Category: SOMETHING OPRAH WOULD TELL YOU
why the “league” doesn’t matter when he thinks you’re the prize
I never found Timothee Chalamet attractive until he was talking sports on ESPN.
there was something really masculine about him ( x in this moment ).
the facial hair helps too.
i’m gonna get into timothee in just a second,
but i’ve figured out something quite recently with him and kylie jenner.
one moment,
you think males are indifferent towards you and the next,
you got someone(s) “out of your league” hooked.
it’s about the universal truth…
leading ladies but lost males?
tilda
mikey
demi
zoe
angie
zendaya
it’s hollywood’s leading vixens stealing the show again.
they gathered around the hollywood reporter round table radiating wisdom,
charm,
and authenticity.
it was a masterclass in self-awareness and vulnerability.
tbh,
when i think of their male counterparts…
if ima be a hoe, ima be a top dolla hoe like anora
Sometimes,
I think we are no different than sex workers.
watching anora left me with a lot of thoughts…
Continue reading “if ima be a hoe, ima be a top dolla hoe like anora”sitting with 2024 before we say goodbye to that triflin’ hoe
For the final day of 2024,
the air feels different,
doesn’t it?
maybe it’s just me,
but i’m inspired about closing the chapter on a year like this one.
was 2024 a dumpster fire?
was it a garbage bag filled with shit that was set on fire?
was it cleaning your Foxhole out,
only to be stood up?
was it meeting the wolf of your dreams for him to be a pu$$y azz bitch?
absolutely,
but here we are.
we are standing on this year’s ashes with a hint of optimism creeping in,
whether we admit it or not.
so,
how am i going to end this year?…
i got the gift that keeps on giving
I got something that I didn’t realize until yesterday when I was in sudden pain.
it all started with an itch…
Continue reading “i got the gift that keeps on giving”entitled hoe at the garden
Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to walk through life with the confidence of a straight, white wolf/vixen?
this morning,
i ( x scrolled through an article ) about gwyneth paltrow’s daughter,
apple martin,
and i blurted out a thought i felt we weren’t supposed to say out loud:
Why can’t I feel entitled like that?
not the kind of entitlement that screams “spoiled brat” or “trust fund menace”,
but moreso a healthy entitlement.
the kind where you know your worth and demand that others treat you accordingly.
naturally,
my mind took a detour into the days i was a hot ‘n’ happen’n pick-me…
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