Crissle:Anyway, congratulations, Kim. You're no longer married to someone and pregnant by someone else.
Dustin:Good for you!
Dustin:Now you can go live a miserable life with Kanye, who I know we've all seen those pictures, and it was so funny because like, I-- I saw him earlier today in the shots of him and Kim in New York City this weekend.
Kid Fury:Yeah, I was just about to mention that.
Dustin:And he always-- I'm sorry.
Kid Fury:No, go ahead.
Dustin:But he always looks like he just-- like something bad just happened. Like he just got a fucking like, parking ticket or some-- like, he always looks like--
Kid Fury:When he's with her.
Crissle:Yeah; when he's with her, he looks miserable.
Kid Fury:'Cause you saw those pictures of him the same day with Jay-Z, and he looked gleeful as every gay fuck.
Crissle:Maybe Donda is haunting him. Like, every time Kim comes around, Donda always pops in his head like, "Watchu impregnate that white bitch for?"
Hidden Thoughts Within My Tumblr That No One Reads
At ungodly hours of the night, aint much to wander the mind. Im looking through my past with the biggest microscope, and looking at all the mistakes. The deepest parts of me know I wasted a lot of time last year. I don’t want to make those mistakes again. I want to stick to my plans and not get detoured by the prettiest smile, with a promise of nothing. I am at a crossroads. A crossroads most of us meet at 30. I didn’t meet it a 30 cuz I knew what I wanted. Well things changed and now its time to figure out my life as it stand and change it. I lost lots of peeps in the past 9 months.
Im not tripping. In fact, I feel lighter. Free. I don’t need a lot of things to survive. Unnecessary ppl #1 on that list. As they say, someone’s rejection is God’s protection. We got to remember that from time to time. In the next year, all I got is me. I am my own protector and BFF. All I got. I will be away and I won’t have anyone to call to help or talk to really. Its a working vacay from my world. i want to regroup. Get solid. Get stronger and save. Most importantly. After Bootcamp, I came back ready for more. I still have that desire for more. I thought I found it, but I didn’t. That desire is still strong within. I must quint this thirst. This world is too wide to be stuck on what goes on in my local city. There is more.
And I must find it.
Ps. Its ok to feel sometimes. Just hurry back to business
“I never thought lesbianism would be the image of black women but it seems like it is. How can someone even take her seriously just by looking at her. How can you ladies even look at her as a representative image of yourself and what you believe. I never thought black women would degenerate into this and actively embrace it. This sickens me. Ladies please wake up. There’s plenty of us single straight black men who still love you and want to marry you and build black families with you. I am one of those men. Please stop supporting this lesbianism and being lesbian. You’re much more beautiful than that. I love you ladies and many of us black men still do. -”—why you shouldnt read comments (via howtobeterrell)
The Eff? Because being a lesbian automatically means that you settled because a black man wouldn’t love you?????