Lucid Dreams

by Ladii Nesha

“If you boys don’t remember anything, I want you to remember two heads are better than one. You were born together. No one knows how deep the love and loyalty runs between twins, but I do. I know you two feed off each other energy. I know you can talk without using your voice. That’s power. You keep that and remember it’s you two vs. the world. Forever.”

“If a nigga telling you that you don’t mean shit to him, believe it. Don’t be one of those dumb ass females that thinks if a nigga is mean he’s in love with you or some shit. I can promise you this is not that.”

“I’m saying listen to your body. If it doesn’t feel right, it’s not. There’s no need to talk it out with anyone. That small talk bullshit leaves room for persuasion. Energy is everything. If it doesn’t feel good, it’s not.”

“You know relationships are work, whether it's friends or partners. Not everyone is willing to do the work. If she’s harboring some ill feelings and then started hanging with a bitch that obviously has a problem with you, she was never your friend. At the end of the day fuck her.”

“So I'm gay because I care about how I look?” Dai snorted. She wasn’t calling him anything he hadn’t been called before, but it still bothered him. Dai really wanted to know what society's definition of gay was because surely the wires got crossed somewhere. He lived in a world where a well-groomed man who took pride in his appearance was considered gay.

Teaaaaaaa!!!!!

“I can’t see,” Aaron cried. “Then call Stevie Wonder for tips, but you gotta go.”

When you see my best friend, you’re going to do what?” “Nothing.” “Yea, that’s what the fuck I know. You weak ass bitches kill me. Y’all in a club full of niggas, but my friend is the topic of your conversation. I’m not surprised though, because weak hoes always bond over their hate for another bitch. I’d advise y’all to keep her name out of your mouth because these hands have a mind of their own.”