Tag: life
Old Pussies Equals New Dicks
“what would you say if i was dating ____________?”
she showed me the picture on her phone.
“____________ looks like your type.”
hell looked like my type.
i didn’t want to say that out loud tho.
she didn’t know how i got down.
______ was tall,
dark,
and handsome.
i thought it was a baller wolf.
_________ wasn’t shirtless,
but you could tell there was a nice body underneath the suit.
she told me that they worked together.
job title: supervisor.
every vixen and fox working there was interested.
________ was interested in her tho.
so what was the issue?
“that was once a woman baby!”
oh yes.
i was picture cat fished…
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Come Here and Fuck My Juicy Hood Bussy Right Now
that ragga who posted that picture of the gun on his sis…
that really bothered me yesterday.
he got what we wanted tho.
j cole retweeted him plus he got a few followers in his attention whoring.
being extremely hood is “it”.
miley cyrus and these snow bunnies are takin’ twerkin to a new level.
rihanna and breezy wolf make “ratchet” look kinda cool.
they even got beyonce changing her tune.
you will be surprised how ghetto these stars are behind the scenes.
don’t let the media training fool you.
hood rats and their imposters are everywhere!
anyone with free wifi can access the internet on their computers and phones.
don’t even get me started on camera phones.
i started to wonder if being common is in?
are you taken more seriously when you are ghetto?
the white people are doing it so it’s cool now, right?
i’m sure all the ghetto females at my old job are still employed.
i had to ask…
Is life better as a hood rat?
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They Hate Me! They Really Really Hate Me!
i saw the following on tumblr and i had to post this.
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How The Past Can Come Back and Make You Say, “Oh Good Lord”.
going back to your past can bring closure or new beginnings.
all of us have doors we haven’t closed yet,
or ones that are half way open.
in some instances,
it’s best to pack up and move out the entire house completely.
it was a surprise to me when i saw someone from my past illuminate my phone.
i was completely in shock.
what was i in for?…
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#boom #crunch #splat (Fucked).
imagine being in a car.
any car.
it’s yours and you are driving.
it’s a beautiful day.
sun is out.
windows down.
wind blowing in your face.
you are driving to your next destination.
the next pit stop.
it’s been a long journey,
but you have enough gas to last a while.
stop sign.
you follow the rules of the road.
as soon as you pull off to get to the next street,
a pick up truck slams the fuck into you.
you = car.
the pick up truck = life.
the outcome….
Everything’s Different, Nothing’s Changed
people think i’m stuck up.
they say i look intimidating.
i can see that.
i went to bed last night with the last entry in my mind.
the comments got to me a little.
i didn’t feel offended,
but i had to look at myself and had to ask,
“is it me?”
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