Mosquitos

For some, dreams (or nightmares) are just one’s mind escaping reality and going off into another world. To others, it’s the universes way of warning or alerting you of things that are ahead or need to be addressed. In both cases, I agree. Sometimes you have to take the necessary elements out of the dream (or nightmare) and apply it to life.

Lately, I’ve been having all kinds of weird dreams and I had basically written them off due to the fact that some night these crazy dreams would come after I’d been out drinking. I’m sure alcohol alters your dreaming mind as well. But last night was different. I’d been completely sober. Not a sip. For me, a lot of my dreams are reoccurring. Same concept, same people, same situations. Just a lot of the same things happening. Maybe this is because there is a lot of repetitive things going on in life. Not to say that I’m at a stand still or stagnant but, things are just the same.

Last night, I slept on my friends couch because I managed to lock my keys in my apt the day before. So instead of enjoying the calming Downtown Miami breeze from the 24th floor balcony, I woke up from my dream slapping and swatting myself. Had a crazy dream about a swarm of mosquitos attacking me in the back of a taxi. I wasn’t in there alone but they were only bothering me. I made sure I went over the details of my dream before I forgot it. I Googled it and of course there were interpretations for my dream.

Dream Forth says…

To dream of mosquitoes implies that you are being used and manipulated by others. They are exhausting you emotionally and mentally. It also means that you will use all of your efforts to defend yourself against their assaults.
To dream that you are killing mosquitoes indicates that you will be able to prevail over hardships to gain wealth and joy.

You know how sometimes you are fully aware of your current situation but you neglect to address or rectify it? That’s how I felt reading that. It basically told me EVERYTHING I already knew but served as a reinforcement. Sometimes you just need someone or something else to remind you of what you already know.

I’ve let go and gained a lot in the last 12 months and it often seems like the more you do for people, the more you take from yourself. A lot of us get so caught up in helping others that we fail to keep our own happiness and wellbeing first. When you are such a giving and kind-hearted person, Its hard to just stop helping people. Help may not always be monetary even though most of the time when people ask for things, It is in the form of money or material things. Some people need you to take them places. Go with them places. Listen to them all day. Always be available when they need you. The list goes on. But when you need something, its not feasible. Unfair.

Sadly, some people will let you bury yourself alive and do nothing to help. For them, they got what they needed and there will be someone else to help them when (& I mean WHEN because I know they will) they need it. For you, You are up Shit’s Creek without a paddle or raft. You sink. All for a good deed. For you, you may resent people and refuse to help another due to one (or more) person taking advantage and not giving a fuck enough to lend a helping hand.

So to make this simple:

Learn to say no. Learn to be selfish. Learn to put yourself first. And finally, if a mosquito should come close enough to you that it becomes bothersome, distance yourself or kill it.

Photo Shoot Fresh

So today, I was back in personal assistant mode. The BFF had a last minute (at home) shoot with 8&9 clothing. 8&9 is a Miami based line worn by many big names. To my surprise, I jumped in and decided to style it while she was getting her hair and makeup right. I must say, I did pretty well for my 1st time. It wasn't anything major but definitely a start and everyone was happy with the outfits I selected. The photog as well as his assistant were very professional and a pleasure to work with. Kudos to Smitty and Supreme. 

Raw BTS footage. 

(Some outfits were adjusted & added as the shoot progressed.)

You Love...

You love. 

Don't say it, mean it. 

You love. 

The one who says it 1st doesn't always mean they feel it the strongest. 

You love. 

Be consistent. Be real. Keep it 100. 

You love. 

We have to be in the same book to even attempt to be on the same page. 

You love. 

The idea of having someone to yourself but not the idea of being committed. 

You love. 

Yet you don't compromise. You don't try. You don't care. 

You love. 

But you don't show it. You won't let it be known. 

You love. 

But what are you afraid of? 

You love. 

Yourself. & That's not enough for US. 

Transactions

What happened to falling in love with a nigga because he made u laugh & shit? – @BluerayDre

It seems like everything these days are made to be transactions. Nobody can just do things because they like it or it makes them happy. There’s always an underlying monetary or materialistic benefit. Its almost forbidden amongst the “Cool Crowd” to actually develop feelings for a person based solely off of personality and how you feel with them. I’m not sure if its just because I live in Miami, probably one of the most superficial, fake places I've ever been to.
What people fail to realize is that when those club lights go out & they kick their designer shoes off, they still go back to being miserable. Hoping and wishing for the happiness that is outside of their circle. Most of the people looking for a come up are desperate for it. Mainly because a lot of these model-esque, socialite girls are in situations they have no choice but to be in them. When I say no choice, I mean that they wouldn’t be able to afford their lifestyle unless they have 3/4 roommates, deal with athletes, etc. Majority cant get an apartment in a desirable area that has easy access to all of the glamorous things they desire alone. Nobody knows when its necessary to live within their own personally means. Nobody wants to work for it. Nobody wants to build a foundation. Nobody wants to pick up the pieces when their partner comes across a hard time. There’s almost no equality. People want to be saved and not contribute even the bare minimum.
I’ve met a lot of these girls personally and its amazing how a few hours can expose so many hidden truths. People you thought had it like that, really don’t. How can you depend solely on a man’s (or woman's) income to support you? I’m just not built like that. I want to do my own thing too much to wait on an allowance or put up with so much extra bullshit.
I’m still a firm believer in real love. Genuine love. Happiness. Finding someone who makes you a better person. A person who complements your personality etc. My great grands stayed together 67 years and only through death did they part. I know things were different back then but I know its still possible. Keep selling yourself short and you will always be at a disadvantage. You'll always get the shitty end of the stick.
Learn to be happy without material things. Learn to be able to be alone. Then whatever it is that you’re looking for will be able to properly present itself and you’ll be able to realize it and enjoy life.

Know No Better

What I don't understand is the people who deal with people KNOWING the way they behave & move then get upset after a while. If you show & tell me what it is before we get into it, I can't be upset with the things I chose to deal with. I can understand however, if you acted a certain way then did the switch up on me when we were deep in. This definitely wasn't the case. I think people (mainly females) want to be loved & taken care of so badly that they lose their self respect for a few gifts & outings. They get more bullshit & runaround than anything. 

Females get so caught up with what a dude has and the image he portrays versus what he will actually do for/with her. You can't build an empire with a ain't shit dude & a female with no backbone. I know plenty of cheap ass, flashy dudes. Dude will take pics with 100 bad bitches, be out on every VIP couch, at every event & in every designer but won't break bread. When you met him, did anything about him say "let's settle down & have a family" or "I'll leave all these girls for you"? But YOU chose to stick around & ride shotgun long enough to make yourself feel like you were above all others. Never mind that you're at home alone every night, constantly dealing with and competing with bitches. Why even subject yourself to it if all you're going to do is complain publicly and then act like it's all good? 

The icing on the cake is these girls do stupid shit like get pregnant or get things in their name and think it's going to make everything go away and magically get better. I'm sure these dudes will provide for their kids but it's probably going to take a whole lot more to make a real family out of it. I just couldn't take a person seriously who openly disrespects me & makes no effort to hide his bullshit. 

Never make your girl look stupid in front of other bitches. Ever. 

Maybe if you spent more time communicating instead of venting to social media, y'all might make some progress. Stop doing it for the likes. You make yourself look stupid. The world doesn't need to know every up & down that goes on in your "relationship".  

But who am I to "judge" or point stuff out?

Fake Happy

It's so crazy how many people get caught up in this "fake happy" stuff. By no means am I saying that you have to wear all of your problems & stress like accessories but my goodness. 

People are fake happy with so many decisions they've made. Whether it be pride, fear, desperation or whathaveyou... They do it & regret it on the inside. 

Example: I was on twitter today & someone said they liked a pic of a friend & their significant other. Then soon after the person called complaining about the situation at hand. Well, why the hell did you post it? If you're upset, be that, get it out your system & move on. Why put on? For who? 

Fake happy for the public. Miserable in private. 

People buy their way to happiness. I'd rather cry in a penthouse vs the project myself but still. At what point do you realize all of those material things can only make you smile for so long. I don't know about you but I like to share my happiness with others. Why the hell would I want to jetski alone all the time? Eat alone? Only shop for myself? Then again, everyone doesn't really care to make sure those around them are in good spirits too. 

People stay at a bullshit job because they've become used to the workload, scheduling etc but hate it. Yet & still, they come in with a fake smile & stay put. Why not look for something more fulfilling? Something at least you're semi interested in.

People turn the cold shoulder to those who are genuinely there for them but their pride won't let them resolve it & be happy. Instead they play fake happy while wishing they were still around. 

People stay in relationships just to make it look good. Make it look like they've accomplished something more. Don't weigh me down. I don't want to weigh you down.

People restart old fires just because it's already a place in the grass for it to sit. Not everyone is meant to make it back across that bridge. Not everyone deserves a paddle. 

People want what others seem to have not knowing the real. Not everyone with money is happy. Look at the suicide & legal trouble rates of people with money. So many people in relationships they wish they could escape. Live your life the best YOU can. Can't base your decisions on the moves, opinions & pockets of others. When the lights go out & you're in that room alone, just you & your thought... It will eat you alive. 

Life is filled with luck, blessings, misfortunes, heartache etc. Take it in your stride & make sure there is a lesson learned. 

Find your happy place.

Don't let Fake Happy destroy the real potential that you have to be happy. If that means learning how to be alone, work it out. It'll be worth it. 

They Don't Know

Don't even remember how we ended up here. One minute drinks are flowing & the next, we're on the balcony overlooking the city - naked. What the fck is happening here? It's wrong, right? Wrong. It's not like we just met. We know each other. We speak in public. And even if it was, it's too late. It's done. I see a light. I peek back & grin. The breeze feels good. This view from the penthouse is good. Everything is good. No telling who's looking but if they are, let's give them a show. Ain't no walk of shame coming soon. I stay the night. We lay there & sleep. I finally wake up like "oh shit, I have to leave". I'm sure this won't be the last time. Rico Love couldn't have dropped "They Don't Know" at a better time. We see each other out and we just say "what's up" & keep it moving. If they ever found out... I probably still wouldn't care but for now, let it play as is.