Petty Betty Panties are comfy as fuck ;-)

Its been a hot minute since I have blogged, don’t worry I’m still here living, learning and loving the skin that I’m in… as I attempt to pursue (what some call) love in its many forms. But every so often, people around you kind of impact the way you feel. Your energy is your own but your peripheral most def contributes to everything… from how you finish a sentence to how you finish your day. It’s all relative really, based on the type of people, places and things you let consume your attention and vulnerability.

I for one …being the grown bitch that I am own my flaws more so now than ever. It’s strange to get so comfy in your awareness. Like, I know I’m a stubborn ‘oooman (that’s pronounced woman without the w…like a Jamaican). I never used to own this because I didn’t think it mattered that much… but sigh that’s a lie. My stubbornness impacts the way I communicate with those I invite into my heart lol. God bless all of you fabulous bastids in my life! Friends, family, lovers… ya’ll get it the worst. A coworker? A friendly acquaintance? A stranger? You guys will never be privileged to see that side… that requires outward vulnerability. *side-eye lol But don’t get it twisted, I’m one of the most socially comfortable women you will ever meet. I feel no ways about making people that keep and catch my attention feel more than comfy but beyond the surface my trust issues are deep. Having been betrayed by friends, broken bonds within blood-ties (however temporary) and yes having your heart broken all may just contribute to who and how you trust. So this brings me to the pettiness. When people come into your life perceive you as someone who is “all the way nice”…. and don’t see the glimpses of your potentially petty betty ready fuckery… things can get confusing quick lol. As someone who talks a bunch… (in fact too fucking much sometimes)… it may seem that I go from hot and cold without much notice. But had you been in my head? My behavior wouldn’t seem so petty lol. Sigh… as of late… my petty betty pants have been on and poppin most days. I dodge peoples calls, entertain individuals that I have no interest in really knowing beyond a certain point, I send dismissive whatsapp messages without a trace of merit and yes this seems more passive aggressive but no… its just mad petty when its over something that’s really nothing.

But before I say way too much without divulging much at all… I promise I have a soul LOL. Of course I want to do better, communicate better and mean what I say… but shit these petty betty panties are comfy as fuck with a tall glass of wine. So thankfully this is the year of the petty with Blac Chyna aka Angela Kardashian LMFAO as head of the petty bitch committee. So bottles up to all my fellow lovelies owning and embracing their inner petty! Its our moment.

 

Xoxo Ally