One of my favorite artist for some time now has been H.E.R. Many people have been trying to figure out who the mystery woman is behind the voice, well let me be the one to spoil it for you if you don’t know. It’s Gabi Wilson from Vallejo, California. A lot of people will ask how are you sure about that? Well when you really like an artist you do your research and looking through some of Gabi Wilson’s old interviews you’ll find out that she talked about releasing her mixtape H.E.R. awhile back. Don’t believe me though, find out for yourself lol.
Anyways`she’s released an official video for her single,”Every Kind of Way” still leaving some mystery as to who H.E.R. really is; hiding behind those curls and lowlights.
“A relationship built solely on sex is hardly a relationship at all…”
I’m not an expert when it comes to getting and keeping a relationship, as my ass has been single for what seems like forever, but I have had a share of my own relationships, some of which were based solely on sex. Can I even call this a relationship at all? Do these kind of relationships last once you remove the sex? I’m stuck between yes and no but I’m definitely leaning towards, “FUCK NO that shit doesn’t work out.”
I can remember getting into two different relationships (different times of course) and thinking back I can’t think of anything I had in common with either of these guys besides the fact that we enjoyed fucking each other, oh and they made me laugh. Gotta be able to make me laugh or we won’t be getting anywhere what so ever and YES, I said fucking. You can’t make love when you haven’t learned enough about each other outside of the bedroom to actually fall in love. Seriously, these relationships were, “hey how are you, lets eat (some days), okay now let’s get it on wherever we can” kind of thing going on. I was still pretty young at the time so during those time periods it didn’t hit me that I was in a sexship, as my friend called it. I figured because we had made it clear we were together and that we couldn’t stay away from each other that we were in a real relationship. It took me getting into a serious ass, “we living” together relationship to realize it’s so much more to being with someone.
To me kissing is one of the most intimate acts shared between two people. To be honest I find it more intimate than the act of having sex. This may not be the case for everyone but a person can have sex with you and never once will you two share a kiss and I say it’s because they aren’t as into as you may have thought. They simply had a goal of getting you in bed and it was accomplished but that’s not what we are talking about today. For two people to lock lips there had to have been some kind of chemistry there and if not chemistry definitely curiosity. I’m guilty of kissing a guy out of curiosity and then wishing I hadn’t after. It just confirmed what I had already known, I just wasn’t that into you outside of the friend zone.
Hello my fellow bloggers, writers & amazing readers!!
I’m happy to see you all are still taking the time out of your day to visit my site. I know I’ve slacked on keeping you updated on my life and the interesting things that have happened to me. Let me reassure you that I’m not leaving you all high and dry. I’ll be back with juicy stories and updates on what’s happening in Sydney’s World. BUT that’s not the announcement I have for you all.
For some time now I’ve been writing short stories, poems and quotes of my own. One day I decided I wanted to start compiling them into a word document and to my surprise I had way more material than I imagined. It wasn’t on my mind at the time to turn these into a collection for the world to see but after sharing here and there on my social sites it was becoming clear people liked what I had to say.
So that leaves us here… I’m so excited to announce I’ll be releasing a poetry collection, The Diary of She, with my new family, Black Eden Publications.
@black_eden_publications Today we want to welcome Sydney Reneé a new author to the Black Eden family. @s_dot_reed is a mother and writer born in Oakland, CA but was raised in multiple cities in and around the Bay Area, including Berkeley, Pinole, and Elk Grove, CA.
As a child, expressing herself was a difficult task, but as she grew older, her diaries became a place where she could pour out all of her emotions.
In 2008, Sydney went on to attend San Jose State University where she remained undeclared for the first year. At the time, she hadn’t realized that writing was her calling until family and friends brought it to her attention, but in 2013, Sydney graduated with a degree in journalism and gave birth to her son shortly after, causing her to put her dreams of becoming an author on hold for a while.
If it weren’t for their continued support and encouragement to share her gift with the world, she just might’ve given up on her dreams a long time ago.
Today, Sydney Reneé is back and more determined than ever to create a name for herself and a future for her family. Currently, she is preparing to drop her first poetry collection—The Diary of She, but this is just the beginning. Stay tuned! .
For me, this is just the beginning of what’s to come. I’m so happy to be working with people who believe in me as an author. Don’t be afraid to follow your heart and take a leap of faith. All will work out as it should.
If you know me and I mean truly know me, you’d know I’m not one to have many friends. I may know/know of a lot of people but I’ve never truly been able to call those people MY friends. To be honest you’ll never see me with a big group of people and if you do it’s very likely it’s just my family.
People may not know this but it’s always bothered me a little that I don’t have a group of girls I can call on when I’m down or want to laugh about absolutely nothing. It bothers me even more when my family laughs and brings up the fact that I don’t have friends. When someone comes around or I do hangout with someone it’s a damn celebration of life to them. BUTWAIT!!!! I’ll take that back. I do have a few girls I can look to when I need to vent, ask for advice or just be silly for no reason but of course my closest friends always live in different states or are just busy doing and figuring out life like I am. I may not see or talk to them much but I know they are people I can call on if needed.
Still, there are times I wished I had girls (other than family) I could go out with, take trips and go to brunch. When I get free time away from my son It just turns into me sitting home wishing I had something to do, somewhere to go and people to see. I don’t have that in my life and I never thought it was something I would feel like I’m missing out on. Part of me always imaged growing old with people I met as a child but for me things haven’t gone that way.
I’ve built bonds with people, I can give myself that, but somehow those bonds always seem to break. It may take a few months maybe even a few years but eventually the friendship slips away before I can realize what went wrong. Once I click with someone I begin to look at that person as not just a friend but as my family. I’m not afraid to show you who the real Sydney is. I will open up about my biggest fears and most embarrassing moments. You will see my goofy side as well as my serious one. I’ll pour my heart out to you and you can do the same with no judgement. So to me it’s sad when those same people disappear and I’m left thinking, “what’s wrong with me?” I’ve had this happen to me plenty of times by people I still love and care for. One minute you’re communicating everyday, laughing, smiling and crying. Then the next minute the conversations slowly starts to fade. They stop responding to your calls and texts. Months start to go by and you wonder how they’re doing so you hit them and still no reply. It’s not like they dropped off the face of Earth. We live in a world where everyone uses social media and no one seems to ever put down their phones so you know they see you reaching out. You pray that they’re ok and maybe they’ll come around. Along with the hurt you feel also comes anger. In the back of your mind all you can think is “WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO YOU?”
Anyways it got me thinking, am I the reason I don’t have many people I can call a friend? I know I’m sort of introvert. I live in my thoughts. When I am out I have to check out the scene/people around me before I become comfortable but is there more to it? Me being me and loving Google I decided to do my own little research about why I have no friends and then relate it back to myself.