i usually don’t give a fuck what people think.
if i was a vixen, i’d probably be living in a brownstone with all my bills paid off.

sure my dms got leaked.
sure i been talking to a couple baller wolves.
sure i have some screen shots.
sure other bitches are hating.

story of the fast life.
this vixen obviously needs to find her balls….

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Do you judge a book by it’s cover?

I will admit that I do.

Some books just do not catch our interest at all.
Sometimes they just LOOK boring.
You have to take too much time to read the shit.
We are usually over it and move onto something else.
But, we will run to the pick up the books with a eye catching cover.
Maybe even because it looks like it won’t take long to read.
But, I am starting to realize that the books without the “extra” have the best stories.
You may even learn something new.
As humans with short attention spans,
anything worth the read is not worth the time these days.
Coming off to smart may actually repel; coming off too stupid attracts.
I had to wonder…

Should we just give some “books” a chance?

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We all have an Inner Hoe…

… and it seems to always emerge ESPECIALLY in this damn lifestyle!
Although I think some of you hoes lost the battle and just traded places.
I know a few that keep their Inner Hoes contained properly.
Only to let them out when we are about to have sex with their Wolves/the right ones.
Others, however, I have seen keeping theirs in their back pockets or even as their own Gods.
But, what if you aven’t had it in so long that your Inner Hoe is starting to rebel?
Do you find the nearest Bible and repent?
Or, do you keep Inner Hoe in a cage until you meet the right person to let loose on?

How well have you trained your Inner Hoe?

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These sad hoes today…

Won’t they ever learn to SHUT THE FAWK UP?
I don’t get it… I really don’t…

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THIS ENTRY GOES OUT TO MY HOES.

In the Concrete Forest, you can pretty much spot the hoe.
He will literally have a flashing red BLEEP over his head if you look carefully.
It says to other Wolves, “OPEN FOR BUSINESS”.
HOES are a 24 hour business, which sadly nowadays is FREE.
I remember when being a HOE was exclusive.
Only problem is, being a HOE is played out.
EVERYONE is striving to be a HOE.

HOES tend to be messy and do too much HOE shit that it ultimately catches them up.
Those are the BASIC HOES we won’t talk about.

Let’s talk about the UNDERCOVER HOES for a minute…

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Apparently the world has taken a dramatic shift in it’s main core.

Well humans have actually.
It seems these days that a sex tape means 100,000 followers automatically.

Use to be strippers who dated rappers are now getting talk shows and major endorsements.

and sucking the right dicks will have you on New York Best Seller List.

All while being a respectable human being puts you in a segregated dumpster.
The same dumpster the ho use to reside in… until they moved to 1200 Come Up on Easy Street.

Now, Jamari isn’t telling you to be  HO.
Sure, I say that if you are dating a Wolf, make sure his money is in order.
Who would want to date a broke man who can’t even afford a plastic cup to pee in?
BUT… I will tell you how being a bore and good two shoes can pretty much have you alone.
To catch a Wolf or a career by the toe…

Eenie Meeni Miny… Ho?

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