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Yesterday, I pulled up at the red light anxiously waiting for the light to turn green trying to get to my dentist appointment. To the right of my vision, I could see the front end of a white Lexus pulling up at a high rate of speed. My first thought, another one of these youngsters... Continue Reading →
Tesia Feely wasn't always a big girl. Over the years of being in a verbally abusive relationship she seem to allow herself to binge eat when stressed out over bullshit. "This working out in the gym after work is not working for me for Sharon." "I feel like everybody in there is staring at me;... Continue Reading →
February 2, 2019; 6 o'clock. Me and my BFF's; Shari, Renee and Bonita decided to go to the cabins in the Georgia mountains this weekend, since we didn't have anything else to do and we all were single now. We all have boy toys to go to in a time of a sexual needs; but... Continue Reading →
Waddell Crosby wasn't your typical African American male with a college degree, tons of street smarts and loved by the ladies. He was the kind of man that a woman could love one night and call her best friend on other days; someone who would have your back and go to war with you whether... Continue Reading →
I truly didn't give a damn about telling the truth under oath; I raised my right hand with pride put left hand on the Bible and told God to forgive me silently as I close my eyes. I wanted to be picked as a juror as badly as I wanted to hit the lottery. I... Continue Reading →
Sitting at the bar having my usual shots of tequila. Mentally I'm exhausted from work and my home life seems to be a joggling act; trying to get my house sold. Not to mention I had to curse out my next door neighbor for allowing his deranged mutt to continuously shit on my lawn after... Continue Reading →
Deuce "Bird" Fletcher was a name the streets ran from, was a name that nobody wanted to cross paths with. His background spoke for itself; the outside of him look like a normal African American male that had his shit together and in order. He was clean-cut, always smell good; wearing the newest colonge, clothes... Continue Reading →
Working in corporate America is similar to a domestic violence victim covering her scars with make-up. Everyone has an untold story, some bad turned good; some good turned bad. No one watches the news for good news, news is watched with the intentions of something going terribly wrong. As I was writing this I thought... Continue Reading →
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