Real Talks Of The Moment

A few days ago, I got a text from my friend saying she and her friend who I know as well were having a conversation. Basically, her friend was saying how I always advertise my blog and write something cocky to go along with it (you'll only get it if you have me on facebook). But yeah...no, I'm not a cocky dude, I don't try to be. I try to be witty and smart, there's a difference. I right things like..."We made it (insert blog link)" or..."Straight from the gutters (insert blog link)". But apparently, I guess I come off as cocky, and sometimes, maybe I do...you know why...cuz I've worked so damn hard, been through so damn much and lasted too damn long to coast by and sit idly by and chill. Sometimes, even the humblest of dudes gotta just be like, damn...that was me...you know what I'm saying. Michael Jordan, Muhammad Ali, 2Pac....they all had that swagger. I'm not tryna be a boastful dude and rub things in people's faces, no, no no...but what I'm doing...is just, I dunno. Like this blog has been through and lasted so long...I deserve to be able to look back and boast a bit about how far I've come you know. And for someone who hardly knows me or this blog to judge me based on statuses I write about this blog....not cool. This is me...simple, if you don't like it...don't come back, no hard feelings. Whatever, sometimes...I deserve to be a cocky, son of a gun.