“… fuck you and your lame ass friends.”
This is a line from a comment on Fair Trade. I couldn’t care less about the comment, but it made me think a lot about friendship and what it means to be a friend. 'Friend' has been bastardized so much that when someone uses it, we aren’t sure if the person means something or they’re just some random nigga they have an eConnection with.
Read MoreI’ve been holding back from sharing the good things happening lately, Mrs. T & I, our families (immediate and extended) all are being blessed this year with very few antipathies. Health, finances, love – general overall happiness and quality of life.
But this ain’t about them,
keep up.
Read MoreI’m not an empath but this week has proven that we all are on some level, for most of us it is so low key that we aren’t aware of anyone else's feelings but our own. I’ve had friends lose their mother, a very special friend who’s mother had a heart attack and a close friend whose dearest friend suffered a stroke. Although I did not know any of them personally, in the moment you first hear, the initial shock leaves you stunned, numb to the huge surge of feelings. I never know how to respond, the most common phrases are void of sincerity to me. So here are my words. Sorrow serves as a reminder of the brevity of life.
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