sex with strangers.

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I'm all for the fun and freak nasty (to some extent) but a.Why is this woman busting it wide open for these stranger muhfkas? b. Why are there not 1, not 2, but 3 participants in this mess? c. Where the fuck is this because I would never date a man from this state?

UGHHHHHHH! I am just so disgusted with life right now. This is such a sad era.

That woman probably had the most disturbed childhood. And men, yall just nasty! UGH! this makes me want to brush my own fucking teeth again this morning. Please people raise your children right! Do you see what is wrong with our society? Get it together by the time you plant seeds.

define rachet:

quickie.

Ima type this shit up real quick and then Ima get back to my homework.

Things for this past month have been on the up and up for me... which is good. It's a new semester. Rent is paid. I got to buy myself some nice late christmas gifts (32g itouch [i've been planning my savings for that since nov.] some sneakers [despite how much I claim I don't wear them anymore] the spizikes, and since i got my refund check also *cha-ching* I just went hog wild and got flu games too).

I jailbroke my ipod and now I get to put things like weed backgrounds on it ;] Yahoozie!

Me and mommy are straight. Every situation I have with every nigga that I talk to right now is good. So I'm a happy camper.

I didn't stop smoking.

I got blasted drunk last night and we had a mini-party where apparently I kissed this white guys stomach who had a huge lion head tatt covering the whole thing. *shrugs*
(I lowkey like white guys though so this doesn't actually surprise me, one bit.)

And errumm... that's enough shameful admissions for one day.

Me and my roommate just had an argument because she put my clothes on top of the washer instead of putting them into the dryer or at least saying something like an ol' ignant ass. I don't leave my clothes in the washer like that but my mom needed me to do something for her so I dropped what I was doing.

Idk.. I'm trying to grow as a person and see the error in my ways more but I just don't see how I'm wrong for expecting someone to speak up or be a little selfless.

And that about sums up everything.

I would post a pic but that's mad work to upload and blahh blahh blahh... Maybe nxt time.

get gully.

I hate to say I told ya' so but I knew this was gonna happen:

So my roommate and I almost fought yesterday. We had just left the club where her nagging ass was complaining the whole time about how bored she was and yadda yadda. I actually felt bad because, at one point, she even went outside to sit by herself while me and my other roommate danced but I guess she feels a little insecure because at 6'4" she stands out towers over most dudes.

BUT ANYWAYS, We get in the car and I'm like "Well did you dance in high school?" and she's like "We usually would just dance in a circle." So I'm like hmmm... "Like old people?" Yeah it was a little joke but it wasn't that serious. Then she goes on about how her grandma practically raised her and she "grew up with morals and values she she doesn't grind on dudes."

And I'm thinking to myself like... THE FUCK SHE TRYNA SAY, I DON'T HAVE MORALS?

So I keep my cool and bypass the insinuation, all the while, try to ration with her and tell her that most grandmas would say that kind of dancing is inappropriate because of the generational difference.

SO (here goes the drama) she goes on to say that:

• I always have something to say about somebody/something.
• I speak to people too aggressively.
  
• I am "a fucking bully."
• I think I can talk to anybody how I want because I'm from Jersey.
• I am "a disrespectful ass bitch."
• I am mean as hell.
• I need to humble myself.
  

ALL THE WHILE SCREAMING THIS SHIT @ ME ON THE WAY HOME WHILE OUR OTHER ROOMIE'S DRIVING.

OK... now.... *deep breath*.......

When I say it took EVERY OUNCE OF MY ENTIRE fucking inner-being not to haul off and punch this bitch in the back of her head, I MEAN THAT SHIT.

Calling me out of my name alone is means for a curb stomp but shorty really tried to go in on me.

Mind you she is in my face all day everyday asking me what I'm doing or asking me why I say certain words the way that I do, trying to mimic the way I talk, doing little bothersome shit that like... little sisters do to their big sisters. (I can't think of a better description.)

AND we had a fucking house meeting last wk on some bullshit yet I was basically the only one who spoke about my issues.

I told them then, "If you have a problem with anything that I do you need to open your mouths because problems won't get solved if you don't say anything," and I told them, "be real with me because I don't respect people who don't keep it 100."

I also don't understand how the fuck a grown ass woman, who's 6'4 can feel bullied by an equally grown woman who is 5'3. That shit is ironic as hell and it just don't make sense.
As far as me speaking aggressively, it may be my dialect or accent or whatever or the cultural differences but I really don't know what the fuck she's talking about. Nor do I plan on finding out because I've been who I am since May 16, 1990 and will not be changing who I am 19 yrs later for one lonely soul. And that Jersey statement just made her sound like a pussy.

Last but not least.
These are the only conditions under which I would need to humble myself:
1. When speaking to my mother; she birthed me.
2. When speaking to an elder; it is respectful.
3. (To an extent) In situations with my man; dick is a powerful thing.
4. When speaking to my boss; he writes the check.

Any situation other than the above do not call for me to "humble myself" because motherfucker I'm grown.

And so I went off on her something ill because... bitch, who the fuck you think you are? And it didn't stop until we got home. We argued, threw the b-word around and shit until we got home. My other poor roommate didn't even say a word. And also she basically asked if I was moving out or she and I told her "I'm not going no where."

So idk what's gonna happen now but shit, all is said and done. I really think she has some sort of underlying issue with who I am and my personality and it all just came out but shit I never change. If I changed myself to accommodate those who had a problem with who I am, I would never know the real me.

And I am also very proud of myself because I truly feel like I am growing into an adult. Had this confrontation happened 2 yrs ago I would've been on the shoulder of the highway fighting like she hurt my mother (that's the thought that used to get me hype in my head back in school).

I'll keep yous updated on everything.

some "nigga shit."

Although the OVERALL issue of dark skin v. light skin, may have unknowingly affected the way someone perceived me, they have never directly told me and I have never heard of it so I don't really know what other chicks go through with being told about their skin color.

Maybe because I ride that line in the middle. I'm, by no means, light skinned and yet would not be considered dark skinned. I am a self-proclaimed brown skinned person. I'm lighter than hot chocolate but darker than coffee with cream. I'm darker than a brown paper bag but lighter than mahogany. But when summer hits I'm deep, dark brown and I loooove that too.

However, shit like this disgusts me about OUR PEOPLE AS A WHOLE!





I'm not one of those people who believe that anyone's wrong for their personal preference because to keep it 100, I LOVE ME A CHOCOLATE, SMOOTH BODY man. GOTDAMN!

Here goes the nitty-gritty: Chocolate men have a presence. Often times darker skinned men have a more even complection. My thought when I see a sexy dark skinned man is that he can give me that good-good, talk to me dirty, and his sweat tastes like cinnamon. And don't let him have a ill body, too! Then it's a done deal. Often when I look at (tanless) light skinned men I see the color of raw chicken. SRY!

All in all, I've had my share of light and dark men. My last and most serious boyfriend was mixed and light skinned and I loved when he had a tan because that shit just made him look yummy. And my last boothang was lightskinned and sexy as all hell.

OK I'm rambling...

Point is, this shit has got to go. This is no longer a debate, black people. It is WHAT IT FUCKING IS! I prefer dark skinned and Joe Blow probably love him some LSLH. WHO THE FUCK CARES ANYMORE?!

I believe that the main issue is people think "Who the fuck are you to like something that you're not?" That's what it seems like. Like, you have some nerve liking blasian, blaxican or dominigga bitches when you're a dark skinned nigga. But get over it! That shit is done! But if you have self-hatred and don't like dark skinned or light skinned men/women because you have identitiy issues or a problem with who you are, get that shit checked out, pronto!