“…somehow,
your name came up last night.”

whenever i hear that,
i groan.
only because in the past,
it’s a “let’s say everything about jamari behind his back than to his face” fest.

“He asked about you and wanted to know how you’ve been doing.”

if i was driving a car,
i’d probably would have crashed...

one of my really good friends had a huge career come-up over the weekend.
i’m beyond proud of her but here’s the kicker:

People who did her wrong or ignored her are suddenly flooding her DMs.
Heavy.

it’s left her feeling overwhelmed and we don’t often realize this about fame:

When all eyes are on you,
it can feel like you’re completely exposed,
naked in the spotlight.

i was talking to a straight wolf and i asked:

“Lemme ask you something.
Let’s say you after you finally made it,
would you sleep with those who did you wrong or ignored you for revenge?”

his answer?…

if you ask any mariah stan,
they’ll tell you “rainbow” is her worst album.
if you ask me…

“Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.” – Oprah Winfrey

Foxholer,
i’d ride the bus with you or at least go half for on uber.
one day,
you and i will rise tho.
we’ll turn in that beat-up limo into our lambo to stardom,
cruising straight to our dreams.
funny thing is,
the folks who never gave us a second glance will suddenly be our best friends.
our DMS will go from dry to “yooooooo i see you!“.
those guys who curved us will finally put us on their “to do” list heavy.
do we indulge…

…or do we say “fuck you” and not in the way we wanted before?
i had to wonder…

Why is it that success makes everyone else so fake?

i’ve always believed in preparing for your come-up.
you never know when it’ll happen because it could happen tomorrow.
there’s one thing i need you to do for me…

I couldn’t help but wonder:
Why do we crave acceptance so bad from the obviously wrong people?

when we desperately need someone(s) and they sense that,
they’ll use it to control us.
they’ll push you to see just how far up their ass you’re willing to go.
for some,
the entrance while others look for a home in their colon.
a jackal from my past has a grudge against me…

I had to wonder:
When will we learn to stop thinking with our…
little heads?

there’s a saying: you can’t tell a hard dick nothing.
this might explain why so many males end up in constant chaos.
the dick takes control and ain’t trying to hear common sense and reasoning.
from entangling with folks we shouldn’t to catching diseases like pokémon,
we often fall victim to our lack of self-control.
take my straight wolf friend,
for instance.
we’ll call him hanky…