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Eventually the Big Dawg wants to be led…
No matter how fragile our relationship was, I was going to ride and protect my brother.
Hugs became further and further in the rearview, and you learned to adapt without them. Convinced yourself that you didn’t really love hugs anyway, knowing that somewhere, long ago, you loved affection.
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“Navy, are you saying I’m a weird ass bitch or something?”
Menace is that you?😂
“Don’t you wanna know why I need you?” “Nah. All I know is that you need me and I’m on my way…
🥹Gerald
“Look, I know you may look at me like a guidance counselor, but I’m also—” “Cappadonna, leave me the fuck alone,”
Here he go😂
It was the reason I sent my baby flowers every week. She was all work, and I wanted to be her reminder to stop and smell the roses. She was my rose, and a nigga couldn’t wait to stop and smell her.
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If you watched someone long enough, you learned the things they never told people.
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Women wanted men to be vulnerable, show their emotions and be open, but the minute a nigga showcased fear, hesitance, and didn’t know how to show those emotions, they were annoyed and ready to hop to the next dick.
Men deserved grace to fuck up, figure it out and then become whole for their women.
Meer never missed the opportunity to remind someone that he was married. The nigga was the loudest married man I knew.
One day, I woke up and realized just having a relationship wasn’t enough. Spending all my time alone wasn’t enough for me and I craved something. Someone.
I did become confused at times. Braylen asked me to spend the night at her house once, and I told her I needed to ask my mom. She softly reminded me that my mother was gone.
“I wanna love the shit out of her, Mens. Show her that all that weak shit she used to settle for was beneath her. I wanna put her so high up, niggas gotta break their necks just to look at her. To me, she’s untouchable. Unreachable. I want to give her the world, nigga. Spoil her, protect her, and let her know I’m not one of those from her past. Difference between them and me, I’m not allowing her to run me off because of fear. At the end of this, I wanna see you walk her down the aisle to me.”
Damnit Gerald 🥹
No matter how much she claimed that independent woman role, every independent woman wanted to be babied. She wanted to have someone to lead her. Make decisions for her when her brain was too tired. Know what she wanted before she could even verbally say those words.
“Mens?” “Yeah.” “Stop fucking calling me Greg.” “Is that not your name?”
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“She’s special… real special. Sometimes when she looks in that mirror, I think she loses sight of that… remind her.”
Meeenace 🥹
Black women were already not protected. They went through this fucked up world having to be targets, and having people make think pieces about them. If they were great, they weren’t great enough. If they accomplished something amazing, then the focus was shifted to their humble beginnings instead of the accomplishment.
They had to work ten times harder, tone down who they were, and cover up their roots just to be taken seriously. Then they had the nerve to be marveled at like animals, with women wanting to touch their hair.
“It’s hard to let someone in… scary, huh?” I quickly closed the bathroom door and leaned my back against it. “I’m so scared, B. Not because I don’t trust him… I don’t trust me.”
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“I don’t care if you were fucking her… if you’re courting me, there’s no one else… K, Pumpkin?” She smiled brightly, like she just told me about the scheme Todd was cooking up.
Stake your claim Zoya!
We were supposed to happen. I was made to love you, Zoya. You were made to love me… I don’t need anyone else to understand us. I just need you to want this as much as I want it.
“What tone?” “Damn sure not that one.” She squinted her eyes. “Gerald, you saying I sound like a nigga?”
It made perfect sense why his old parole officer was allowing him to do whatever he wanted. I judged her too harshly. If he was doing this to her, I would let him take my car on a drive-by.
“You still came,” she whimpered. “All you have to do is say something once and I’m coming, Baby. You never got to say shit twice… I could hear you weren’t good and knew I needed to be with you.”
I love him
Zoya didn’t need to think or question how I was coming. All she needed to know is that her man was coming.
“It’s okay to break at times. It reminds us tough girls that we are human and have feelings… the tears wash that rock exterior.”
“Bitch stole from me three times… last two times I let her cause the pussy was so good and I love the thrill.” Menace looked at my brother and nodded his head, impressed. “The thrill makes the pussy wetter.” “You get what the fuck I’m saying,” Khaos tried to dap him, and Menace looked at his hand. “Ight… I don’t want yo germs either.”
😂😂.. this nigga is crazy
“We in this shit together… family, nigga. They took a life, we took a life, now we funeral directors.”
Capp got him another job! 😂
what color should I wear to the baby shower… need me to plan the shit? My wife and sis got an event planning business… I’m CEO.”
Ooop and another job for Capp 😂
“You marrying her, right? We marry over this way… give ’em the ring, last name and accounts.”
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Stop carrying all that shit on your back.” “You said there’s a target on my back, Gideon.” “Gerald, Bitch!”
😂😂 Menace
Stevie rushed over and hugged everyone. “Don, I cannot thank you enough for marrying my favorite content creator.” “We appreciate you doing this for us,” Menace added.
😂😂 I love these two
