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Nothing in life is for free. Everything we do has a price tag and once you purchase it ; you either enjoy it or return it; but once it happens it can't be erased, forgotten or replaced without determining the value of it. The only happy ending of love, is love that never ends. "Until... Continue Reading →
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Last night in my new home in Buckhead, LeAnna asked me if she was an option or a priority? I almost choked on the lemon pepper wings I was eating from Atlanta Best Wings. Not that I didn't have the answer to her question, but the shit was out of the blue and caught me... Continue Reading →
In Washington DC; on H street avenue. I'm on the eleventh floor of the Pod DC hotel in Chinatown. It's 4 am in the morning you can hear the sirens every 15 mins racing throughout the intersections, metro buses engines roaring and voices conversing as if it was rush hour. Not too different from the... Continue Reading →
Last night Strawberri got a little tipsy over the two bottles of wine we shared. Well Strawberri; that's her nickname; she was born Monique Cambridge. I call her that because she tastes so sweet and juicy; like a fresh Oklahoma Strawberry. A true freak in the bedroom but a very intelligent woman works hard. We're... Continue Reading →
Never mix love with lust. A successful love life is just as good as being rich, but I would rather be poor than in lust. A wolf in sheep clothing, hidden behind the make up , eyeliner and permanent tattooed eyebrows. They say never trust a big butt and a smile or a woman who... Continue Reading →
Fool me once shame on you but to fool me twice shame on me. Giving your heart to someone cold hearted is a task when they continuously show you that you mean nothing to them. Its funny how someone would stay with a person that disrespect them but disrespect the person that's trying to build... Continue Reading →
I knew when I walked in and saw two wine glasses in the sink, that the atmosphere would have a scent of foul play. Coleman's favorite bottle of wine was empty, and in the trash can. I guess he didn't think I would notice it. I notice everything, I'm always scanning his house when I'm... Continue Reading →
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