Your Nothingness Makes me Famous......

Blahhhhh..... That is the word of the week.

I am so tired of dealing with the nonsense I deal with on a reg.
I am fed up with the bullshit that people seem to think I have to swallow.

Don't confuse my kindness for weakness nor my eagerness to avoid you as a cop out.
I just truly know myself, my capabilities and refusal to allow those of you that cannot begin to reach the bottom of my feet bring me down.

Sit around and talk the shit you must to get you through your non-existence.
Enjoy your ignorant laughs and made up stories.
If talking shit about me makes you feel better about how you look, what you do, your mothering, your domestication or lack thereof, then by all means continue to do so.

Not you or your little sidekicks will ever have the tits to step to me.
I have too much class to stoop to your level so keep making me famous.

The recklessness of your mouth is no battle for me.. I walk with my head up high and proud of who I am. Happy that I must be all that and then some if you are so threatened by me.

High school shit for sure. I am way too beyond that.

So while you spend your day on your couch trying to figure out how to pass the time of nothingness in your life and you find that making up stories about me while I work, mother, and live is a good pass time..... Remember this >>>> Making me famous wont help you get ahead in life, you will be left unsatisfied as you see no response from me other than continuing to do me, be me, get ahead and watch you watching me... lmfao ... Keep inhaling the dust I leave behind as I achieve my every goal... wipe the tears from you eyes....