how can one gay have so much power? (lil nas x)

there are “straight” males that i’ve had/have power over and didn’t even realize.

I lived rent-free in some of their heads.

they always put on this act of weird disdain towards me.
the crazy part is i don’t have beef with them.
it was the ones i actually wanted to be cool with.
that or had this feeling they wanted to secretly converse with me over pillow talk.
i am a powerful muhfucka and should have strutted in that power.
next time.

Lil Nas X has power.

he keeps some of the straights so pressed.
boosie is one of them.

like clockwork,
he tweeted this over lnx promotional pregnancy shoot…

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lynching is not a fashion statement darling

this is a horror.
this is a tragedy.
this is a reminder.
this is not a fashion statement.
it was to the white slave masters back in the day,
slave masters use to send these pics as christmas cards to their family members.
pregnant female slaves were hung and their stomachs were cut open to see who died first.
families of slaves would be forced to watch their relatives die slowly as they hung from the trees.
abel meeropol wrote the poem “strange fruit“,
which billie holiday sung originally in 1939,
was ( x about the lynching we endured ):

 

ye used the song on one of his past songs:

 

remember ^this one said slavery was a choice.
a foxholer sent me the following “fashion statement” the other day…

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the mushrooms made him do it (the mushrooms made him kill, kill, kill…)

some of my friends have been trying coke as of late.
it has been confusing tf to me tbh,
but everyone does some experimental shit once or twice in their lives.
i’ve tried weed and was given horse tranqs when i was younger.
some folks have mental illnesses,
but once they take some hard shit,
it can bring the demons out of them.

Imagine getting high off a drug and murdering someone?

 that is what hyena did while high off mushrooms in florida

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boosie goes on the breakfast club to stand up for the kids and straight males over lil nas x

everyone is entitled to their own opinion,
but it doesn’t mean we have to like it.
as a blogger,
i know full well how my opinion can tilt others.
as much as i have the choice to stand in my opinion,
others have the option to not accept it.
it’s totally fine.
boosie went on “the breakfast club” to speak to all straight males today.
they pressed him on a number of issues including his stance on lil nas x,
who happens to be his arch-nemesis

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iphone cords and the bankhead bounce: the side effects of the jab from dominique de silva?

i’m gonna drag this attentionista this morning.
she got me feeling TIGHT.
i feel like the internet loves a good liar.
we make “influencers” out of liars.
the internet loves everything we see and choose to believe.
we have to be careful what we consume on this internet.
so many people out here are posting shit and we believe it upon first glance.
^that she-jackal,
whose name is dominique de silva (who goes by @queencitydom) from charlotte,
had me shook from taking the vaccine.
i saw this video right before i got jabbed:

…and had to be talked down from off the roof by my friends.
even tho i was shooketh,
i still ended up getting it but was paranoid af with the “what if?” questions.
so according to “toofab”,
this young karen was allegedly lying about the whole thing.
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it’s not you, it’s (mi)

my sister is such a dumpster fire.
ugh.
like,
The Universe kept blocking us when we were supposed to talk.
my spirit wasn’t fully feeling it but when i did call,
she had just left her aunt’s crib or didn’t show up.
i spoke to the same aunt yesterday about her daughter’s funeral

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