Disclaimer: If this offends you, you’re welcome. I hope I’ve humbled you today.

It puzzles me how a person gathers the stones that are thrown at them everyday only to launch them in your direction. It amazes me how one can pick at every intricate detail that surrounds someone else’s life without considering the thought of taking a gander at theirs. Have we all forgotten or overlooked the obvious and blatant fact that we are all human and therefore, we are far from perfect? I recently checked myself for clarity and I’m definitely human. Nevertheless, I won’t apologize for that.

It takes a sufficient amount of energy to constantly point out the faults and imperfections of others while trying to ignore your own. Let’s be honest here: from saving face to unnecessary justifications due to guilt, the chores are quite tiring. Personally, I cannot thrive off of negativity and/or tearing down one’s house to build my home. What type of foundation is expected to withhold all of that guilt in the end? Surely, one can’t really think that a house built on such said foundation, won’t come tumbling down. Maybe I’m the only individual who can’t stomach such vile activity. Or maybe it fills the nothingness of some. For me, it definitely doesn’t satisfy any type of void that may exist. My soul thirsts for positive fulfillment. It always has.

Although done everyday, none of us, as humans, are in any type of position to judge the next, especially when we have created the same acts publicly and/or privately. Sin is sin, regardless of the degree. With that being said, you are definitely no better than the person you are trying to judge or have judged. I’m definitely guilty of doing the aforementioned; however, I’ve learned the difference in educated judgments and opinions. I wish more people would do the same.

Check my Statistics ▼

I’ve been taunted because I’ve had two children at a very young age by two different men. These particular individuals all have had children out of wedlock by different men. What’s puzzling is that I’m trying to figure out the difference? I’m on a quest to discover the primary discrepancy amongst myself and those individuals. I just can’t see it and I’m starting to grow weary of this task. What’s so amazing to me is their rationale and justifications behind their sin. It was their choice to bring a child into the world out of wedlock by different men. But I.. oh I was just careless and only did it to keep a “man” around. (The comment was autobiographical, needless to say) Nevertheless, sin is sin. Align us all side by side and ask us if we’re married and we’ll all have no other choice but to agree to the fact that we all have bastard children. (respectfully termed.)

My Statistics

I got pregnant with my daughter in high school. I gave birth to her AFTER I graduated in the top 25% with a 3.5 GPA. I was 26/104.

I began college the semester after I gave birth to my daughter. I didn’t move far away, or to another city and leave her in the care of my mother or relatives. I saved money for my own apartment, in which I moved into before my daughter turned 1 years old.

I have entered my fourth year of college and now I have two kids whom I support. My daughter is now of school age and I make sure she is cared for academically as that has already been proven to her teachers. I guess that stemmed from her also “graduating” when I graduated high school. After all, she was in my womb. [Paraphrased version. The original quote can be found by the individual who got pregnant twice while in college. It's probably safe to assume that she must have smart kids as well.]

I juggle parenthood, school, and work with little complaint. I’ve accepted that I basically have to do this alone there is not a day that I blame my children for my busy life and sometimes stressful life. Furthermore, I make sure to spend quality time with them and I LOVE IT!

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I was a 17-year-old, pregnant high school graduate. I am a 23-year-old African American mother of two beautiful, gifted children who WILL graduate college to better our lives, no matter how long it takes.

In essence, we are all statistics in some shape or form. You can belong to the negative aggregation, or the positive. It’s your choice. So to all you individuals who quote lyrics that you only have “kids with one baby daddy” (what is a baby daddy exactly?), be careful because that relationship can end and you’ll then have three kids and two different fathers . What’s even worse, you could be doing it alone–all over again.

Regardless of who it is said to, the ignorant commentary is quite annoying. Be cautious in regards to what you say about others. Be careful of the direction the casting of your stones take as they may make their way back to you! Maps and compasses can be purchased via Amazon.com.

No subliminals. No shade.

Facebook should strongly consider reverting back to it’s original format where only college students were allowed to join. While there are grown ass men and women that also type and speak liiyke DiSz cUz dey Tink it so fawkiin qKool nnd& Unniiqquuee, I honestly believe a little of this tom foolery will cease and they’ll take this shit BACK to myspace along with the tooted up booty shots, the profile pictures with guns, drugs, and money, and last but not least, the profile pictures with 30 different chicks and negroes throwing up gang signs like they have RA or some other form of arthritis.

*Inspiration for this blog – Black Girls Are Easy.

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Instead of ranting and raving, I’ll just say this: If the father/mother of your child is providing for and supporting you and your child, you have no reason to complain. If you can spend money like their’s no tomorrow on the things that you like and want, shut your trap. If you don’t have to work overtime too often, your lips should be sealed. If you’re sleeping when YOU want to sleep, stare blank at this screen. If you don’t have to pay rent on your own, pay for child care, or provide for your child/children primarily on your own, when it comes to you, I want to be able to hear a pin drop. You have NO right open your mouth to allow ANYTHING negative to part from your lips about how your life sucks because you couldn’t get a new BEBE top or because Jessica Simpson’s new pumps were out of stock. You don’t know what it’s like. You don’t know what its like to have a plan dismembered and blown to smitherines. You don’t know what it’s like to come so close to what you want and what you need, but something comes up to where you can’t get it. You’ll never understand how it feels to feel as if someone is holding your dreams by a string while it dangles in your face like you’re some kind of fucking cat. So, shut the FUCK up and get the black pair of Jessica Simpson pumps and settle for a BEBE top that is one size too big.

If you have ANY type of help, be thankful. It can always be worse: You could be doing it all on your own! You could just have to accept the fact that when a no good father says he doesn’t have it, he’s not worried about getting it because ultimately, it’s not his problem if the child doesn’t live with him. It’s not his problem if the child needs something and just because he’s too lazy to work any kind of overtime or chooses a job that only pays so much so child support is money you can only wipe your ass with, you just have to charge that to the game. And because it’s not his problem, please believe..he means it! #FML

You ever feel like crying and screaming to the top of your lungs due to frustration? You ever feel like screaming because ANYWHERE is better than here? That’s how I feel right now. So, I’ll cry and I’ll scream and then I’ll take my ass to work.

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This is why I am anti-Nicki Minaj.

#sad

I wonder if this chick listened to/watched this video before broadcasting her ignorance and stupidity to the nation!

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