The Chaotic Mind of Jalen????

  I now go back to bot me but my dating life and rehash bad dating experiences.   Why am I doing this?   Well for the entertainment of the world or just for those in my life to have cool stories about my life and dating experiences.   To go along with my exploits in the world of dating I will be reaching back to for stories about my grandparents and the lessons I was taught as it pertains to the fairer sex.  My grandma did try to raise me to be a gentleman, to be different.  I have been taught to be better than I have been taught by so many however sometimes I am just a coonass.  My ex’s mom used to say about me that you can take the dog off the street however you can’t take the street out of the dog.  I have been in high society with the kings and queens to the poorest of poor the working man I have found a way to be in those different circles however every now and then the coonass comes out of me because I am Louisiana.  My grandma used t...

  Okay so this is the last day of September time to tell Green Day to wake up.   This is my birthday month in October, this means I will get older and feel death approaching ever so rapidly.   I know this is very dark however with all that has happened in my life I realize I want to do more.   I am stuck on this damn medication that is helping however this is affecting my sex drive and personality.   I am also being an adult not exposing the raunchy Ari Gold and Doctor House mix that my exes loved and hated at the same time.   I miss that guy he was himself and didn’t care what the world thought however in this cesspool of a world of sensitive Politically correct losers I cannot be my alpha self.   I must tone down or be cast away like a leper.   Cast away like the ring in the volcano however in the grand scheme it is sitting on the edge not destroyed in hopes to be found once again to reclaim the crown once befitting for a king.   The questi...

 Maybe I am an asshole, that is the only way to start this farce.  Yes, I am blogging however no this is not the same Prince Charming bullshit.  This is just my thoughts raw in nature and yes too much of this would be like raw cocaine, you could overdose on this dope.  I guess you can call it the narcists side of me.  No, I am not a narcist but deep inside of me is the asshole that runs deep.   The side of me that is a monster that stays deep in the abyss of my so-called soul.  This is just a side that is defunct of feelings and what most would call fucks or damns for those that do not curse unless it is hidden within the four walls of their house.  Since most people hide the deplorable parts of themselves within the cave that they dwell in.  I know because I am now typing in the hole that you can call my lair or in my childhood the honeycomb hideout.  I have been known as a child or just simple to most of my friend’s wives.  I...