i’m going to font a controversial statement.
ready?

I blame Megan Thee Stallion for this Tory Lanez shit.

disclaimer: this is NOT about her getting shot.
i fully believe tory shot her.
people can talk or font to me until they are blue in the face.
move along to someone else who doesn’t have common sense and hates to read.

no,
this is what i blame her for…

i was hanging out with my straight wolves last night and nfl baller wolf,
travis hunter,
randomly came up.
oof.
one of the wolves said:

“We tried to warn him.
This fool would drop that chick to parties and sit in the car.
He is a simp.”

i had to google and yes Foxhole,
he did use to do that via akademiks:

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…then i remembered this is the one whose girlfriend allegedly ( x doesn’t really like him )!
oooooooh,
this is the one.

well he didn’t care because as soon as he got ( x drafted ),
and pulled in that $46.6 million,
including a $30.6 million signing bonus,
she became the wife QUICK.
he doesn’t need to sit in the car anymore because for her wedding present…

What do you do when someone you like…
starts sounding like a press release for a company that’s actively fumbling the bag and the culture?

two weeks ago,
i wandered into the times square target just to peep the vibe.
no mission but just fox-like curiosity.
i’m not gonna hold you:

If there’s a boycott happening,
the memo got lost somewhere with some black folks.

black folks were definitely up in there shopping.
so when tabitha brown,
someone i’ve genuinely liked and respected for her light and warmth,
posted that weird video about…

What if masculinity wasn’t what we were taught to admire?
What if it was something quieter,
steadier,
and far more powerful?

when someone loves us for who we are,
not for our highlight reels,
not for our past,
and not for who they want us to be but:

The real,
unfiltered,
and sometimes ugly us.

yes,
the ugly us.
the one underneath the filters.
the one that has the demons and the insecurities.
when they don’t flinch or are embarrassed at our flaws.
the one who don’t play bout you and will square up if someone disrespects you.

You better hold on to them.
Tight. AF

i used to believe masculinity lived in the gym.
it was big biceps,
played sports,
and an intimidating stare.
some males,
sure,
but i’ve learned:

Just because someone looks like a man,
that doesn’t mean they act like one.

muscles don’t equal depth; a scowl doesn’t make you safe.
masculinity is not a role we play,
a script we memorize,
or photos we post.
it’s how we show up for ourselves and our loved ones,
especially when no one’s watching.
i thought about this when alex fine spoke out after cassie’s testimony yesterday…

It was the “peeing in Cassie’s mouth” of me.
TBH,
I’m getting the impression he wanted to humiliate her.
In my head,
and strictly off my opinion,
he always styled her to look similar to JLO to me.
I feel like he had so much resentment over JLO leaving him,
he took his anger out on Cassie.
Peeing on people for sexual purposes always screamed humiliation,
but from a power aspect.
Submitting to my manz is sexy; peeing on me will get him kicked in the balls.

like the last election,
this diddy trial has really exposed so many people.
including some people i know.
it’s quite disappointing tbh.

“She would have left.”
“This is all about money.”
“She needs to be thrown in prison too.”

yet,
with some of these same people…

i have been enjoying rumi on stage with her mama and sister.
the joy she has being up there is beautiful to see.
you know what’s not beautiful to see?

Grown adults talking and fonting about Bey’s kids.

i thought kids were off limits?
i was hearing about how blac chyna mama,
tokyo toni,
went off about blue ivy.
people were saying it was bad but Lord have mercy…