This has been the weirdest and wildest of timelines.

if the history books write about this,
and a strong “if” since they want to gut the department of education,
it is going to be a time that america was at its worst.
i have a ton of questions about the owner of X in the oval office.

the first one is…

I’ve come to realize there is two sides in cheating.

there is the side where the jackal is a high key sex addict.
they can’t settle down because,
well,
they are functioning street walkers.

They can’t contain the slut inside long enough.

on the other side on the cheating spectrum,
in my opinion…

Gay or straight,
Black or white,
Big or Small,
Slim or thick.
Allies.

there are many people,
we won’t font any names or races,
that suddenly want black folks to stand with them atm.
they want us to become allies,
march,
and sing kumbuya in the streets but…

If LL Cool J dropped bawdy like he did in 2002 in 2025,
I wonder if that would have been considered gay baiting?

i’ll never forget when “luv you better” dropped.

i was at this person’s house,
trying my best to hide the massive hard-on that i had.
imagine me,
counting down the hours,
so i could get home and jack off to that video.

in gay terminology,
ll looked like “a wolf with a trade“.
i’m sure in this era,
every shirtless picture and sus situation he did would be “gay baiting”.
even though it would be directed to the vixen gaze.
nle choppa is being accused of gay baiting again.
i think it’s for these pictures…

What is it about villains like Lydia from Breaking Bad that stick with us long after their story ends?

i promise you,
i think about her often.
she was cold,
calculating,
and had this neurotic obsession with control.
she let others do her dirty work,
thinking she could sit comfortably on her untouchable pedestal.
in the end…

So when exactly is America supposed to be great again?

it’s four days in and it’s looking more like a sequel to chaos than anything remotely “great”.
with our new president diving headfirst into his rollback agenda,
undoing policies left and right,
i can’t help but wonder…