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fredo_llh shows us what light skin, muscular, tatted up, droppin’ jailbird dick privilege is like

when fredo aka fredo_llh made his debut on marvin bienaime a few years ago,
i had a feeling he was gonna pop.
he is the “light skin,
muscular,
tatted up,
droppin’ jailbird dick” trope that tends to do well within the life.
as soon as he dropped an onlyfans,
he became the new “it wolf’ within many foxholes.
judging from his content,
it seems like there is nothing he won’t do for the bag.


i’m waiting for him to put the whole camera up his ass.
wellllllllllll…

i think he done put his fingers in his mouth after posting this on twitter…

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Posted in A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI GOOD MUTHAFUCKIN' TIMES

to my special one.

in 2002-03ish,
after wandering in the city all day,
a friend “who i don’t know anymore” suggested we go to toys r us that was in time square.
she wanted to meet up with a girl who worked there that she met online.
i didn’t want the day to end so i was down.
when i first saw the girl we were meeting,
i said to myself:

“Wow,
she looks really stressed out and over it.
SEE this is why I don’t do retail.”

and

“I really dig this girl’s energy,
but we will probably never see each other again.”

The Universe made sure that wouldn’t happen.
a year or two later,
we reconnected on the blogging platform,
xanga.
she hopped in my comments and i did the same in hers.
we would write entries about our frustrations and loneliness.
the folks who broke our hearts; the ones who got away.
the main theme for us was trying to find that perfect love.
toys r us and that friend “who i don’t know anymore” both brought us stress,
and ironically don’t exist any longer either,
but they were the starting point in planting the seed for this friendship to grow.
when i look back at the first time we met until now,
i ask myself:

Who knew from that moment we met that our “us” would become this?

i get to write another story on my own platform about us.
last sunday in brooklyn,
she got married to your soulmate…

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