#poetryshit

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Fuck that shit you spit about the stars in the skies above when we need to be talking about how these bitches I mean goddesses need love. Oh you mad though bro? Didn’t mommy and daddy give you what you need? Nah moms was gone and never even told you who pops was, did she? So now you wanna take that shit out on me. Ha! Isn’t it so ironic how fucked up folks shy away from therapy but are the most in need concurrently? I won’t exclude myself but you see that’s why I took up psychology. Relationships these days are the shit nah they are the shit nah I mean they are the shit! Literally! People walking around with multiple college degrees but inside they’re dying, handicapped by emotional dis-ease. The shit is mind boggling really. We live in a world tainted by unhealed souls begging for your heart as a hand out without the promise of reciprocation or self control. Fucking with these foolish mortals all you’ll get is absent intellect, a STD your fatherless seed can’t pronounce and no child support check. And that’s just from dealing with these males who mistakenly call themselves men. Let us not forget about the womb-man. Some of you broads are even worse. Less concerned with respecting your temple and more concerned with the next season’s designer purse. “Bag lady you gone hurt yo back dragging all them bags like that.”  Waiting for someone to come along to distract you from the introspection that needs to take place; too scared to stand alone in your own space. Why is it you think when you have someone you’re better but as soon as shit go south your self-security switches like the weather? Because you’re not! You live in an illusion girl! Basing your self-esteem off of a dream, a fantasy you were handed as a child. I’m referring to the lie they told you saying you’re incomplete. You were young and vulnerable so you made that a belief. Now you’re grown, so to speak. “I’ll be fine as soon as I can call him or her mine.” Are you deaf, dumb or are you blind? Can’t you see without self love you’re obsolete? Selling your soul for free in the between the sheets. The Isley Brothers were making love but baby you just getting fucked. Yeah that was harsh but you need to hear this shit, so imma give it to you raw and uncut. You’re not a victim, you’re a volunteer and you need to grow up. It makes no sense to be playing these games when all you’re doing is hurting yourself. As soon as they’re gone there you go feeling sorry for yourself. Why don’t you take a timeout and do what you need to do to eliminate self-doubt. Only then will you not have to fake like you’re the shit, you truly will be and you’ll have the internal work you accomplished to prove it, Just Like Me. 

~ Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

The #Dating Series: Intentions

When you meet someone, if they’re truly interested in you, everything they do should match – how they pay attention to you, the questions they ask, the things they want to know about you. if they’re truly interested in you and who you are and what you can be for them and what they can be for you. not just what you like to eat or how are you are in bed but what makes you happy, what makes you smile, what makes you want to get up in the morning, what makes you sad, what makes you think. they should be interested in every single intricate detail of you and the being of who you are and everything they do should coincide with that. If everything doesn’t match, if everything they do, doesn’t match what they say then there’s an imbalance somewhere. at that point you need to make a decision as to if you want spend time in that person’s energy or not.

Until next time,
Tiffany Michellé ✌
TiffanyMichel-le.com

💕 Who doesn’t love long ass run on sentences 😆

 

#Love707

In dating and relationships, people tend to take the road most frequently traveled, they attempt to play it safe, not going against the grain. If we won’t be our true selves – faults, insecurities, hurts and all, how is the right person supposed to get to know us? Why tip toe around subjects or issues to avoid healthy conflict? It’s in the ingredients where we find our weaknesses and our growth. It’s in the confusion that we find clarity. Working through it all, is where we can find each other.

Tiffany Michellé 💋

 

#Leggo

Sometimes, we hold onto people whom we shouldn’t because we don’t want to hurt them. But after feelings have developed, whether quickly or in time, the pain is the same. If you know you can’t love someone the way they deserve to be loved, please let them go. In time hopefully their heart will heal and they will allow true love to enter into their lives.

Until next time,
Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

#Fukit

Life isn’t as complicated as it seems. With whatever you want to achieve, you have two choices. You can live your life in fear, worrying about what everyone else thinks, how people see you, failure and etc OR You can say #fuckit and go balls to the wall, diving deeply and beastly into life without fear. Knowing if you mess up, you have the option to try again, knowing you’re just learning and you don’t have to be perfect. What will you choose?

Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

The #Love Grind

The lonely heart ails at the able inability to give of its self. The most difficult experience my heart has felt is prohibited expression; loving a soul that failed to see my reflection. Even more so my incapacity to let go.

Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

Free 2 #loveme

I used to be the kind of person that would never ask for help nor accept help when it was offered. One year, I contracted this super duper intergalactic flu. I couldn’t do anything for myself. I had to suck my ego up and allow others to do things and buy things for me. Even accepting smallest financial tokens was hard for me. See, I’ve always prided myself on being so independent. I had never been so sick in my life but that isn’t what broke me.

While laying in bed, a silent and calm voice spoke to me. It asked one thing and that one thing changed me.

“Would you rather not have them?”

What? What do you mean? I sat there for a moment and then it dawned on me. What if the Universe assumed I didn’t need the people who were dear to me because I didn’t allow them to be there for me? What if they were taken away from me, from my life?

I began to cry. How had I made them feel by continuing to say no to their love? What if their most important need was the need to feel needed? What had I done? What was I doing?

From that day on, my mind changed as well as my heart. That day, I allowed love to love me back.

Idk who needed to hear this but I tend to be very obedient to the voice in my head and when it tells me to write, I do. So here ya go love bucket. From me to you…because we both deserve to be loved. 😉

Until next time,
Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

I #lust you…

Why are women so willing to trust someone else with their bodies but skeptical when it comes to giving their hearts? • This, of course isn’t a question I’d like an answer to, I’d rather you attempt to understand the point in the rhetoric.
10.09.2015
Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

#707 Shift Happens

I’m currently reading one of my favorite books for the 3^rd time, The Mastery of Love by don Miguel Ruiz. I highly recommend it to anyone who desires to see a heightened and an effective perspective about love of self and others.

In the chapter, entitled The Wounded Mind, a question is posed,

“How can you relate with people who are emotionally wounded and sick with fear?”

This question never stuck out to me in my previous reads as it did today. The word relationship derives from the word relate, meaning to interact realistically and/or an ability to relate emotionally to others.

Let’s venture off for just a moment…

Earlier this year, I began to experience a shift. As a person who consistently felt as if the cosmos was pulling me into relationship after relationship, imagine my surprise when I began to have no desire to “relate” with men. Every time I pictured being with a man, I would experience immediate nausea (it still happens). One would think because I’m bisexual this wouldn’t bother me but I began to feel very afraid. Perhaps this was my inner self somehow indicating that I no longer desired men and therefore I’d solely desire women. That would be ok for some but not for me. See, I like options; I always have. Although being attracted to both sexes has been strenuous at times, I love the way I am. I feel perfectly balanced. I like the way I help others gain perspective being that I’m so open, nonjudgmental and unbiased.

As a conscious person, I seldom go outside of myself for answers. I tend to go within to seek answers in regard to my emotions, thoughts and my actions. So instead of continuing to be scared without taking action, I began to self-analyze.

A Conversation with self:

Self: When did this begin?

Me: After the last relationship ended.

Self: But even after the relationship ended you had to have had a slight sexual desire for men because you participated in a single sextracurricular activity.

Me: After that, I felt NOTHING.

What the hell was going on? Why was I going through this?

After a while, I just accepted it. I’d see attractive people and my spidey senses would tingle but the nausea would come immediately after. Imagine my dismay; imagine the mayhem going on inside of my mind and my body. I felt like I’d been bamboozled, run amuck, we didn’t land on Plymouth Rock, Plymouth Rock landed on us! (If you don’t know that line, #killyoself)

Alright so let’s go back to the question:

“How can you relate with people who are emotionally wounded and sick with fear?”

Nothing in regard to dating made 100% sense during this shift. But the moment I read that question, clarity rang from the heavens. I am not single because I’m not attractive, intimidating, too picky, undeserving, too big, too little, too black, too tall, too smart or too different. After I read that question, it was simple. I am single because the people I meet relate to things that are for entertainment purposes only; things that lack meaning. Most of the guys haven’t been thinkers or readers. They’re caught up in the illusion and completed distracted. Growth to them isn’t about self-love, self-reliance, introspection and etc. Being successful is equated to how much money they have, how many women they can have sex with, how big their houses are and what kind of car they drive; without these things, they feel like they are nothing. I am single because I can’t relate.

I now know that this wasn’t a sexual shift I’ve been experiencing. This is much more than my getting nauseated at the thought of relations with a man. This was about my being so disgusted by my past counterparts who were emotionally wounded and sick with fear that I unknowingly developed a psychosomatic defense mechanism. The nausea was a safeguard. As I think back and am truly honest, I fell weak after my last relationship. I sunk very low within myself. Something within me had to protect me until I could do it on my own. I am now emotionally healed and I live fearlessly once again.

Until next time,

Tiffany

 

Rule #5 – Don’t be a homophobic b!tch

the background

So I got back on the dating scene about a month ago. Although my wants have changed, no longer desiring a serious relationship, the buffoonery of the dating scene is the same.

the scene

Ring…Ring.

Almostdating007: hey you, what’s up?

him: hey gorgeous, wyd?

Almostdating007: hanging out with my cousin.

him: that’s what up. well I’m off today and I’m barbecuing. why don’t you come over?

Almostdating007: alright cool, I’m omw.

Mind you, this is my 1^st time meeting this guy. I pull into his apartment building which I notice is a little hood but I give him a complimentary pass because I understand shit happens. I text him, “I’m here” and he comes outside. Luckily he looked like his picture with the exception of THE slight I’ve been catfished BELLY he had going on. I stepped through his door and I am standing in the threshold of some serious disappointing shit.

5 Dating Etiquette Tips for Guys

Let us begin:

• Clean the f word up! – I understand that a man’s space is his cave and he has been approved to do whatever the hell he wants in it.
  • But if you invite a woman over, understand that you have to at least fake it until you make it. Clean up the bachelor pad. I’m not saying it has to be spotless but if a girl feels like she needs a toilet seat cover to use your bathroom, something is seriously wrong.
• Everyone is not a carnivore – Plan ahead
  • If you want to impress a woman by inviting her over so you can cook for her, plan ahead. Ask her what she likes to eat. Don’t just assume she eats everything. And when you say you’re barbecuing, know that she’s assuming you’re going to have more food than just chicken. Where are the sides? Can a bitch get some potato salad or at least some macaroni? Damn! I’m thirsty!
• To be or not to be – Yourself
  • When a dating questionnaire asks you if you smoke, know that the question is most likely referring to cigarettes not weed, crack or heroine. If you smoke, be honest and indicate, “Yes.” A girl who thinks all your information is true on your dating profile, shouldn’t walk into a freaking second hand smoke fest with you standing smack dap in the middle of it.
• Don’t be a cheap skate – broke a$$
  • When you cook for a woman, especially if it’s your 1^st date, she shouldn’t have to pay for shit but if she’s nice, she’ll ask if she should bring anything. If you respond, “Yeah, some laundry detergent.” Slap yourself! It’s your 1^st date dude; she isn’t your girlfriend or your wife. You should’ve picked that up when you were buying those cheap ass drumsticks and she’s a pescetarian!
• Don’t be a homophobic bitch!
  • Expressing how disgusted you are by gay people probably isn’t smart when talking to someone you don’t really know. Particularly when the person is bisexual and has gay friends and family. (Me! Me! Me!)
    • Side note: this guy who I thought was very masculine walked outside to throw a chicken bone in the complex trash can (weird b/c he had a trash can in his house). All of a sudden, he begins walking with a switch in his walk looking sweeter than a honey bee sucking on a queen bee’s titty. Umm wait what? I didn’t get the memo. Does your boy toy stay around here and you’re secretly giving him a show or something? Are you disgusted with gays because you’re too chicken shit to come out of the closet? Wth was all that about?

After his open display of confusing homophobic tendencies, I couldn’t take it anymore. I texted my cousin and asked him to call me in 5 minutes and fake like he had an emergency. When I was getting into my car, he says please don’t forget to call me. I laughed.

 

 

 

 

 

Until next time my sweet little pleasure holes,

Tiffany Michellé aka Almostdating007

 

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