Keeping House

First of all, I'm chuckling and you know that’s when you know you are halfway healthy; anytime you can laugh at your own shit but we weren't when it happened. This was an isolated case we were like the ride or die generation (not a lot of conflict ridden or horror stories to tell about dating; I wasn’t about that life, although 1 story can account for 5 or 6 really) but sometimes 1 time is too much cause that's all it takes for your parents to get a phone call that you didn't make it and whose going to deliver that message now? By the time the story reaches your parents, the neighborhood or whoever; they are probably only getting about 50% of what really happen but 100% of you are not coming back to life but uhm...    
I have to respect the brotherhood; the leather gay men because they were like...this one here is tripping on that one there...and that one is determined to make the other one visible, accountable for what she is and what she pulled. Now, don't play with me cause everybody ain't playing believe it or not. Diplomatic was not retaliatory in that sense of violence because she was lucky; some people are but yea they were on stand by like ya'll work it out, although there wasn't really a ya’ll. The burden of proof was on me if they had pulled me up dead yet here they were cleaning up after the lesbians: well 1 in particular-solo act truly; and the moral of this one is welp...somebody is always cleaning up after someone else's shift. Ain't that something?