i know we ain’t talking but ima add you to my life insurance policy just in case

I can smell this picture.

it’s no secret that males with money pay for companionship.
they skip to the front of the line and head straight into VIP.
there are some who use their money to be predatory,
but there are others who are genuinely looking to purchase connections.
i’ve heard stories of rich males who pay for more than sex.
they actually drop dollars for intimacy.
they’ll hire an escort to have dinner and talk.
no sex on the menu.
they are lonely,
can’t trust everyone,
and it’s easier to purchase loyalty.
i know what you’re thinking.

Well,
shit,
I’m available.

…but that is the thing about males who are in a higher tax bracket.
THEY pick who they’ll drop dollars on.
sometimes they pick good and other times
well,
everyone meet datari austin.

he makes so much bank that…

He was going as far as to put this male,
who goes by @_tbrl_mkr_,
on his life insurance.

 
 
 
 
 
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you know you got bragging rights when you can say/font:

“Yeah and a dude wanted to put me on his life insurance,
bitch!”

this story took another turn in a way that The Foxhole loves:

and it had gays far and wide confused,
intrigued,

and wanting to tighten up to get up on someone life insurance:

im here to font that ya’ll are late.
white vixens have been on this type of time for decades.
look up “anna nicole smith“:

some people fuck for sport; others fuck for purpose.

i mean we don’t know the bts of this situation.

Datari is NOT his husband to be putting a random on his life insurance.
I’d be sus on that
HEAVY.

for the audience,
especially during this climate,
we envy seeing big money being given away off handsome facials and nice bawdies.
in my head,
some males with money are so busy trying to buy you:

They remind you they don’t have any kind of sex appeal,
excitement,
confidence,
or are hella desperate.

sometimes,
that “i’m just a nice guy” can actually be a jackal or hyena in the making.
next thing you know,
you’re being forced to eat shit.
other times,
they are fuckin’ boring and have nothing else to offer than money.
they can buy everything BUT a personality.
so yeah,
it’s easy to judge when we’re not in the situation but you know what they say:

All money ain’t good money.

sometimes,
easy money means a harder sacrifice.

lowkey: my legit partner/husband is only adding me to his life insurance.

1 thought on “i know we ain’t talking but ima add you to my life insurance policy just in case

  1. At first this one had me scratching my head, but I do think this is far more complicated than it appears to be on the surface.

    What if you are truly alone and don’t have true next of kin, who do you leave your money and assets to when you pass away? The interesting thing about the Datari Austin situation is that if you notice the insurance policy, he’s talking about is an employer-based policy, which means that it’s almost close to free money (only a couple of dollars out of your paycheck). I kind of get where he’s coming from even though he has a sister (but maybe they’re not that close), but I’m not sure you necessarily tell the Ex that you did because the insurance company will find them for you.

    I think we need to start having deep conversations about what comes next and do we have any obligation to make life many a little better for those that we leave behind.

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