“5-3-8…7

denied.

damn.
hmm.

1-2-3-4

accepted.

this dumb ass...
aight let me see his private messages…
i gave him 3 benadryls so he gonna be sleep until tomorrow afternoon.
just as i thought!
this asshole.
ugh.”

i don’t want to be this person.
the:

“hackin’ my wolf’s phone to find out if he is cheatin’ on me.”

…person.
that person makes me break out in hives.
i usually judge that person in my head.

“if they know their wolf isn’t faithful,
what more proof is needed?

sometimes you can have all the proof and still need the “gut punch”.
you need to read the messages.
see the sexting.
your nose needs to inhale the bullshit.
straight.
no chaser.
so there you are…
screenshotting and emailing evidence to yourself.
sending messages to the hoes with a promise of an ass whoopin’.
why is the aggression directed at his ass?
why not drop him and realize our worth?
hmm.
at some point,
in the matters of love,
do we all become “that person”?
the one who has to stalk his social media accounts?
i had to wonder…

Can you see yourself hackin’ your man’s phone?
Continue reading “I Hacked His Phone and This Is What I Found” →

when my wolf cums,
we are going to visit many strip clubs across the country.
vixens only.
now don’t get me wrong,
i’d rather fuck a male stripper,
but i like to watch vixens dance.
here is why…
Continue reading “Daddy Take Me To A Strip Show” →

“the road to my happiness is paved in plastic.”
i just got home.
after that scene at the dog and pony show i call “my job” friday,
i decided to go and have some much retail therapy on saturday.
can i mention how every major store had sales today?
50 to 60% off.
lordt take me now!
i met up with one of my straight wolf friends who was going to be in soho.
i didn’t really spend too much.
150.
he outdid me.
  800.
something about seeing the words,
“thank you”,
after my purchase is rung up makes me have an orgasm.
so we both decided to have lunch,
his treat,
and talk about some recent events that ended up bothering me…
Continue reading “The Monster Within” →

there was a vixen i use to know.
how we became cool was actually a funny story.
so we met at a retail job i worked at couple years ago…
Continue reading “He Said, She Said, They Said, We All Said.” →

ive asked a few vixens how they feel when wolves holla at them on the street.

“i hate it.”
“its annoying.”
“i don’t stop for these pineapples.”
“what do i look like stopping for a pineapple in a car? a prostitute?”

i often wondered if i was a vixen,
would i like the attention?
in my head,
if the wolf was fine,
i mos def would stop and get his number.
most of the times,
as vixens put it,
the fine wolves don’t ask them for their numbers on the street.
well the following youtube video is a about a vixen,
with a fat ass,
walking the streets of new yawk for 10 hours.
well…
Continue reading “What Its Like To Be A Vixen Walking On The Street” →

now you all know how i feel about september.
oh you dunno who that is?
thats what i like to call august alsina’s ratchet alter ego.
september decided to bring some vixens on stage the other night in alabama.
they are currently on the testimony live tour.
august was going to seduce them with vocals.
well as august was singing,
september decided to give a vixen something pretty interesting…
Continue reading “Could August Alsina Bend Her Over Any Harder?” →