i’m not one to stay angry for too long.
i’m a cancer so i can hold a grudge,
but i’ve learned to let shit go.
folks can be bitter and age like a banana over beef if they want to.
after a while,
i move forward.
just because someone is a dork doesn’t mean i need to be one too.
if the wound is still fresh,
i want all the smoke.
once it heals tho,
i can see you in a public setting and be cordial.
Just because someone is a dork doesn’t mean I need to be one too.
my goal is to make them look dumb as possible since they wanna act like an idiot.
imagine me having to tell the story about how horrible someone treated me,
yet i showed them nothing but love.
so i got a call today about mi,
someone who i was angry about for a long time…
there have been a lot of stories about ma’khia bryant since her death.
whenever i asked:
she was about to be jumped and she called the police…
Why did she go outside with a knife?”
no one can give me answers.
there was no bullying and there are other twists and turns within this story.
“the girl in pink” is at the heart of this story.
she is the one that was about to get stabbed before ma’khia was shot to death.
i’m hearing she was innocent and has been receiving death threats…
i fucks with this picture.
joseline whole aura >
i have soft spot for joseline hernandez.
she is one of the veterans of the “lhh” franchise i started (and ended) that show with.
you can count on joseline to be unapologetically herself.
on another side of the coin,
you can expect aunt wendy (williams) to be the same as well.
they are both alpha vixens who are who they are.
So you know when it was time for them to have a discussion,
it may come to verbal blows at some point.
joseline woke up and chose violence and chaos yesterday.
she appeared on “the wendy williams show” to promote her show,
“joseline’s cararet miami” on zeus,
people i swore up and down would be in my life forever showed they were “fair-weather friends“.
the folks i looked out for,
checked in to see if they were good,
showed up to their events,
hooked up with shit,
and didn’t snitch on them when i was getting let go.
i find cancer-born folks deal with this the most.
i don’t fight or argue unless it’s brought to me.
i’ve been fortunate to watch all those who hurt me experience karma they couldn’t escape.
my mother use to sell mary kay and she was really good at it.
she had a lot of products left after she died.
i kid you not,
the day after she died,
her “team leader” and her supposed “friend” came in my crib and took all her products to sell.
i don’t even think my mother was embalmed yet.
“Your mother would want this!” they said as they excitedly hauled all her shit in garbage bags.
folks move really funny out here and you learn it once you’re down or sick.
people around you learn just how people are when you die.
you know the family members who hoot and holler at funerals but ain’t never called when they were alive.
swizz beatz learned just how fake some of the people were around dmx after he died.
this is what he said at his memorial service at barclays in brooklyn via “yahoo“…
when you’re a depressed pastor who is filled with anxiety, show off your big penis in “close friends” on ig
young and good-looking pastors make me nervous.
they often know the power they wield.
i’ve known many who use their looks to get more money out of their congregation.
and gay males,
will become groupies.
jamari fox stopped being fooled or impressed after all i’ve been through with church folks.
darnell barrett from “hillsong church” in jersey,
who is also married,
wanted to show off his workout goals.
he wanted to show off his big penis in “close friends” on ig to one of his church members…
i am finally watching zack snyder’s “justice league“.
it’s only been like a few weeks since it released on hbo max,
i’ve shaken off my depression and i’m back baby.
so i’m into this shit even though i cannot remember the original version that was in theaters.
i’m trying to watch this movie,
but i had to pause it to record this for my ig stories…