My name is Dame and I'm a thinker. My thoughts can be found in my music or the things I write. I would tell you to follow me, but I don't know where I'm going. 21 yrs old. New Orleans Made. Success Driven. Links to my poetry are below.
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Let’s get this money Floyd!!!

Let’s get this money Floyd!!!

So this just happened…7 minute mile…man oh man

So this just happened…7 minute mile…man oh man

Boy if my wife let me do something like this, i will NEVER be able to repay her.

Boy if my wife let me do something like this, i will NEVER be able to repay her.

That water was cold man. #ALSIceBucketChallenge

#ALS ice water/bucket challenge with @mloso504…that ish was cold as hell

#ALS ice water/bucket challenge with @mloso504…that ish was cold as hell

I hate traffic. Thanks moms.

I hate traffic. Thanks moms.

Thanks for the birthday wishes.

I had a talk with God,
I told him it’s been awful hard. 
People quitting on me,
I’m finding it ridiculous homie. 
What’s wild is I ain’t growing callous because of it. 
I’d rather reach and seek a position where I’m coveted. 
The love then went, and no I’m asking it back. 
Year older, don’t feel colder, guess my passion won’t crack. 
Was misguided and off the rails, now life’s back on its tracks. 
The freshest breath ever compared to an asthma attack. 
So what’s good y’all? Me chilling, trying exist comfortably. 
Just made 22, plotting on ways to have a million by the time I’m 23. 
Learning to accept the change in things that don’t really make sense to me. 
By figuring out that every one won’t  always behave sensibly. 
They say it’s all about growth and expanding your mind. 
Some folks walk year after year, others ran with the time. 
And I’m standing here watching it all, just repairing my mind. 
But you don’t get a spot by watching others standing in line. 
No more sitting there dreaming of, let’s make these things biblical. 
Impact is my pact, how bout we make them remember you. 
Gotta watch those pitfalls and always dodge miserable. 
No more shadow living, let’s make it all visible. 
Go so far from what you are the old you starts missing you. 
Lose yourself to find what’s missing, guess that’s a catch 22. 
Catch 22. 
-Dame

I had a talk with God,
I told him it’s been awful hard.
People quitting on me,
I’m finding it ridiculous homie.
What’s wild is I ain’t growing callous because of it.
I’d rather reach and seek a position where I’m coveted.
The love then went, and no I’m asking it back.
Year older, don’t feel colder, guess my passion won’t crack.
Was misguided and off the rails, now life’s back on its tracks.
The freshest breath ever compared to an asthma attack.
So what’s good y’all? Me chilling, trying exist comfortably.
Just made 22, plotting on ways to have a million by the time I’m 23.
Learning to accept the change in things that don’t really make sense to me.
By figuring out that every one won’t always behave sensibly.
They say it’s all about growth and expanding your mind.
Some folks walk year after year, others ran with the time.
And I’m standing here watching it all, just repairing my mind.
But you don’t get a spot by watching others standing in line.
No more sitting there dreaming of, let’s make these things biblical.
Impact is my pact, how bout we make them remember you.
Gotta watch those pitfalls and always dodge miserable.
No more shadow living, let’s make it all visible.
Go so far from what you are the old you starts missing you.
Lose yourself to find what’s missing, guess that’s a catch 22.

Catch 22.
-Dame

Let’s see what Caesar and his crew talkin bout  #dawnoftheplanetoftheapes aka long ass hashtag.

Let’s see what Caesar and his crew talkin bout #dawnoftheplanetoftheapes aka long ass hashtag.

Made it to see another year on this Earth. Appreciate all those who still here and those who left. All love. #HappyBirthday2Me

Made it to see another year on this Earth. Appreciate all those who still here and those who left. All love. #HappyBirthday2Me

sandlesshourglass:

Note to self
by GerShondalyn Holland 

the flower that grew with the weeds… who somehow was able to get all that it needs…& still remain itself. I see you. I feel you. it’s surreal… you… became something from nothing. how could growing amongst the unfamiliar make you so damn stunning? you stand out from all the rest but you don’t belong. so time & time again you get to feeling like you are all wrong. you don’t relate. no similar traits. you are alone. but you would rather just go along. & I must ask you, why? these weeds cant even begin to understand the concept of your beauty. maybe it’s not even your duty… to … teach them or explain. but growing amongst the weeds, you can’t be ashamed. the attention that you long for, you can get it from me. no one else might notice you but “myself said unto me: “Look to thyself, take care of thyself, for nobody cares for thee.” …it’s quite amazing how much growth can come from such unpleasantries.

sandlesshourglass:

Note to self
by GerShondalyn Holland

the flower that grew with the weeds… who somehow was able to get all that it needs…& still remain itself. I see you. I feel you. it’s surreal… you… became something from nothing. how could growing amongst the unfamiliar make you so damn stunning? you stand out from all the rest but you don’t belong. so time & time again you get to feeling like you are all wrong. you don’t relate. no similar traits. you are alone. but you would rather just go along. & I must ask you, why? these weeds cant even begin to understand the concept of your beauty. maybe it’s not even your duty… to … teach them or explain. but growing amongst the weeds, you can’t be ashamed. the attention that you long for, you can get it from me. no one else might notice you but “myself said unto me: “Look to thyself, take care of thyself, for nobody cares for thee.” …it’s quite amazing how much growth can come from such unpleasantries.