let’s say you are a blogger and this is around 2018.
you have a successful entertainment blog that rivals the shade room,
neighborhood talk,
and hollywood unlocked.
you get a lot of traction for speaking about celebs on a daily.
this means you can get into bed with many blue checks.
you have a reputation for reporting everything,
whether good or bad.
you get a dm from…

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ya’ll are so nosy.
listen,
i get it.
i’m nosy too but my nosiness also comes with trust.
folks spill to me and they know it doesn’t get out.
i posted these stories on the foxhole ig yesterday:

…and i woke up to my box blown up with messages.

“Who?”
“Spill to me!”
“I wanna know too!”

okay so let’s font for a little.
i got some stuff to share with you…

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i don’t like it when some black vixens,
during an argument,
use a black male’s sexuality to hurt him.
sometimes,
you don’t even need to be fighting.
as quiet as kept:

Some black vixens also push homophobia to the surface as well.

some black vixens will keep their gay giga pets close to them.
the ones who will do their hair,
spill tea,
and be the accessories to their brunch outfits.
these giga pets will turn their heads to homophobia “until“.
the giga pet will vomit up all her business to embarrass her.

“Well,
thats why I fucked your man while you were getting your nails did hoe!”

you know how it goes.
now i’m not fonting that all black vixens do this but…

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laying on my couch in the dark,
i stare up at the ceiling as the street lights peek through the drapes.
it’s around 2 am and i can’t fall asleep.
my thoughts continuously keep me up at night.
the fears and worries have become my personal freddy kreuger.
the only sound coming from my apartment is the ticking of the clock.
it sounds like a bomb almost.

Tick.
Tick.
Tick.

mentally and emotionally,
thats how i’ve been feeling.
i have been waiting for the big explosion.
it feels like i’ve fallen off from myself and my life…

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He broke your heart.
He broke you.
Now he is in another situation on social media.
They look happy.
You looked happy once upon a time with him too.
So seeing them both,
it has annihilated your self-esteem and worth.

that was me yesterday.
it rocked my world because i was expecting the opposite.
i was expecting him to fuck up another person’s life.
nope.
this one seems different.
so my inner control panel wanted to revert to “old jamari“.
i wanted to lay around,
think about why i’m not worth it,
and compare myself to him(and everyone).
i was about to put on sad music to be an emotional wreck but…

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in my den,
i have seen many jackals males i know mourning kevin samuels.
what i’ve noticed about many of them…

They all have similar traits and energy.

they think their dicks are covered in platinum,
their dating lives are in shambles,
they are all stuntin’ for social media,
and they think they are a prize to be had.
not only that:

I have witnessed a majority of them disrespect a black woman(s)

so when i see the type of males that are sad about kevin’s passing…

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