a part of me wants to do that, but a part of me realizes I still have a lot of self-love to achieve. it’s the reason things went wrong in that relationship. I don’t really have any business letting anyone new into my life, regardless if it’s just sex or not. so, as much as I’d like to “fuck around”, I don’t have anyone to do that with. and I’m loving myself which is a job in & of itself
someone else said pretty much the same thing to me. I don’t know what to say about that… love makes things difficult & annoying & clouds sensible judgement. I haven’t found anyone that would do half the shit he did. so I can’t speak for what another man will or won’t do if no one else has proved it.
nah it’s way more complicated than that.. I don’t want to just fuck him. I’m in love with him & I wanna be with him but I don’t think he wants to be with me. well he does but not right now.. lol it’s just really complicated & hard to explain & I don’t really wanna talk about it. but we haven’t really spoken in like two weeks so I don’t think we’ll be casually fucking or getting back together. I really don’t know.
lmao no not at all, I don’t think “too personal” exists for me. it was my ex. we broke up a while ago but we were still fucking but I don’t think that’s gonna happen anymore so.. yeah.
I’m wondering where these anons came from.
I aint complaining tho.
taller than me, smart, soft lips, a nicely sized penis, tongue game of a God, knows how to deliver a good spanking, can make me laugh, keeps it 100 like myself, enjoys cuddling & kissing as much as I do, preferably chocolatey cause tbh I haven’t dated a lot of dark-skinned men & will let me come over whenever I want to give him head & make dinner for him.
maybe 3-4 weeks.
lmaooo I wish I had $1 for every time someone on anon offered that shit. why you anon if you tryna fuck?
Pharrell walks into the Cyrus household, where Miley leads him past an array of rooms until they reach a back chamber. In it, Kanye West and Lupe Fiasco await in ankle length, full collar leather coats. Kanye looks Pharrell in the eye, “I’d like to talk to you about the New Black Initiative.”
Pharrell looks around astounded, finally his years of self hate have paid off. “How long have you been watching me,” he asks nervously. Kanye looks Pharrell deep in the eyes, “We have always been here, since even before the “black women don’t like me because I like anime so I’m going to go to Japan, niggas. Since before Lionel Richie left his wife for that white woman. We failed with the Nelly and Tim McGraw collab, we need you P.” *Kim Kardashian emerges from the shadow carrying the Arbies hat. “This will allow me to assume control of your responses, and bring out your full New Black potential.” Pharrell takes the hat, everything goes dark, in the muffled distance he can hear Lupe Fiasco writing rhymes about child soldiers in the Congo wearing leather jogging pants. The time has come.
" i want a 6’3 boy "
bitch you need a job
have a seat
men have preferences out the ass
"i want a girl with big boobs, thick thighs, a big ass, a tiny waist, long hair, no makeup, preferably a mix a mix between beyonce and a kardashian"
a woman has a preference, yet suddenly she’s an unemployed bitch
fuck outta here with this bullshit this post is trash
"I’m not mixed, I’m New Black."