fuck you cokehead

Phoenix. When one thinks of Phoenix, you may not think of the nightlife, the beaches, the culture, or the heart of downtown. But the Valley of the Sun does have some hidden gems, if you will...

The downtown area is up and coming, embodying more and more culture. With first Fridays to art galleries to exhibits to local taverns to little eateries.

Speaking of local taverns...

The girls and I had a chill Friday. We agreed to meet at @IndieArtHouse on Grand Ave downtown. We arrived about 7. @NaturalBee8228 was running late, the norm... @PYT1920 and I rode together. After parking, we ventured around the corner walking past a former pizza shop and a cute little craft shop. Of course Miss PYT noticed the occasional runners casually fitting in their evening workout into their busy schedules. "If the area is good enough for them, its good enough for me. I'd love to live down here," she says with her contagious smile. We walked towards the art house and noticed a local tavern... BIKINI LOUNGE... Obviously had been there for a while...had rave reviews on New Times, not to mention that the N and I on their storefront was noticeably missing. PYT points and notices this...


<<< that became the topic it conversation later...

Upon leaving the art house we ventured into Bikini Lounge. It reminded PYT of her local college bar and several good times back in Philly. NaturalBee was enjoying the vibe, said it felt like Cheers. Where everybody knows your name... Speaking of names, PYT acted though she knew everyone, but not really. She felt like home again and swore she'd be back, maybe even to celebrate her birthday.

The waitress approached and we asked about the drink specials. "None," she said, "Our prices stay the same." PYT orders a beer on tap and NaturalBee orders a water, no lemon or cucumber cause she don't trust it. I declined ordering anything. The waitress came back with our drinks and we found paid. $2.50 for a beer...shiiiiiii we could be chocolate wasted on a budget!!

Upon leaving, PYT said bye to all her friends and we made a pitstop outside. "Who painted 'fuck you cokehead'?" NaturalBee asked as she pulls out her Android attempting to take a picture. We chatted for a few more minutes til a bum crossed the street pushing his cart. He stopped about 20 feet away and said, "excuse me ladies," and steps closer. "You can't just be rolling up on us like that," says PYT. The bum excused himself and takes a deep breath. "Do you have a cigarette?" PYT exclaims, "you need one, too?!? If you find someone that got one, ask em for two!" The bum took that as his signal and continued down the street. NaturalBee and I chuckled. "Its been a long week," PYT explained.

I couldn't agree more. To all those who made my life miserable I have three words for you...

FUCK YOU COKEHEAD.

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C.

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Fierce, Fresh & Almost Famous, Vol 1: Queen LaTiffany

Fierce, Fresh & Almost Famous

This is a special feature that will including special interviews from people that have inspired my life and could very well inspire yours. Check out volume one featuring Queen LaTiffany, a writer, runner, and great friend.

Peace,
C | @deu2eforeva

what the hell is "keeping it real"?

For those who know me personally I am uncensored, insensitive, indirectly compassionate, attitude-having, heart-on-my-sleeve wearing, passionate, big-hearted person. I curse like a sailor but that is no indication that my brain can't come up with the words so it just inserts an expletive. I guess if I'm going to have a blog titled "Unleash" then I better be unleashing something, right? My writing is a little different. It takes an indirect approach instead of encompassing that explosive personality that people either learn to love, or love to hate. Either way I'mma keep it real...

But what the hell is keeping it real?

new baby boomers

I don't want this entry to seem like a judgment on those who this situation reflects a piece of their lives....but that's what I'm afraid of...the situation. I believe that life is a precious thing... Think about all the struggles and challenges that made you who you are today. Think about all the things you made it through that built your character, your core. Granted many people wouldn't change their experiences for the world, but would you willingly put another life through your own experiences? Or would you made sure they had better? ..or are you that selfish? These questions I encounter on a daily as I begin to be suffocated by those who made conscious choices...nothing is an accident.

don't go to bed mad

I realize and I have accepted that by nature, I am a writer. I express myself through words the way that most wish they could express themselves in any matter at all...I am a communicator. This blog will be my outlet...my breath of fresh air...my sigh of relief, my reason not to go to bed mad. As a preface to anything that I may write here...there is a reason why I have titled the blog

"Unleash"

It will be a poetic uncensored, unabridged version of my sporadic thoughts, my emotions, my reality, my take on life....

I hope you enjoy.

until,
C | @deu2eforeva