i am not a hoe.
now i have “ho-like” tendencies,
but you already knew this.
if you are going to try and pass me off as a street walker,
i do require 100% of all profits i generate.
it’s cold and daddy needs a new long johns!
and a fancy new wardrobe is also required.
i don’t “do” an episode of “hooker at the point”.
“bigger and blacker” = your american express.
i’m worth it.
don’t be cheap.
so not attractive.
i needed to get that off my chest.
back to the real point of this early morning entry.
lets talk about your heart.
some have forgotten where that is located.
since the thermostat is all the way down to “sled dog’s tits”.
for those who “feel” the bad shit that happens to them,
it is never fun to have your heart broken.
getting your heart broken isn’t because some asshole cheated on you,
turned your apartment into a brothel while you were at work,
and then had the nerve to use your toothbrush in the morning.
family can break your heart
friends can break your heart
“card only discounts” can break you heart
you can have your heart broken when you expect something,
from anyone or anything,
and the complete opposite soul fucks your ass with no lube.
that being said,
my heart is broken.
it feels like it has been ripped out my chest.
i can admit it.
that is “now playing” on my 2016 playlist.
as well as songs like:
“broken hearted” brandy
“not got’ cry” mary j blige
“what goes around comes back back around” justin timblerlake
any my personal favorite:
“fuck you” by ceelo green
it isn’t a trip to disney world when i see my “friend” treating me like dirt.
the cold shoulder?
at least cuss me out and say my mamma is sucking dicks in hell.
no amount of dick or distractions can make you say:
i really appreciated you in my life.
we had good times.
you really showed me every inch on your natural black ass”
a nice ass,
but still fucked up in the way the ass is being presented.
jamari fox is an emotional animal.
i know this.
you know this.
i still cry when scar kills mufasa in “the lion king”.
i’ve learned to press “fast forward” on that part.
even though i can be a he bitch with the feelz,
i’m not into beef or drama of any kind with animals i sorta gave a shit about.
i’m also not into getting “blacklisted” when I did nothing wrong.
you listened to what someone else said,
didn’t come ask me about it,
and just assumed it as truth.
not even realizing that they played you.
“well you should have seen it coming jamari.”
i see nut about to go into my eye cumming.
i went into the situation as a friend,
full time crush,
part time dumb animal,
and simply expected better.
that is what i didn’t see coming.
well i shoulda known how he did vixens,
he would eventually “did” me.
he cuts them off with no explanation and leaves them in a frenzy.
jamari fox meet “frenzy”.
i always got a response and emotional hate sex tho.
it’s totally different.
i’ll never give him the privilege of seeing me sad tho.
i’m might be some things,
but “lookin’ destroyed because of a wolf” ain’t gonna be one of them.
i’m just hurt by what has gone down,
but guess what?
that is o-fuckin-k
when i rise above and full accept all his “cons”,
i will be over it.
as of right now,
i’m allowed to feel like a steaming pile of over cooked cow shit.
i said “feel”,
if you don’t like it,
or feel its repetitive,
then i beg of you please…
do something about those pants you got on.
they are all talking about why you wore “those” again today.
although they make your ass look bigger,
its time you retired them.
so i’ve got the broom,
and lysol with bleach.
i’m cleaning up my vibration to help me understand.
i don’t know wtf is going on at this moment,
but i will soon get it.
low-key: on a lighter tip,
i’m reaching the “repulsed by him” portion of the programming.
that part means “i wouldn’t pee on him if he was on fire”.
i would be a liar to say i don’t miss him and our witty banter…
thanks to all the foxholers that reached out to me.