she came here to make it from down south.
she came up here to help her triflin ass family from what i remember.
we met at my past job and we clicked instantly.
after all she did for her triflin ass family,
they kicked her out and she was homeless.
her baby daddy wasn’t shit either.
she tried to live at him,
but it was hell.
she ended up having to go to a homeless shelter,
where someone stole most of her stuff one day.
i remember having to console her because she was crying uncontrollably.
“it’s not fair.”
that’s all i remember her saying as she weeped.
she was determined to make “new yawk” work with her baby tho.
i told her don’t stay here to suffer.
we lost touch after leaving that job,
but we recently re-connected.
i just looked at her socials…
how ironic yesterday i watched one of my favorite movies,
set it off.
that movie gets me in my feelings every time i watch it.
one of the last black movies that really did heavy character development.
as i was watching,
i said to myself how all of these leading vixens are all so different now.
today i see these new pictures of big sis queen latifah
at the ny ballet spring gala.
every year we can expect a beyonce take over.
she goes hard for the entire year until she feels it is time to stop.
the other singers probably thank their lucky stars.
2013 is the year she regains steam again.
she has the super bowl coming up,
a new album,
and other stuff to make us sick of her by mid may.
her first stop is up and coming gq for february…