Grown

by Tiffany D. Jackson

He’s an E shy of being an EGOT (Emmy Grammy Oscar Tony).

Dying to know what he got an Oscar for lmboo

Tony is somehow blocking my view of them. Or maybe he’s blocking their view of me. “Here,” Korey says, stepping closer. “Give me your phone.” He glances around, lowering my phone to his hip, and programs in a number, before sending himself a text. “There. Now I got you,” he says, slipping it in my jacket pocket with a light pat to my hip. “Just . . . don’t tell anyone, aight? It’ll be our thang, Bright Eyes.”

This is giving me r kelly vibes

LOL! Think of it more like Twilight fan fiction. I want you to read it. It’ll give us something to talk about next time I see you.

ARREST HIMMMM

This is where the magic happens, and you can’t be giving away our secrets, you feel me? So you can’t tell no one, not even your moms.”

ARREST HIM

Age ain’t nothing but a number,

R Kelly reference

“I’m happy to act as a legal guardian,” Jessica adds. “This has been done for dozens of underage stars in the past.”

Arrestt her too

Tony stands by the door like a wall. Even if I try to leave, he’ll probably stop me. He’s stopped me before.

Another arrest officer!!

Poor Korey, he doesn’t even realize he was taken advantage of or how much he’s been hurt. Maybe that’s why he has such a dark side.

Girl to hell with him

I feel like fall. I am a heap of dead leaves, blackened, moist, reeking of mold. Rotting apples, dying grass, early darkness chasing away the sun.

That really is what fall gives lol

Just cause a girl from a broken home, don’t mean you get to piss on her. What the fuck is wrong with y’all?

Literally R kelly