Lets Get a Few Things Clear

What it look like good folk? I know what yall thinkin....Damn...two blogs in one week? I know I know. I have been very irregular with hitting yall but I had some stuff to get off my pectorals. And who better to share it with than my blog fam? So with that said, I'm not gonna keep yall too long. Lets get to it....Shall we?

Now, as all of you guys(and gals) that read this know, this blog is extremely personal. I can't say I say EVERYTHING on these chronicles. But I definitely air it out. And with all personal things I'm sure you all have your feelings about the things I say...and the things that I speak about on here. You're entitled to that. Just as I am entitled to blog the things I do. BUT....thats where that shit needs to stop. My life is my life. And until any of you people want to come live my life for me, I think it behooves you to keep any and all judgements about my situation to yourself. That is not to say that I am not open to advice or consultation on the things that I do or the things that I am going through. I am only 28 years old and I know that I don't know it all.

Another thing, I know the majority of my readers are women. And this is gonna sound extremely fucked up...but hey...thats what yall come here for right? I really am not putting too much stock in what any of you think or feel about my situation. Why? Because you can't understand what it is like to be on this side of the equation. I'm sure that those of you that have baby daddies have your very own unique and just as bothersome issues. But do NOT get it confused...its not even the same. Those of you that I know personally have your children. And to my knowledge you did not have to go one day without them. Splendid. But, aside from that, I would wager that never once have you had to put your feelings for your child and separate those feelings from the actions that you know you HAVE to make for your and their betterment. I respect everyones opinions...and appreciate any and all concerns that anyone has voiced to me. With that said, I need yall to know that I got this. And those of you that know me personally I know that with all this shit I'm dealing with I may seem like a roller coaster going off its tracks...and I admit that sometimes I am. But if you aint finna help me get it back on track and all you can offer is criticism for me being the person I am...well either you with me or you in the way...underdig?

I'm out.

Pimpin the System

What it look like good folk? Its that square boy Steez back at yall with these here chronicles. I got a few shots of tequila in my stomach, watchin the Steelers(Pittsburgh in the house!!!!!!) losing against the Ravens right now. I got faith in the Steel City, we aint finna lose to no heroin addicted football team....are we? What else has been going on? Not much that I can think of...outside of what I'ma talk about in this blog? So lets get to it....shall we?

I'm all for pimpin the system. If "the man" is gonna give free shit, I'ma take it. He has taken enough from me...time for some get back, right? But I have to ask, if everything you get is free, can you complain about the shit you do or don't have? I say that because Bitch Treachery is on pretty much every form of public assistance you can imagine. Food Stamps? Check. Subsidy Check. I know for a fact the bitch has applied for SSI on the oldest two kids(they both have sickle cell) AND on top of that she has also applied for public housing. Thats right folk. The Projects. PJ's. 'Jects. This broad committed 5 years of her life to higher education...and is aspiring to live in a housing project. Well, I guess since the projects are cute little town homes now...and they aren't called "projects" they are "income contingent housing" it aint all that bad huh? LOL

So take all of that then compound it with the fact that, according to her, I am not fulfilling my financial end of the bargain as it pertains to taking care of the kids. And, to be fair, I'm probably not. Since I've left I haven't bought the kids anything. Well until yesterday. I bought my oldest daughter some school uniforms and my son some shoes. That is not enough considering that I've been there every day of their lives. But hey...thats what she said they needed.

I say that because I asked her what the kids need. The aformentioned clothing and shoes was her response. After I buy those items she tells me that I am "responsible for the care of the children. And a pair of shoes does not suffice". Get the fuck out of here. Seriously. This bitch hasn't bought uniform one for any of the kids until THIS year. SideNote: my oldest daughter is in the second grade. But my question is how can a person who contributes NOTHING to society can be picky about ANYTHING? Peep the flavor neighbor....in a roundabout way I am paying for your food, the kids schooling and before that I kept a roof over your funky ass head.

The irony is...she recieves all of this assistance be cause she lied. She stated that she wasn't married. Bing...$700 of food stamps. Bam...$5 copays for subsidize ecucation for our kids. But now that I've left...lol...she wants us to be married? Aint that a bitch? So now the broad is looking for a "Roop". At the same time realizing she needs "the man" to care for her kids. So when its all said and done...she comes running to me...and as fucked up as it seems...I can't help her. Because she makes NO money...instead of me buying the kids what they need...she wants me to put money in her hand. No dice. I can't do it.

So for all you chicks pimping the system...remember a pimp usually has several hoes. Several sources of income. If "the man" is all you have...then you might as well throw in the towel...because you lost at life. Step your hustle game up and stop begging for shit...feel me?

I'm out.