okay so i thought it wasn’t ever going to happen.
i really didn’t.
i did not think i’d like august alsina.
i ain’t scared to admit.
i brushed him off as some ghetto chris brown/trey songs wannabe.
one who probably would only have one album,
a few mix tapes,
and the hook singer of every ratchet rapper.
i was sure he would be talking about hood rat sex,
black ‘n’ milds,
and pregnancy scares.
i also thought his fan club was 17 year old girls and the “light skin only” mafia.
don’t even get me started on that 106 and park incident.
yes i def prejudged him.
whatchu gonna do bout it?
well who knew i was actually going to like his music?…

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rihanna is one vixen who knows how to push the envelope.
this is just who rihanna is.
you either gon’ love it or hate it,
but rihanna gon’ do what she wants!
this is why her topless spread for french magazine,
“lui”,
is my vixen candy for today.
hell it gets better…
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that was the title of the email.
the ingredients must be kielbasa.
so an f-bi showed me this picture today while i was at work.
i drooled and nearly dropped my phone at the same time.
thanks f-bi.
humph.

banned fo’ life.
no participating in any nba activities.
2.5 million fine.
a commissioner who wants to SEE the clippers owned by someone else.
donald sterling is what you would call: cooked.
kudos to everyone who came together to get this slave master up and out.
god i love a good take down.
turns me on.

lowkey: i read the nba was gonna have some real ruckus if this slave owner wasn’t evicted.
the baller wolves was not playing with this one.

( x king james and the miami heat did their own protest )

i’m not perfect.
if you would asked me a week ago:
“would you mess with a wolf who happened to be married?”
….more than likely i would have said “yes”.
sure judge me all you want,
but i can admit to my inner ratchet hoe.
i have been in situations where ive had to make a moral decisions with wolves.
sadly i lost.
god was working on me.
i did have some good times tho.
don’t look at me like that.
anyway so right…
liar liar,
who i really should rename thotalina,
reminded me today why making a moral decision actually is the better one…
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i still love the “happy” song from pharrell.
it is one song on my “cheer up” playlist that gets me out of any funk.
well the song can make you soooooooooooooo happy that it could kill you.
no really…
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