i want to say something,
but i don’t know how people will take it.
aah well i’ll say it anyway…
i was having a good convo with one of my homegirls just now.
we were talking about working in corporate and what a game it was.
i told her that if she wanted to see the blacks:
…then come right over to my job and observe for the day.
she cosigned that i can come and do the same as well.
i started telling her about this one black vixen at my job.
she will literally change her voice a couple octaves,
start flipping her hair,
and act like she was raised upstate in the suburbs.
this is only when she is around the whites.
“OMG VANESSA I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR DRESS GIRL!!!
WHERE DID YOU GET?
i told my homegirl the reason i’m so successful around white people
is because i don’t do alla that.
i’m just me.
what you see is what everyone will get.
my good days.
my sad days.
my moody days.
even let you into a glimpse of my ratchet side.
he is fun.
i love when he comes out to play.
i’m not perfect and i don’t pretend to be.
i think thats why people gravitate towards me.
i embrace all my awkwardness.
i learned a long time ago how to appeal to your audience.
a good fox learns to observe people.
i would never talk about “love and hiphop hollywood” to the snow animals.
i will talk about how i loved the movie “gone girl” tho.
which i did as i wrote a stellar entry about it.
one snow bunny gave me the book on loan to read.
she always asks me what i think of it,
even tho i haven’t started it yet.
don’t tell her.
the problem with some blacks is they feel they need to change.
its like we can’t handle the heat that comes with being “yourself”.
it happens a lot in the gay community as well.
the wolf says:
“i want a masculine fox who got blah blah blah and da da da…”
…but he fine and you want that “d”.
so you hit him as “a thug” and get no response.
he not even feeling you at all.
he goes and cuffs up the nearest jackal tho.
one who isn’t remotely close to what he wanted.
you are sitting there with your sagging jeans,
and a gun with no bullets wondering how you got to that point.
people fall in love with YOU.
your genuine self.
the person that you are when you around your close friends.
the nerd that you are.
the fact you have a ton of britney spears albums in your itunes.
i even see n sync.
you ain’t low.
if i was something i wasn’t,
then writing on this site would be fake.
everything i do here is who i am.
shit i admitted i liked taylor swift’s music with no fucks to give.
can’t be no more realer than that.
i will say i am shy in person tho.
especially if i’m attracted to you heavy.
well thats when i’m a real clumsy dumb ass.
so try to remember alla that.
hopefully someone understands and not get offended by it.