it feels like fewer people are using their brains these day,
but and isn’t it always easier to trap prey that isn’t paying attention?

those people don’t like you because you have money and access.
hell,
you could just be a warm and inviting person.
those jackals are just tolerating you and tbh:

they know you are going to fall eventually.

this is what ive been thinking about shannon sharpe.
in my head…

i haven’t been to an amusement park in quite some time.
i can’t even remember the last one i went to tbh.
i’ve been to a few fairs but i didn’t get on any rides.

reporting of rides having all kinds of failures and getting stuck turned me off heavy.

i don’t even know how i would have handled this:

just looking at that is giving me the heebie jeebies.
the following video of a ride failure in saudi arabia…

someone IRL hit me up the other day on some:

“okay jamari,
i need you to start watching love island so we can talk about it.”

…um?
who are they talking to?
the only thing i can tell/font you about “love island” is:

charlie was on it,
some season ago,
and even HE couldn’t get to watch a whole episode.

…unless it was like one of the overseas dating reality shows giving the goods.

not only do they give the goods but they give the leakage and non-fuckin’ too.
we will font about that later.
anyhoo,
i watched a clip to see jose “pepe” garcia from last season.
all i saw was:

playing basketball came in handy for him because…

i don’t know if this has always been a thing,
or maybe my allergies are turnt TF up today,
but the bananas i bought the other day smelled…

what if humiliation wasn’t the end of the road but the ticket in?
before we pledge a frat or soror (for the vixens who read),
they drag us through public embarrassment and being hazed first.
once we endure the humiliation?
doors swing open and connections stack like poker chips.
all you gotta say is you are part of one of the many frats/sorors and boom:

kim kardashian might be the accidental godmother of this rule.
her sex tape “leaked“,
constant ridicule,
and being a punchline but yet,
the public shaming got her to billionaire status.
she is the blueprint to all the narc selfies,
nudes/stroke resume leakages,
and maybe even the “influencer” trend.
lately,
i’ve come to the conclusion…

sometimes,
i ask myself:
what forest am i living in right now?
it’s seems like a combo platter of:

a) a dream
b) a whole other timeline
c) hell
d) God’s new vision for the unserious
e) all of the above

absolutely nothing makes sense anymore.
tbh,
i don’t nothing will ever be the same.
we are too far down this circus to come out the other side.
remember ^that vixen up there?
she is the one that put the gorilla glue in her hair?

her name is tessa and because we are in the forest of the unserious,
she is going to star in a movie about,
well…