I stood still. It was like witnessing my own murder. There I stood….silent and in pain….begging God to deliver me out of this mess. And once He did, it never occurred to me the after effects of what you did to me. 5 years and 3 months of my birthing years. Every time I see someone announce their engagement and/or birth of a baby it reminds me of all you robbed me of…the things I let you take so easily. Now I’m sitting here on this train beautifully and intelligently (the things you could not take away from me) feeling unloved. I want to say that I wish you the best or even the worst for that matter. But I wish you nothing. The kind of nothing where your existence in my past, present, and future is gone. I wish you to take the pain and loneliness with you. I wish you nights of laying next to her feeling empty and unfilled. I wish you a sea of nothingness. Most of all, I wish you the kind of nothingness where 5 years and 3 months of your life has no meaning. May the nothingness eat at your soul so that you can never hurt anyone else. That is my wish for you. May you be robbed too…. ~KJM on Flashback Friday
We were 3 months into dating when I saw the first huge warning sign that he was not serious about a commitment. It was Labor Day weekend in 2010. I broke things off for a day and then decided I didn’t want to spend another day without him. I was already in love with him and I felt trapped. Even in my “happy” moments this feeling of being trapped never went away. As a matter of fact, it got deeper….so deep that in September 2015 it began eating at my soul. Every day during and after that Labor Day weekend I regret not standing up for myself and walking away….the amount of disrespect and emotional stress I endured for 5 years and 3 months was not worth a day of “happy” moments with him. I’m still fighting for my soul….and I never want to make that mistake again. It wasn’t that I didn’t know my worth…it was that I didn’t demand it!
Looking at it now
It all seemed so simple
We were lying on your couch
I remember
You took a Polaroid of us
Then discovered (then discovered)
The rest of the world is black and white
But we were in screaming color
And I remember thinkin’
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Looking at it now
Last December (last December)
We were built to fall apart
And fall back together (back together)
Ooh, your necklace hanging from my neck
On the night we couldn’t quite forget, when we decided
We decided to move the furniture so we could dance
Baby like we stood a chance
Two paper airplanes flying, flying, flying
And I remember thinkin’
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Remember when you hit the brakes too soon?
Twenty stitches in the hospital room
And you started crying, baby I did too
But when the sun came up, I was looking at you
Remember when we couldn’t take the heat
I walked out and said I’m setting you free
But the monsters turned out to be just trees
But when the sun came up, you were looking at me
You were looking at me, oh
You were looking at me
I remember
Oh I remember
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet? Good
Update after update, Siri has sucked! But lately she’s been feeling herself. Here are 5 inappropriate things Siri has said to me that has made me want to slap the piss out of her and set my iPhone on fire:
5. One day a friend of mine asked me to check out the new Siri update. She told me to ask Siri any question. So I asked…“Siri, when will I find true love?” And the bitch’s response was “I don’t know Kingston. You keep looking for love in all the wrong places!” Bitch what?!
4. A few weekends ago my iPhone screen went black! I could hear people calling me but could not see a thing. So I tried to shut my phone off and when that didn’t work….I lost it and started cursing! To my surprise, Siri was on! For 45 minutes her and I ensued in a nasty argument. I called her everything but a child of God and one of her responses was “Your language is inappropriate and I don’t appreciate your tone!” Bitch what?! The freaky thing was she kept responding to my comments until I drove to the closest Apple Store! These are the things nightmares are made of!
3. I asked “Siri can you find the closest Walmart?” And she said yes but instead took me to someone’s home! Bitch where are we?! This ain’t no Walmart! Her voice got very stern as she told me that she would not respond to being called such names!
2. Please don’t call Siri a bitch too much. She appears to have the capability to ignore you for days if the verbal abuse is too much! I got this from one of my coworkers! This really happened to his sister. She cursed Siri out and Siri refuse to answer her for three days! Bitch what?!
And 1. This is the only warm moment I’ve ever had with her. When I was packing up and leaving the South for good, I got in my car and said “Siri, take me home!” And she replied…“Ok, Kingston. We are now headed to New Jersey!” I teared up. Are you suppose to have warm moments with your iPhone?! ~KJM on Throwback Thursday with that bitch named Siri close by….
I’ve nothing left to give you
