(F*ck Your Glycolic Acid) Bow Wow Gives Us His Tip For Younger Looking Skin!

like i said on twitter,
shad moss aka bow wow entertains me with the shenanigans.
if he doesn’t sell another record,
he has a job in comedy and foolishness.
so bow wow gave his secret on staying young.
he’s 31 now,
but he legit hasn’t aged.
this is what he does via his twitter
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f0xmail: Should I Dump Him After Our “Good Sex”? Help!?



I need advice.
I’m gay and I’m dating my first boyfriend. I think he’s cheating. We’ve been dating five months. It’s driving me insane.

We met at a community service organization. We, just started talking one-night at a social event. A few weeks later, we made the beast with two backs. I just wanted, good-sex, however, he said he wanted to be my boyfriend and I agreed. It’s been an up and down battle with this relationship. He doesn’t have a car and grew up with a troubled family background, so he catch’s rides to and from work, which is common in this area. I don’t mind driving him to and from work every now and then. He chips in, gas money every now and then which I appreciate; however, I still felt a bit used a times, like I was only good for a ride.

The relationship initially was strong. He used to just kiss me all the time. Then it completely dwindled and he claimed it was because I told, him one night his breath smelled a bit and he became self-conscious. We’ve continued to have incidents that have been etchy-sketchy. I made dinner for him one night, he said he’d be their in 10-15 minutes. Three hours still not there, so I came by his house and his excuse was he’d been douching for hours to, make sure he didn’t paint my penis. He got defensive when, I addressed it. He declared, I was calling him a liar. I let it go and moved on.

His ex is a whore, whose repeatedly tried to sleep with him on multiple occasions.
He told me his friend has being trying to sleep with him and he know’s we’re together. I feel like, I’m trying to fight a losing-battle. That common-decency doesn’t exist and it doesn’t deter people from sleeping with someone in a romantic relationship.

The tipping-point was Monday. He called me, we talked he put me on hold because he had another caller. Then we continued, to talk and I heard the sound of a man moaning, in the middle of the conversation. I stopped everything. He completely changed the subject of the conversation to—how was my day? I asked about it and he’s offered me multiple excuses. First it was I didn’t hear it. Then it was, he was walking there are car’s passing by. Third it was he made the sound himself mimicking the noise I make when I’m excited. Then, it was it wasn’t a moan I heard.

1) Obviously he heard, it. He acknowledged it afterward.
2) I heard no cars passing by.
3) I’ve never made a sexual moaning sound in excitement in a public forum.
4) Who the Fuck moans in public, when there walking?
5) I know what I heard, that shit was an intense sexual moan.

I immediately, told him it was over the same, day. Tuesday and Wednesday he cried, pleaded and incessantly texted me to take him back. I told him, that I wouldn’t take him back. He called me a selfish, horrible person. That I don’t think about anyone else but myself. I told him I was breaking up with him, due to the stress the relationship placed on me.

Wednesday night, I finally decided to have a talk with him about. I told him, it’s unfair to him and to me, to be in a relationship where, your partner doesn’t trust you. It’s unfair to have a partner that’s constantly suspicious of his actions and choices. I told him, I don’t trust him anymore. If you know, your telling me the truth, than we don’t need to be in this relationship. You’ll find someone who will trust you, because I don’t. He was a crying mess and he was choking on his tears, in the middle of the conversation.

He gave me another convoluted hog-washed excuse that doesn’t make any sense. That it didn’t register to him at first because, he has a slight hearing disability in one of his ears. That one ear hears, slower than the other. That he has a habit of mimicking the sounds other ppl make and apparently unbeknownst to me, I make an orgasmic sound, in public.

I made him swear, to god he didn’t cheat on me. I asked him to tell me the truth multiple times. He swore to god, on his family and his unborn children that he’s telling the truth. I don’t believe him. I don’t. But, I took him back. In order to rectify the relationship, I decided to make it an open relationship. He’ll have sex with whomever he needs to have sex with and my only request is that he’ll tell me and use condoms. I told him, we won’t have sex anymore beyond foreplay and we’ll focus on the romantic aspect of our relationship. He agreed to these terms, with a simple “Anything, to keep you as my boyfriend”.

I’ve had this conversation with multiple friends. The one conversation that still haunts me is my best friend telling me—“Deep down, you already know”. Am I stupid for taking him back? (Yes, I am why am I asking question’s I know the answer too) Do all men cheat? Am I being practical? As I guy, I get it that we all have urges and some of us have more control than others; however, I would never, sleep with someone else knowing how much it would, hurt the person I love. Am I being too suspicious?

–Dazed & Confused


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f0xmail: I Tore His Bunz Up, I’m Over It, But He Wants More! Help!


Hey Jamari,

Recently my biggest fantasy turned into my worst nightmare. For the last few months I have been crushing on this trainer at my gym. He is fine as hell! So fine that he should be plastered all over tumblr. I’m 6 ft so he is about 6ft 3, a redbone with few tattoos, big chest, big arms, and football player’s booty. Just like we like him. Anyway we speak every now and then, mostly about fitness. He gives me some tips since I’m too cheap to hire a trainer. I never had any awkward interactions with him like you do with Work wolf but my spider senses insisted he plays for the team.

Finally after following each other on IG I discover he has a Girlfriend! A white one at that. Boo! So I tossed my feelings aside and just called it an L. Well I was in the gym one day…on Jackd…don’t judge me. And I saw a chest pic that looked mighty familiar and close. It was him! Long story short after confirming he was bi curious we made plans to kick at his crib. I know don’t judge me. He is fine! So I did not give a fuck about fucking that lady’s boyfriend. Well the joke was on me. Jamari he went from str8/bi-curious to a power bottom real quick! Jamari I’m a bottom but I occasionally I top. When we met up I didn’t expect booty to be on the menu but he had an ASS out of this world. So I fucked the shit out of him.

The problem is now that I fucked him, he keeps blowing me up for some more dick. He says he used to messing with white guys but he loves chocolate because of me. I’m not gone lie I’m tempted because the booty was good but he has turned me alll the way off. Sending me ass pictures and videos of him smacking his ass in the middle of the day. I blocked him on my iphone but he just started hitting me up on Jackd. Honestly he’s a nice guy but I’m not interested anymore.

How do I tell this to him in a nice way?


(…oh and the following will be:

kinda not for “the straights”)
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I Turned Him Out With Good Food, Good Sex, Good Talk… and He Bought Me A House.

do you know when you are looking like an idiot?
i mean, we all know at some point when we are fucking up.
we let someone in our lives and that person becomes our “all”,
we lose our focus and end up in a very dark place.
we stop calling our friends.
family becomes pushed to the side.
everything becomes about “him”.
we start being him.
we start to lose ourselves.
we don’t even realize he is trying to play us.
you think you are doing good,
but this mofo was the worst thing to come in your life.
do you really know when you have completely gone from “doing well“…
to “damn homie! you was the man homie…!”?
i started to wonder…

Can some dick/cheeks really be bad for you?

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