apparently i’m too optimistic.
who woulda thunk?
i woke up to about 13 iMessages today on my phone,
from left,
who thinks that i’m not seeing the real side of life.
the one where white people are “crackas”,
everyone is out to get you,
it’s all about money and power,
and you are doomed if you aren’t rich.
that’s his biggest problem with me.
in his words:
“that’s jamari’s world and everyone just lives in it.”
all because i refuse to call white people “crackas”,
not manipulate and fuck people over for power,
and just keep the faith as i work towards my goals.
well what a fuckin’ disgusting man of a bitch i am.
i need to be shot on site then.

lowkey: someone may need to get read the riot act.
soon.
i been holding a lot of word vomit in for a while now.
 it’s time to throw it up.

cellphones.
the new laptop.
its now become our other limb.
the new part of our brains.
with the right apps,
your phone becomes a weapon of mass destruction.
personal assistant.
best friend.
college professor.
photographer.
gossip columnist for page six.
video game system.
you get the idea.
hell having access to google is dangerous enough.
i started to wonder about these little gadgets we can’t go anywhere without…

Are all your secrets in your phone?

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yesterday was a day of surprises.
one of the reasons i didn’t post anything.
let’s get into it…

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i am a hoarder.
that’s right.
i like to hoard things for the memories they provide.
that movie ticket with that wolf that gave me a good time.
the umbrella from my daiquiri to remember the fun times with friends.
that used condom from when a wolf blew my back out.
i’m totally kiddin on that last part.
yup.
i like to hoard these things to hold on to the “past”.
one thing i use to hoard was people.
holding on to what they use to bring,
rather than seeing that they don’t bring that same joy anymore.
i know you felt that one.
some of them just vanished.
others we had falling out.
then the ones who you see in public and they try to avoid you.
i still kept their numbers just in case.
just in case what tho?
so i had to ask…

Do you hoard people in your life?

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my baller wolves,
wolves,
hybrids,
foxes,
vixens.
those who want to make sure their secrets are protected.
i have written about non disclosure agreements before.
there are way too many evil hoes out here lookin’ for a come up.
see: kerry rhodes and his drama.
BUT have no fear because jamari fox is here…

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imagine scrolling through your timeline,
as a celeb and seeing:

“FUCK U!”
“YOU’RE IRRELEVANT!”
“I HOPE YOU DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH”

…sounds like something out of keri hilson’s mentions.
you want to @ reply:

“who the FUCK do think you talking too?”
“ya mama is muthafuckin’ bitch”
“where you @? let me come see you real quick.”
“FUCK YOU. exclamation point”

… but you know the media is watching.
it’s better to ignore anyway.
once you reply,
they won.
jimmy kimmel has a segment where celebs read their mean tweets.
well…

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