Sex and The Southern Belle

Being happy shouldn't be this hard. I've committed myself to grabbing life by the balls and going hard in the paint for the pursuit of happiness and blissfulness. Remember...the mantra is "Bliss is your Birthright" *sigh* But.... Just 2 months into these grandiose plans, they appear to be thwarted by some mystic figures I like to call Fate and Fuckery. Let's start with Fate, shall we? Fate is working my nerves. She's having a field day on my last black one that I possess. She's fucking with me on the job, making a mockery of the hard work I do. As soon as I feel 1 steps ahead, I get knocked down 2 steps. I feel like I'm drowning. I feel unappreciated but this is the fate I chose of being a worker/student. No one at work understands and no one at school realizes I'm doing the best I can. In under a pressure cooker ...boiling and festering. Speaking of school, I feel like a novice even going into the end of my 2nd year of PhD wor...

You interact me  feelings in continuum   just react to you You have done nothing to make me feel what I feel what I feel is you  I drink your praises   chased down with absolute truth Selah....yes...Selah This heart of mine bears secrets for you so deeply   buried in my soul Pussy isn't free but my pussy I'd give you  ever so freely I lick your dimples tongue feels hollows of your cheek in my hand you're hard  Sugar coated kiss placed at the nape of my neck  so I know it's real It's dark and stormy Just like the drink in your hand It matches my heart I swim in oceans pools of molasses and brown  the depths of your eyes I apologize  not with my words or phrases  With open, wet mouth I do disservice to your neglected, poor heart My kisses shall heal Introspective you Meeting Retrospective Me Brings us perspective It's getting so late But too early to clo...

The Roots.  Period. The single, most dopest RAP band that ever lived. What am I saying?? .They are the ONLY rap band that ever lived!! Formed in Philly back in the 90s with Ahmir "QuestLove" Thompson  and Tariq "Black Thought"  Trotter, at the helm, the Roots merge experimental jazz, hip hop and even a little soul to create their brand of funk. Before they becamse Jimmy Fallon's Alabama Porch Monkeys House band, they were putting out the dopest music ever.  Working with the likes of Jill Scott, a young, fresh faced Eve, and Cody Chestnutt, and even soul singers John Legend and Betty Wright,  the roots defy what it is to be "neo soul" or hip hop...  And they still are, Their album "Undun" has been in my Ipod rotation for a while... My fav song, aside from "Silent Treatment" and "You Got Me" (written by Jill Scott, performed w/ Erykah Badu) has to be their song "Break you Off" w/ Musiq. (Fun fact..D...

Hell naw. Fuck that. I dont want to be your girlfriend. I'm a grown ass woman With needs and desires I got curves and dips and hips Things beyond the teenage concept of this word. Girlfriend? Nah bruh... I'm not trying to be his Girl.. Or girlfriend. Fuck that. My age has transcended that. I'm trying to be your earth..your necessary feminine energy.  My pussy is a wave ocean of orgams. You'd drown in this... No...this isn't any girlfriend shit. You don't finger this in the back of a school bus In the lockeroom or hallways You bow down to the altar of woman hood On your knees Speaking in tounges. Cunningly This aint no girlfriend shit... Period Nope. Not trying to be a "girlfriend". No.  I wanna be the air you breathe. Your sunshine in the rain. I want to be the peace in your life. I want to be more than a girl who is your friend. Not your girlfriend. The reason your dick stays hard  and makes mornings bearable... The re...

Just wanted to tell you all that I appreciate the love you show me, especially when I bear my soul on here. You are my therapy . The blog is my release . It's just that simple. Ase'

*stolen from the blogger homie MoetwithMedusa  Thanks bruh!* I was teased relentlessly in school Teased about everything...but especially my hair and weight. I struggled with my weight for a really long time I tried to be bulimic...until I realized I liked the taste of food I'm still trying to be a video vixen body with a Condi Rice brain... I hate to waste money But I shop sometimes to fill a void I text because I hate the sound of my voice I get really angry when I feel like no one is listening or valuing what I say I tried to commit suicide when I was 21 It was over some bullshit My dad was mostly mad about the hospital bill My dad is a source of a lot of pain Speaking of which..he still brings up the money he "wasted" on a wedding reception. But...surprisingly...we're getting better. Yet I resent my mother for staying I lie about how many "siblings" I have because honestly I don't know I'm a fantastic artist and painter but n...