“mmm you know he suckin’ dick for happy meals right? yes chile.”
“um no one is a bottom anymore cause its all about being a vers boo boo. i been making a good hoe name for myself in these streets. step ya bussy game up. no one sucks a dick like me bay bah bayyyy bayyyy!!!”
“ooh didn’t you hear? he a escort on craigslist. can you imagine? craigslist? all the real hoes go on a4a boo. i’m just sayings in everything. shoots.”
“biiiiiitch guess who i just saw on myvidster getting his back. blown. out???!!! biiiiitttttch!!! he was supposed to be a top, but biiiiiiitch he a bottom!!!??? i mean biiiiiiiitch he never wanted to fuck me in any role, but i had to tell you biiiiitch because its a biiiitccchhh!!!”
now inside the church its:
“that is sister margret’s daughter. you know she has a past right? married men girl. mm hmm.”
“why didn’t sam put money in for offering? he is not giving to the lord. don’t he know hell?”
“i just had to pray for sister denise. mm mmm. she slept with 5 men in one weekend and is pregnant. don’t know who the father is. poor girl. she told me in confidence, but the lord told me to share.”
“the lord told me it was okay to sleep with the pastor. he came to me in prayer and said the reason he doesn’t look at his wife is because they are not happy. the lord told me to sit and spin on his penis three times, look to the left, and bark like a dog and i will be the new first lady.”
i started to wonder…
Same story; different cast?
between my shower this morning,
and cooking scrambled eggs for breakfast,
i came to a random thought:
why does the gay lifestyle strongly remind me of the church?
i mean hell they both have the same formula.
a ton of lost people trying to find something/someone to worship.
i think if those church sanctified hoes knew they were just like messy gay men,
they may collapse and die.
maybe that’s why they all don’t have boyfriends?
in the house of the lord its god,
a black book,
or a flawed human on a stage.
in the gay lifestyle it’s either short,
or has a hole.
sometimes both depending on which way you swing.
in both platforms,
its seems like instead of coming together for the greater good,
we are all condemning each other for not being perfect.
hating each other because someone else doesn’t do what we do/have done.
in the lifestyle:
people who happen to be out hate others who choose to be private.
if you aren’t vers, you are some alien who needs to be captured and studied.
god forbid you are attracted to people who happen to be masculine…
“i mean he ain’t no top *as they flip their imaginary weave* he clearly takes dick. you should like me tho even tho i’m clearly not your type and proven to be a judgmental cock blocker…”
in the church:
every fuckin’ thing.
i’m starting to realize i don’t really fit in anywhere.
i tried the church,
but soon realized if you weren’t worshiping the pastor then you were odd.
if i wasn’t taken my money to fund his lifestyle,
i was the asshole.
in the lifestyle,
a majority of people are so messy and two faced that it reminded me of a girl’s locker room.
now that social media has taken over,
no one is safe from the verbal assault rifles that is outings and gossip.
i guess i’m just a boy in the world.
sitting back and watching all my popular peers go through bullshit for likes and followers.
i’m one who is “the misfit” and will blow your fuckin’ knee caps off if you violate my space.
i’m not a messy person,
i don’t want to be a star,
and i just want people to recognize me for my talents and what i bring to the table.
is that wrong?
i started to wonder about the lifestyle and the church.
are the pretty much the same?
they both spend so much time hating each other,
but they both have the same requirements to join.
you try to fit in tho…
and you get those feelings hurt real quick.
instead of church pews to gossip on,
it’s facebook statuses and Twitter dms to blast each other.
is it worth it to try an be popular?
should you just sit in the back,
look at all the drama,
and say “thank you jesus,
all i want is to be financially comfortable,
and have a couple dickheads in my life.
all while serving god in my own home.
again: is that so wrong?
it really seems like a foreign concept to many people.
so i had to ask…