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Here’s to being fucked and loving books. Or being fucked while reading books…
“I tune people out and have been doing it since I was a child. It has always been easy for me to become lost in a book, especially when it’s a good book.”
“Block Wives of Atlanta by Sevyn McCray.”
“Sometimes losing people isn’t that bad. It propels us to where we need to be. People can hold us back without us even realizing the shit.”
“Nah, don’t be shy now… what you be reading about?” “Fucking,”
“Nah, I like to do the spicy shit that you be reading about in books.”
“Cry on my shoulder… burden me with your tears because I can tell it’s not something you do often. Allow me to hold you because you don’t want anyone else to hold you. Give me that.”
He handed him the key fob, and my father’s head shot up. “A fucking Bentley… the fuck do you do?”
She was a part of me now, and now I needed her Social Security number so I could add her to my health insurance. Needed them teeth strong, so when I slid her back onto this dick her teeth could take it.
“You said you hate your fucking brother and want him to die… shit fucked up.”
“Stupid Toni Braxton contractions,”
“You could give the nigga the world, and he’d still want another planet. This not on you, Bleu… you were perfect.”
Stevie was Wanda. Menace was Mitchell. Now I had to deal with Dennis. Who the fuck was Dennis, and why were they calling this baby that?
“God cover him and help him overcome the things he doesn’t speak about. Let him know that my intentions are pure and the love I’m feeling is real. Amen.”
Nobody is taking their time to create art anymore, painting the picture through words… everybody chasing trends.”
“Any art you create is such a delicate labor of love.
“Chill on the baby, my boy…. Say happy birthday and keep that shit respectful.”
“Her name Navy… cut those nicknames out, too.”
This was what she wanted, and I was her dream come true. It felt so good knowing that my parents had wanted and prayed for me. Every child coming into this world should have felt wanted and loved.
“Nothing like that… we’re in love.” “I’m in love with microwave dinners, I get it.”
“I remember when you used to play in dirt, and I used to look at you and never understood. Moms even had us take a picture in the dirt and I shoved you away from me. You fell back and hit your head. I’m sorry for that because I can see how you’re dealing with it as an adult.”
“Childbirth is the closest thing to death a woman experiences. I like death, live for death, but for the first time death scared me. It involved Wonder, and I didn’t like that shit.”

