Friday, July 28, 2006

tears

Yesterday, when I got off work I came home and made a few calls. My boy Tony just had a son. His name is Joshua that is pretty fresh name I still think he should have been a TonyJ4 but oh well. I had a stressful day so I tried to just relax on the couch. I made a few calls and thought about my job and how I feel I could be doing better. I was watching TV when I got a text message. CN my son’s mother sent me a text that said they were in an accident. I didn’t get past that part of the text, I was afraid to read past there. Crazy thing I was just thinking that I loved the Jetta commercials where the car gets into real accidents and no more than 5 mins before I got the text I saw one of those commercials. My favorite one is with the two dudes talking about how one of them always says ‘like’ every time he is explaining something. Sorry I get off topic from time to time.
I read the text and I called her back immediately, she was upset she says that a policeman ran into the back of her while she was stopped in traffic. She talked about how bad the back of her car was damaged and she could not close the back door. She also said how she was glad that Breezy Jr. (BJ) was not hurt. He said that his head was hurting and that he was scared. I talked to her for a while she said that BJ was okay but she was worried about him because he is so small. While I was talking to her he came into the room and took the phone from his mother while her father was talking to her. I asked him if he was okay and he said no. If you don’t have a child then you cant imagine what that sounds like to hear the most important person in your life the very reason you try to be about something tells you no he is not alright. He said that his head was hurting and he was scared. Then he said da da I love you and I want you to come home because I miss you. We talked a little bit more but at this point I am so choked up that I can hardly get words out of my mouth. Tears are falling down my face and my chest was burning so bad. His mother took the phone 1 second before I lost it totally. I talked to his mother again and she said that she is going to make him some food and if his head keeps hurting she is going to take him to the Dr.
I asked CN why she didn’t go from the accident she told me that when the ambulance arrived at the scene before the police did. She was afraid to leave because she was in an accident with a cop. She didn’t want to be at the mercy of what he was going to tell his coworkers. So the ambulance left while she was talking to the police giving an accident report. She talked about how thankful she was that she was not hit in the side because he rides next to the door. Our son would have been really hurt or worse. I told her that I can’t tell her what to do but I think that she needs to go to the Dr. She has had problems with her back in the past and if something develops down the line you should go now so that if there is anything new they can document it. She said she was going to think about it because she just got a promotion and she doesn’t want to look like she will be taking all these days off. You see if you go to the emergency room even before 10pm you are there easily pat 1oclock. I told her I understood as I said it my voice cracked because my son’s mom is afraid to take off a day of work because she was in a car wreck…..That to me is some bullshit that you have to black to even fucking understand.
When the phone conversation ended I dropped to the floor and cried. I cried for so long that I lost the ability to breath. I prayed to God to please watch and take care of my child and his mother. I thanked Jesus for his grace and not letting anything terrible happen to them but all I could do was cry. I remember that I said to God that I am nothing and I have nothing to offer you. But please don’t hurt my son. After I was able to collect myself I called my girl. I told her what happened and she (budding lawyer) told me that I should tell CN to go to the Dr’s office now. Just because of her back and the pain in BJ’s head. I called CN and told her to drive to the Dr’s office s she said she was afraid to do so because her car was dripping some sort of fluid and she didn’t know what it was. I got off the phone and called DP. I never really talk about DP on here because he is well….… the best dude I know. He is married and has three kids, he is saved and a man of God but he looks like Allen Iverson’s younger brother-no tats but you get the picture. I explained to him what happened and he heard everything that was going on with me and told me don’t worry about it he was on his way over there. He asked for CN’s number and he said he will keep me updated on everything that was going on. After a few mins I got off the phone with DP I had to collect my self again. I remember begging God to not let all the stuff I am trying to accomplish, to not let it be in vain because I am not mentally or emotionally strong enough to take it. I am doing all this for BJ so he can have a better life.
I called her back and she said that DP was on his way out there and she was going to let me know what is going on. That was about 10:30a.m. and she sent me another text at 1:55 saying that they were ok as far as the emergency room workers can see. She is going to monitor BJ for the next few days and drop her car off at the auto shop to get repairs started. I wish I new what I was suppose to do. It took me almost three years to come here and get on my feet. I have lost everything 3 times over and I don’t think I can go back and actually start over again. I am here for the opportunity to give my son a better life. There is no manual for this shit man, you make it up as you go and you hope that you are doing the best thing for your family and your God but you never really know. But right now for the 100th time I sit and ask myself am I doing the right thing? But all I can hear is my son saying daddy come home I miss you. Fuck, can someone help me? God please someone help me…………………

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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Interview with Mrs Breezy

I get more people asking about this muthafucka than anyone else…. my girlfriend Lefty….Well I am going to let her talk about me and you have to remember that this is a girl that loves me so her views are totally fucked up (just kidding) What she sees is a different part of me just like the rest of the word…I know women who are in love with serial rapist but anyway here is the Mrs Breezy interview I hope you hate it. And because my girl does not like dirty words and she doesn’t use them I am going to say FUCK so that you know that you are still reading Breezy Bitches…

Hello Ms. Breezy, before I get started you are looking very beautiful today. Now let’s just jump right in here, how did you and YoungBreezy meet?
I remember this pretty well. I was doing Christmas shopping and had on boots with wobbly heels and too many bags. According to “YoungBreezy”(-I hate calling him that-)I was looking fine also. We were both upstairs walking towards each other and I was in LaLa Land as usual, then I saw him. He was like superimposed on a blurry background. (I am being completely serious.) Those who know me know that when I am in the mall, I see nobody. All I see is stores, but I saw him, too. We passed each other and said nothing, but we both noticed each other. Then, due to my unyielding attractiveness and noticeable elegance, he turned around and walked to the escalator where I was going downstairs and psst-me. He made that sound like I was not a human being and normally I ignore mess like that, but I looked up and it was the golden child. Man, he was sexy and I was struggling with my bags. He asked me to wait and seeing that I needed to put the bags down anyway, I waited. So unorthodox for me, He came down the escalator, helped me with by bags and we talked as we walked around the mall. I remember one of my bags tore and he went in Brooks Brothers to get another and they told him no. Funny to me, but it pissed him off. After I had finished shopping I was ready to go so he walked me to the elevator in Lord & Taylor. When we were in there an old couple holding hands passed us. Foreshadowing? I left a message on his phonebecause back then he didn’t believe in cell phones – I fixed that. He claims to this day he couldn’t understand a word of that message, but he managed to call me back. Anyway, he called me that night and we have spoken every day since. Was it love at first sight?Honestly? I don’t know. Neither of us was looking for love, but there was something there when I saw him. I mean, EVERYTHING went blurry except for him. There has to be some reason for that.

What about him doesn’t he share with fans of his site?
He is a person that you can count on. I hate the site because he comes across as this heartless, woman chasing, irresponsible, child-man. If you were to meet him or know him like I do, you find that he is one of the most grounded, thoughtful, responsible, strong, and loving people you will ever meet.(That is if you don’t disrespect him because then he will act like a heartless, careless, reward-seeking individual, and deservedly so.) The recent stuff has been writing is more of the person I know.

Are there wedding bells in the air?
We have been talking about it for a while and I am just waiting for my ring now.

I hear you attended an Ivy League School Breezy loves the fact that he went to a HBCU (Historically Black College or University) how often do you guys make fun of each others schools?
No, home isnt any fun without a rivalry and this is ours. The cool thing is that in big scheme of things, neither school fairs to well athletically so it is more of a pride thing. I am proud of where I went and he is too and the difference in perspective on issues is something I feed off of. I love to talk to him about everything just to hear his take. We have very different backgrounds and it is just nice to learn more. And, yes my school is better. He is kind of an honorary student as much as he hung out there while I was in school. He has more friends there then I do!

Does his writing bother you?
I don’t think it is his writing, but more of his past. If I had met the guy of “back then” I would have told him some things about himself. I love the fact he has a craft that he loves and perfects and that no one can take from him. He calls it a “legal hustle”.

How do you feel about the attention he gets from women?
I have mixed emotions. I hate that females are throwing themselves at him via e-mail (The fact that females are throwing themselves at ANYONE via e-mail is somewhat disconcerting), but at the same time I completely understand the sexiness of his mind and his honesty. It is hard not to want him and I feelthat way every day. The difference is that I get him.

Do you worry about him cheating?
I trust him and fate. He is great at making sure I know that I am the only one he wants and I also know that if he wants to cheat, it will happen. I cannot control his actions, but I know he will do the right thing. He loves me and YoungBreezy (–I hate calling him that-) is loyal to those he knows are true any loyal to him.

I know he loves you, he says its simple when no one else in the world acted like they cared you acted like he was the most important person in the world. Do you want to get into some of the things the two of you went through?
Let’s just say YoungBreezy has had it rough for a couple of years and because I am his woman, I smooth it out the best I can. Relationships will not always be 50/50 and if you really want stuff to work, you have to be prepared to take on more than half at times. The reason I acted like he was the most important person in the world when all of the crap was going on is simply because to me he is. Nobody knows everything that we have gone through and that is why it has worked out. We keep our business to ourselves and work stuff out together.

Breezy says you make it easy to be with you because you are not needy. But he says you are addicted to getting on his nerves sometimes, is that him talking crazy or do you like the fact that you can get under his skin?
I am not needy, but I am bossy and pushy –I just got to a point where I can call myself bossy. I love the fact that I can get under his skin. When did he say that I am “addicted to getting on his nerves”? I do love to lay curled up next to him and he constantly complains as to why I like to lay in his armpit, buthe makes me feel safe so I like that. Who cares about his comfort?

Where would you like to see him go with his writing?
Wherever he wants to and I hope that I am with him all the way.

Does he ever write private things for you?
I look forward to those moments. Recently I had some bad news about my health and he wrote something that made me cry. It’s special when someone that close to you writes something for you because they can put your thoughts and feelings before you. It makes us even closer.

What is a talent that you wish he would use more often?
It is not anything in particular; I just wish he saw in himself what I see in him. I feel like he can do anything when he sets is mind and heart, I wish he felt the same way.

OK now for what everyone wants to know tell us about how he is in BED?
It is exciting, unexpected, REWARDING, different, passionate, unpredictable and long. So, what do you think? Make your call.

C’mon at least let is know on a scale of one to five how much of a freak is he?
Your scale is useless on this topic.

Has he ever done anything to you in the bed that made you say “what the hell?”
Every time.)

How often do you refer people to YoungBreez.com?
I don’t. I respect what he does, but I do not really like the articles about this “controversial activities”. This is his thing, and I stay away from the site and don't mention it to other people. I know his past made him who he is, as mine did, and I am thankful for everything in that sense, but it is reallyhard to read that for me. Some of the stuff on there... I just don't think that is the guy I know now. That guy I wouldn't bring into the lives of people I care for. The guy he is now, however, is referred to more often than he would like.

Okay what would you like to let the female and male YoungBreezy fans know?
YB has fans? Just kidding, seriously, he is my pride and joy. Respect him and you will get to see the side that I do.

It’s been wonderful talking to such a strong positive sister any words in closing?
I love "YoungBreezy" with everything. He is absolutely amazing. He is my blessing.

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