Lessons From A Hidden Treasure: An Interlude

by Antoinette Sherell

a man’s actions revealed their true intentions, while words only revealed a man’s cunningness.

“A lie doesn’t care who tells it these days.

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I feed so many mouths, you gotta check in and make sure I ain’t starving, aight?”

“I’m the type he never told you about. The one that comes in and fucks up your life in the best way possible. The one that’s probably not good for yo ass, yet nothing but good shit comes out of fucking with him.”

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I bet you’d have less kids if it was more hand holding and less playing mommas and daddies.”

This is a FACT!

You have trauma, love, defeat… you have a story to tell, Pierre. Tell it on your terms, so you can control the narrative of what defines you.

“It’s okay to feel like you have nothing to lose, Pierre. You know why? That just means you have everything in the world to gain.

This hit home!

Some people may fuck with you, others may fuck you over, but the worst kind of people will do both if you let them.

PREACHHHHHHHHHHH

His eyes softened before he begged her, “Fix it, Bird.”

He was the highest of highs and the lowest of lows at once.

You’re just running out of stamina, but when you get your second wind, nobody will see you coming.

The thought of losing scares you, but the chance of winning scares you even more.

Yep!

“I’ve never met someone so unafraid to take a life, but terrified to truly live one.

This is how a lot of young black men are! 🥺

“Why the fuck you doing this to me?” he croaked, watching her wet pussy make his dick vanish with each bounce.

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“What am I doing?” “Making me fall harder for yo ass, knowing you won’t be here when I hit the ground.”