you never know what other folks are really going through next door.
by next to you,
i mean the people we are close with.
we often act self absorbed like:
“Why aren’t they reaching out to me?”
“Why are they ignoring my calls/texts?”
“WHY? WHY? WHY?”
don’t get me wrong,
some folks are out here moving real funny.
be having some real shit going on.
a friend of mine taught me this yesterday…
many people don’t realize it’s illegal in many states.
what is revenge porn?
according to ( x wikipedia ):
Revenge porn or revenge pornography is the distribution of sexually explicit images or video of individuals without their permission. The sexually explicit images or video may be made by a partner of an intimate relationship with the knowledge and consent of the subject, or it may be made without his or her knowledge. The possession of the material may be used by the perpetrators to blackmail the subjects into performing other sex acts, to coerce them into continuing the relationship, or to punish them for ending the relationship.
you can get a fine and one to five years in jail.
not worth the drama.
i got a message on messenger from a dude i’m cool with.
It was him showering,
spreading his cheeks,
and fingering himself
why do we go back?
why do we turn around for the sequel?
maybe even sign on for a trilogy?
it was a question i was asking myself today.
as much as we expereinced so much hurt the first go round…
Why do we go back to those who aren’t good for us?
you have to ask yourself:
“What about your friends?”
the people you call “your friends”.
that title you attach to folks means a lot.
my version of being a friend might be different than others.
so i have to share something with the foxhole…
*the following is parental advisory.
explicit nonsense is ahead.
attentionistos/nistas will do anything for a laugh these days.
social media will have you out here selling your soul for likes.
a foxholer sent me a wolf who decided to prank a friend.
this is what he did…
Continue reading “Where The Nut Landed”
i’m the one folks go to when their parents get diagnosed with cancer.
i guess i can be a comfort of sorts.
“my parents died of cancer and all i got was this lousy t-shirt”.
one of my closest home vixen’s mother was diagnose with cancer yesterday…