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Jahquel J.
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August 2 - August 4, 2025
Here’s to being bent over and told ‘lose that fucking attitude’
He held the side of my face and kissed my forehead. “Come here, let me get a look at you… my small little child has grown up… not stabbing nobody or nothing. Right, Stabby?”
I was wondering how Blaze would feel if I put his favorite rapper on a fucking shirt for fucking with what was mine? I chuckled to myself as I closed my eyes, prepared to sleep out here tonight because I needed to be alone.
“Well, my man got two jobs,” Alaia mocked Rochelle from the sitcom Everybody Hates Chris. I nudged her. “Baby, you just as delusional as your damn husband… that man is not a dentist or a pilot.” “Bouncer, guidance counselor, and he told Promise’s swim teacher that he’s a swim instructor,” Alaia couldn’t keep a straight face as she busted out laughing at her man’s shenanigans.
She would be forever five and the reality always hit me like a punch to the gut when I thought about it for too long. No matter how long she had been gone, it would always feel like I just lost her yesterday.
“Gods burn the faces of their enemies.” “The flames burn slow because the Gods are Inferno,”
“You have a cat?” “The little slut out back is kind of like mine,” he nonchalantly replied, like he didn’t call the cat a slut. “Um, what?” “She stay getting knocked up… letting them all fuck on her. I feed her and make sure she stays warm in the winter.”