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OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER

"You would be cute if you wasn't chubby"
"You don't have a wow factor" 
"That was a great performance, you just don't have the look we need"
"Maybe you should consider another career path besides acting"
"You gone be single for hellas"

If I listened to all of the things that people said about me, I would have stopped trying a long time ago. Look, as you all know I don't really have a filter. So I'm gonna keep it straight up and down with ya'll. I'm in my 27th year, my waist might be a little thicker, bank account a little thinner but, I've never felt more beautiful, blissful, and ready.....



........to bust a cap in somebody's a**


Oh, ya'll thought this was gonna be a sweet little blog post about me turning 27? Come on son, ya'll should know me by now. After a few years and a few experiences on this earth, it's hard not to become old and bitter. The world has it's way of wearing you out and sometimes, you have to just put people in a quick little choke hold so that they understand you are not the one to be played with. Don't kill them though, you know your family don't have bail money and don't accept collect calls.

I'm gonna be honest with you, I used to be able to hold a grudge longer than Mariah Carey could hold a note. I was petty like that. I could change my entire attitude from an angel to a devil when certain people came around. But then, I realized that I was giving my enemies all of the power. Once I understood that me being myself and happy had more effect on them than me going out of my way to be rude, I held all of the power.

Listen, everybody wasn't raised like you. It's some folks out here that wasn't snatched up enough in their childhood, so now, in adulthood they don't know how to act or how to treat people. Now, you can either see that as an opportunity to throat punch them or you can be the bigger person and set the example. Your choice. I'm not here to judge. 

Listen, all I'm saying is, light always outshines the darkness. If we never experienced the bad, we wouldn't understand just how good we have it. 

And as for the folks that try their hardest to break you down, don't worry, there's a special place in hel......... I mean there is a special prayer with their name on it. 

Moral of the story is, let that ish go fam. If you not gone at least box with them, cuss them out, or take all the batteries out of their remotes, move on. And even after you do that, still, move on. Trust me, it kills them more to see you happy than crazy. 

Peace. 

-BRIT




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