Boxie Breakdown 2- Spoiler Alert (And Away We Go Pt.2)

31 May

Now where did I leave off?  Ah yes I had cut you, sorry about that, but I have to leave you wanting more right? I mean why do you think they cut you off right when you’re starting to look drunk at bars, because they know if they let you go completely insane with the drinking you won’t want to come back! I’m not sure that analogy worked but in any event…that’s right I was getting into my ideas for this here blog and where I want to go with it, ok Go!

My idea here is to go outside the box a little bit and ::gasp:: tell the truth, I can’t promise you every story will have a happy ending or even be all that dramatic but if you’re anything like me, enough people have lied to you and frankly that isn’t why I’m here.  I’m going to straight shoot, if I look bad in the story there’s a reason I’m telling it and I’ll explain what I learned from the experience.  Whether it be running myself too thin or knowingly dating an asian lesbian, this will all be the truth.  The only thing I will do is change the names of everyone involved to protect their identities.  I don’t want to make anyone look bad and it’s petty to simply bad mouth people, besides not everyone has a cool given name like Boxie Nigma ;)

A lot of my stories will explain who I am and a lot will probably be about my “love” life and the trials and tribulations that come along with it.  Make no mistake, however, no matter how bitter, nasty or silly these stories are I have no regrets and (for some part) have no ill feelings towards anyone as I’m a big believer that everything happens for a reason.  And don’t worry not every story will be about my love life I’ll throw in the occasion sports opinions, jibber jabbar or heck even a random adventure tale!  Do also realize if I dog a buddy of mine, I will certainly not dog anyone as much as I will dog myself … so believe me there are times my friends, fam and acquaintances all drive me nuts and I wanna scream, tweet hateful things about them or take Clarence’s phone and throw it against the wall and scream in his face that I’m telling a fucking story but at the end of the day I only feel all these ways out of love and respect (for some part, i kid, i kid).  Do realize that if someone is an important part of the story and if they’re still around there’s a reason for it!  Oh and one more thing: no matter how depressing a story may be please do understand I love life and I’m probably one of the happiest people you’ll ever know so let’s buck up kiddos we’re in for a bumpy ride!

If you got anything to say good or bad, it’s nothing I haven’t heard so leave the responses, especially constructive feedback (Thanks, Barns)…anywho enough with the boring introduction crap, this is all a work in progress but then again that’s just how I like it!

That’s all for now and of course, you Be Well!

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