FOXMAIL

Now of recent i have started to see the mortality of my cakes it not always gonna be super tight. So my cake has value and i am treating it as such. I meet a guy at school after the usual flirt flirt retarded game he approached me to come over to his place. I was as always blunt and ask wtf for, “now the negro was fine”, he would tell me he wanna fuck me i did a mental double take “huh what did he just say”. I started to laugh was like he tripping but then he said it again. well my laugh ended and i politely informed him i dont move like that he asked why i was up front and i let him know he did not have the decency to invite me to a movie and dinner he then reply he did not know i like bitch treatment huh a movie and meal makes me a bitch really thought they call those dates. I was like cake not for free he then say oh so i really a gold digger. really jamari me a gold digger cause i aspire to be more that a warm whole for you to punch holes in. So my question is why is these wolfs think that our cakes could be used, abused and thrown away at their whim?

MY ANSWER…

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the things you find on these sex sites.
one of my faithful f-bi sent me this…
…and let’s just say i’m sure someone reading may hit this add up.

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i don’t think a face this pretty could do jail time.
do you know what they do to you in jail when you look like that?
i’m sure he can fight them off tho.
this is why he is in trouble in the first place.

rob evans is wanted.
so anyone of you who have him hiding in your butt cheeks,
or his,
please hand him over to the police…

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would you let miguel own your cupcakes?
would you let him lick your cream filling off?
well, he wants to own that pussy…

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her father, joe simpson, supposedly came out the closet.
and right before thanksgiving too?
damn.
she is about to eat that entire table…

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i couldn’t sleep.

it didn’t help that i read the 40+ comments to that last entry as they came in.
the whole night i thought about the rapper.
i thought about things he told me and things he spoke about.
i thought his life, his decisions, and his outcome.
as big as his list is,
his life isn’t where he needs it to be.
he is still trying to be taking seriously as a rapper.
he never had a serious job in his life.
how he makes money is a mystery.
he got frustrated over something trivial.
not to mention, he came in and dropped his coat on the floor.
no apartment or car.
i felt like i was in high school again.
after school.
he was the “pre baller wolf that came over to get tutored“.
i was the “geek who sat in the front of the class“.
he seems to just be going through life without a solid plan.
he is not a “man”.
my “man”.
he has actually dated a couple foxes in the past.
hell, i watched him fuck one’s brains out raw like it was a top rated myvidster flick.

“oh daddy! oh shit nigga! i love this dick!”
“________________” – no reply from him.

his pipe did the replying and judging from how he fucked him,
it loved him….

hard.

(lowkey: his ex is FINE as hell.
caramel, nice body, and looks like something being reblogged on tumblr.
hell, he could be on tumblr….)

but, i had to wonder what “dated” meant to him exactly?
was it someone he was having consistent sex with?
someone with a fat ass that was “his“?
did they even have a conversation?
one thing he told me yesterday:

“jamari, i like you because you listen to me.”

is this new to him?
in a world where sex is easy,
people cum and go,
and you are only as good as your last fuck i started to wonder…

Are we just a “number“?

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