i’ve been playing “the last of us 2” as one of my friends watches.
i had so many question about the last season of the show,
“the last of us“.
the first game came with my ps4 and i loved it.
when the sequel came out…

…i was pretty excited but BOY,
where the opinions i started hearing about it were bleak.

When I asked other I know about it,
they told me how terrible it was because of how they handed Joel.

whew.
i actually got my “a-ha” moment with that sentence above.
so I didn’t play it off of what I was hearing but not only that:

We have to play as a character named Abby that gave Joel his fate for his actions.

don’t even get me started on the alleged transphobia in regards this vixen.
i think it’s because you have to play as her afetr what happened and people were upset.
that was the big “fuck this game” because of what happened to joel.
interestingly enough,
as i’ve learned abby’s backstory while playing,
i’m going on record to font that as much as Joel was my Zaddy…

there are some males,
whether straight or gay,
who don’t mind being pounded/pounding for career advancement.
in fact,
they’ll initiate it.
they will take/give every inch while being disconnected from the act.

Some straight males are ruthless and don’t care.
As long as money and a better life is involved,
they will go “gay for pay” with the quickness.

other males,
and this includes vixens as well,
go into things naive and end up getting hurt.
bad.
let’s turn some brains on real quick.
my mother warned me to never drink from a cup that i put down.
i didn’t understand as a kid but as an adult:

I get it.

she also warned me to never drink anything if i didn’t see it prepared.
spiked likka is always the weapon of choice.
see here is the font i want you to understand…

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so diddy was only found guilty of two charges.
surprise surprise.
at this point,
i wouldn’t be shocked he walks out of prison today.
we got a “big beautiful bill” that is about to screw many americans,
including those who voted for our new president,
out of their health care and benefits.
anyone ( x lower income ) could as well continue to stay poor.
so that is going to end well! /s
don’t even start with americans being considered of deportation:

every day,
it’s always something in this forest that makes me question reality.
even in my own life,
it feels like:

Nothing makes sense,
everything is upside down,
and I’m even questioning if God care anymore.

but then i realized something in this current timeline…

i was entertaining a certain wolf of interest these last few months.
keyword: WAS in all caps,
bolded,
underlined,
and possibly lit on fire.

he had me tight a few days ago and still hasn’t heard from me.
i haven’t called to “talk about it”,
no texts to check in,
or not even a “hope you’re well” after the extended silence.

When I’m done,
I’m fuckin done.

yesterday,
i shared my thoughts on that jackal who went off on lala anthony over a parking spot.
he took the petty express lane and decided to drag her name,
her current manz,
and even a few of her old industry bones into the mix.
it was messy but more importantly,
it made me realize something about myself…

i used to think having a platform was just about sharing your voice,
building a little digital tribe,
and maybe posting a few thirst traps to ride some dick.
here’s what no one really tells or fonts you:
once you start getting noticed,
you also become something else.

A moving target.

people love the fairy tale parts of being a public figure.
the engagement,
the admiration,
and the “omg i love your content!” comments.
there’s a shadow side that doesn’t get posted on the highlight reel.
let’s font what i’ve learned about it…

because whew...

I believe everyone should work at least one year in a customer service position.
Retail or working in a restaurant.

one of my first jobs was working in a fast food restaurant.
HATED IT.
HATED IT.
HATED IT.
it taught me very quickly that i don’t “do” food service.
my next job,
and many jobs after that,
was working retail.
i have done retail in many popular and high end stores.
i know what “working a black friday” means and the ping of terror it gives me.
retail is where i learned…