“well that dick ain’t gonna meet itself jamari.”
i love the people in my life.
that was the text discussion i was having with a fox last week.
i was ranting how i needed some pipe.
the type of pipe with a nice pair of these:
sittin’ just right.
sure it may not be “good dick” stroke wise,
but nothing wrong with a visual nut right?
last regular basic hybrid i gave a chance was a snore.
he fucked me to sleep.
oh that place.
how we always go back to social sites when the going gets… hard.
after downloading the app again,
i decided to try something different this time…
i just got an email about this industry wolf jackal here:
YOU CAN’T SIT AT THE FOXHOLE TABLE!
a place where the jock is worshiped,
the mean girls rule,
and the nerds are tortured.
social media has brought us right back to our classrooms.
learning life and the lessons that come along with it.
we aren’t passing notes in second period history,
but sending direct messages to people we think are cute.
if you have enough followers,
you have the power.
hell if you have a fat ass you are popular.
we have taken a sad turn.
i often wondered if life is just on big continuation after we graduate?
even in college,
there is still a social caste system we will probably never avoid.
i started to wonder…
Where do you fit in?
the american dollar has lost it’s value.
after all these antics in the government,
it has caused a decline in our worth.
everything worth having has declined also.
one thing that should NEVER decline?
your talents and value.
the other day,
i had something happen that reminded me my worth as a human being.
i’m NOT the fox to settle for less…
Isn’t that the face of an fine ass angel?
The voice of all that is sex.
Joe Budden is definitely an angel….
Well according to not 1, but 4 girlfriends, he is the devil incarnate.
What are we going to do with you, dude?
Do we need to tuck you in at night?