“Beyoncé’s [Coachella] performance was better than any performance Michael Jackson ever did.” –Chance the Rapper praises Beyoncé during his commencement speech at Dillard University pic.twitter.com/l2CGIlKSKI — Rap-Up (@RapUp) May 12, 2018 (WENN) We respect Chance The Rapper and his opinion, but folks never said “Michael Jackson was a better performer than Marvin Gaye or Sammy…
Again, I was the only one trying to build a genuine relationship with this woman. All she had was ulterior motives, and all she gave me was bullshit, and guilt trips. I don’t even know why I keep trying to fix it. I must be out of my damn head. I know one things for sure. This is the last round. Game over.
These men make my soul itch with this bullshit. I can’t say I’m officially tired because I’ve been tired. They don’t know how to act right, be vulnerable and share feelings, or share anything for that matter. They expect all that shit from you though. Folks wonder why I don’t mess with anyone. Grown ass men playing games. Grown ass men keeping secrets. Grown ass men expecting things and making themselves exempt from such things. I get this question all the time. Leyla why are you single? Why don’t you bring someone to functions? Why this and why that? I’M TOO GOOD FOR THIS BULLSHIT. I’M TOO OLD TO PLAY GAMES. I’m over this shit, entirely. Rant over.
I keep seeing this meme of this idiot ranting and raving about eating off paper plates, all over the net. Now, in my head I’m like, am I really reading this bullshit??? I had to do a double take. You entitled penis wavers can take your bs logic and shove it. 😳😳😳 These fools kill me. A lot of women wash their dirty ass clothes, clean the damn house, chase kids, cook, run a billion errands, work a full-time job, and let us not forget a mother is on the job 24/7. This fool is bitching about paper plates. He can eat off the floor. How about that???? I can’t stand unappreciative people. She could have told his punk ass to go get take out. I bet this ass don’t ever wash dishes either. FOH. Y’all want to be treated like kings, behave like kings.
There are three things I don’t trust. The things people say these days, teenagers, & 70 degree weather in February. I’m currently sitting in a coffee shop trying not to strangle a teenager. He doesn’t seem to understand that 5’1, a back pack, and a pair of Adidas does not mean I’m one of them. I absolutely think it’s cute that I still get carded, and people think I’m a super young person. However, this can be extremely annoying at times. Mom calls it my blessing and my curse. The highlight of chilling in a coffee shop is people watching, hot cop spotting, and of course coffee. All of this gives me ideas for short stories. I think that’s what I’ll be writing for a while anyway. Eh I’m currently contemplating another cup of coffee, as the music plays.
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