Saturday, September 29, 2012

I'm Still Having Sex With Yellow Bone


Don't judge me. 

I am still having sex with Yellow Bone even though she is no longer my girlfriend. I don't know if it makes a difference or not, but it has never been a situation where I sought her out for sex. Instead it's always been her coming on to me. 

At first I resisted. I know Yellow Bone is still in love with me so I didn't think it was right to continue fucking her knowing damn well I don't feel the same way. I thought it would be wrong to continue screwing her and messing with her emotions. In my heart, I know she is having sex with me in hopes of possibly winning me back. Again I resisted for a long time. However, I am a human being with desires. It was just a matter of time before I gave in to temptation.

We screw often. Sex is being used as an anti-depressant for me. I have sex with Yellow Bone to escape my own unhappiness and these days pussy is about the only thing that can help me escape my depression. I come home from work and school stressed as usual. Yellow Bone calls and comes over to eat the box. I moan and groan my pleasure with my eyes closed. It doesn't take long for Yellow Bone to get soaked with a mouth full of my juices. These events are repeated throughout the week and all day on Saturdays. 

I feel bad about it. Clearly I'm only using her to get a nut at this point. The responsible thing to do is stop having sex with her, but I cannot do it....at least not right now.

Friday, September 28, 2012

I Have Come To The Conclusion That I Hate White People As A Whole


Today I came to the conclusion that I hate white people as a whole. I've been in denial about it. Most people won't admit they are racist in this day and age. I believe black people are entitled to their racist views of whites. After all, we are only giving what we have received for the last 400 plus years.

There are some white people that I find interesting and likeable, but as a whole I must say, I really do hate white people. The more I think about them the more I hate them. I cannot find any redeeming qualities within the white race. NONE! They have fucked over every other group on the face of the planet. They continue to fuck over almost every non-white group on the face of the planet. They have stolen land, resources, money, labor and everything else from non-whites. They currently control the majority of the wealth in this world despite being a MINORITY race. They control the media and often use it to their advantage. There simply is nothing to like about the white race.

How did I come to conclusion?

It's been brewing for the 27 years I've been alive. The more time I spend around white people the more I hate them. Even the so-called "good" white people manage to make themselves unlikable as they remain noticeably silent while the "bad" white people are fucking over the world. No one ever wants to talk about the silent masses of "good" white people, who sit around twirling their thumbs while their white counterparts start World Wars and commit other atrocities against humanity. We're just supposed to remember that "good" white people exist. 

I say FUCK THAT! 

Those "good" white people benefit from the racial and economic oppression of non-whites just like their "bad" white counterparts hence the reason we rarely hear a peep out of them. As long as the system is set up to benefit WHITES "good" white people will continue to turn a blind eye to the fucked up shit happening in the world.  They might feel bad about the shit happening, but they don't feel bad enough to level the playing field and cut the bullshit. While they might view white supremacy as a bad thing, they also reject any notion to give up the white privilege (something many of them even deny exist) that affords them a certain quality of life. 

This is one of main reasons why I cannot join hands with white people in the fight for gay rights. As far as I'm concerned it would be like joining hands with the devil. As soon as they (whites) get what they want (gay rights) you can rest assured they will go back to their white privileged lives and forget all about the dumbass gay people of color they USED to help get those rights. Fuck addressing racism within the gay community. Fuck addressing discrimination faced by gay non-whites in the workplace. Fuck addressing the struggle gay non-whites face in the media. Once gay white people are given the right to marry non-white gay people become unless to them.

The thing that really brings out the hatred in me is the reality that white people feel the sun rises and shines on their asses. They feel they are entitled to everything and everyone. Folks who would swear they are NOT white supremacist share much of the same thinking as many of the most vocal white supremacist. I swear, sometimes I wish I could pack up all the white people and ship their asses to another planet!

I know I'm going to receive some hate mail for this blog, but I don't give a fuck. As far as I'm concerned my eyes have been opened. People of color need to come together and overthrow the white race. It's the only way we might ever see any type of equality in this world.

Monday, September 24, 2012

I Really Want To Know....


There is something I noticed about STUDS here in Atlanta. They fit into two categories. They are either short/tall and obese or short/tall and skinny/flat-chested. I have yet to meet a stud here that I thought was attractive, pretty or could be pretty with a makeover. Most of the studs here are unattractive, fat as hell or they look like little skinny flat-chested middle school age BOYS. A lot of them look like imitation Lil Waynes or short fat ass men! They look like this...



Or this...





To the chick who's picture was in this spot: I only removed it because one of my readers asked me to remove it. Stay the fuck off my blog. When you put your ugly ass picture on the web it became fair game. Remember that the next time you come at someone sideways.  For those of you who want to see this chick and the picture I found through a Google search here is a link to said picture
 
And almost all of them work at Wal-Mart, McDonalds, or some other dead end miminum wage job. I have yet to meet a STUD that is a CAREER PROFESSIONAL (Doctor, Professor, Lawyer, etc) outside of a career in law enforcement or some other MALE dominated field (ex. Firefighter). And I don't think I will see it because most of US career minded people know if we want to get ahead in this world (where we are already judged harshly as BLACK people) we have to assimilate or in this case CONFORM to femininity. Back to the subject...

I really want to know why MOST of the studs I have run across in Atlanta only fit into the above categorties (short and obese or skinny and flat-chested). Where are the studs with curves??? Where are the studs that look like this...


If the studs here looked anything like the two chicks in this picture I would date them!!!! Sadly, the studs here look busted down and masculine. They lack femininity overall and I want to know why? Being masculine is one thing, but being obese and masculine and flat-chested/skinny and masculine is a whole different thing. Physically studs in Atlanta repulse me.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

My Life At The Moment


I'm depressed, but I'm not exactly sure why. It's been a week since my last post. In that time I've thought a lot about my life, my future and my past. I'm not happy. I haven't been happy for some time now. If I had to guess I would say my unhappiness centers around a number of things...

  1. My career (or lack thereof), which leads to financial instability.
  2. Women....First there was Yellow Bone. Next there was Baby Doll. Then there was Sweet Tooth (I know...I haven't mentioned her on this blog as of yet). All three of these women are currently in the picture, but I'm only friends with all three.
  3. My growing awareness of the destruction of the black race here in America and the racism that still dominates everything from politics to economics. This goes back to number one for me.
Sigh... I'm lost right now. 

I want to make a career change that leads to more money. That is my number one priority. Women (and everything else) need to come second. 

I'm applying to graduate school to pursue my PH.D,  but I question whether or not that will make a difference. 

Anyway, I plan to step my game up with blogging. I haven't forgotten the many "Part Twos" due on this blog. Expect to read this some time this week.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

What I Want...






I want my hair to look like the pictures up above. As of today I'm working on it!

Thursday, September 6, 2012

The Case Of The Horny Squirrel!!!


Some of you might think I'm crazy for this post, but before you judge me just know I have solid proof to back up my claim...

This morning I was awakened by a LOUD quacking sound (think of a duck quacking) outside my bedroom window. The sound was VERY loud and persistent. It sounded like a duck was standing outside my bedroom window quacking. I tried to ignore it, but after more than forty-five minutes of hearing the piercing quacking I rolled out of bed to investigate. I walked out to my patio. Imagine my surprise and horror when I discovered that the quacking noise wasn't coming from some wayward duck! Instead the quacking was coming from a squirrel near my bedroom window. 

What was my reaction? I hauled ass back into my apartment!!!

In my twenty-seven years on this planet I have NEVER heard any type of noise from a squirrel. The last thing I expected to see/hear was a squirrel quacking! Thinking the squirrel might have rabies or some shit like that I jumped on the phone and called the rent office.

Me: Hey, there is a squirrel in front of my apartment quacking!

Female leasing agent: What?

Me: I woke up because I heard a quacking noise outside my apartment. The quacking noise is coming from a squirrel!

Female leasing agent: (laughing in disbelief)

Me: I'm serious! I'm looking right it. What if it has rabies or something?

Female leasing agent: Well, there is nothing we can do about nature. Maybe it's a mating call. You can call animal control if you like.

As soon as I get off the phone with the leasing agent I call animal control. I was informed that I'm not crazy! The squirrel was indeed quacking and SHE doesn't have rabies. The quacking is a mating call put out by a FEMALE squirrel to attract MALES. I imagine she must have been an ugly ass squirrel because she was quacking outside my window for well over an hour. I'm guess she finally stopped when a male squirrel finally came along and gave her some squirrel dick!

This whole thing made me laugh when I thought about it later. 

Imagine if we human females could just quack for an hour and attract a mate or just quack when we're horny as hell! The world would probably be a better place. 

The video below is for those of you who think I'm crazy. This is what I heard and witnessed this morning...



Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Some Shit That I Won't Do: Play The Mistress


There are a lot of things I will put up with from women. I will put up with annoying habits (I'm sure I have a few myself). I will put up with certain women nagging the hell out of me. I will put up with women flipping the television to bullshit while I'm trying to watch CNN. I will put up with chick's snoring at night. However, playing a mistress...naw that is out of the question. For this reason my soulmate, Baby Doll, is officially in the doghouse.

Baby Doll has a girlfriend that she claims she cannot stand. Judging from everything she has told me, it seems she is incompatible with this woman. However, they live together and have been together for 3 years. According to Baby Doll she can't just kick the chick to the curb. It has to be planned and coordinated. In the meantime, she can only talk on the phone with me when her girlfriend is not around. If a moment of desperation arises she may be able to talk around her girlfriend BUT we can't do any of that "lovely dovey" talk. 

I'm sick of this bullshit!

I am far too good of a catch to sit around playing second fiddle or a mistress. I swore I would never do this type of nonsense. I have too much respect for myself to be someone's sidepiece, which regardless of what she says, I am! I have too much respect for women in general (even those I don't know) to bring this type of pain into someone's life (let's be honest...mistresses can bring a world of hurt). 

For those of you who don't get it just imagine this scenario...

Imagine Yellow Bone and I are still together, but I find myself digging another woman. Imagine me telling this other woman I love her, want to be with her, can't wait to be with her, blah, blah, blah, while coming home to Yellow Bone every night. Imagine me sleeping next to Yellow Bone in bed every night knowing good and well I'm not into her. Imagine me talking mad shit about Yellow Bone behind her back and telling some other woman how much I adore her. How do you think Yellow Bone (if informed of the situation) and the mistress would feel about this situation?

I could never do this to a woman, which is exactly why I went ahead and cut Yellow Bone loose! It was the right thing to do! I have far too much love and respect for Yellow Bone to do this type of crap to her. She deserves better! There is no point keeping someone around if you cannot give them all of yourself. Prolonging the inevitable and cheating on someone only makes shit worse!

I'm going to be honest: It's kind of scares me that I'm the one holding the moral compass here and saying, "Hell no...I won't be your mistress. You need to do the right thing and let your chick go," when I'm not the individual with a girlfriend.

Isn't Baby Doll supposed to just know this??? Isn't she supposed to feel some kind of way about leading her girlfriend on (assuming she really doesn't want her and can't stand her)? Or am I really the fool in this situation? 

This answer to these questions don't matter because as of today I'm putting my foot down. I'm not feeling this situation and I refuse to carry on as if it's okay. 

Soulmate or no soulmate...no woman is worth my self-respect. If I can dump a great woman (referring to Yellow Bone) because I feel we are incompatible the next woman can too. It's the right thing to do.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Dedicated To My New Boo, BabyDoll (My Soulmate)....



 
And they say black people don't marry.....well maybe not straight black folks! 

I came across these wedding videos of a BLACK LESBIAN couple and I was blown away. It is inspiring and encouraging to see black lesbians actually getting married. One of these days (sometime in the near future) I plan to marry my sweetheart, who I will call BabyDoll on this blog from this day forward.

Take a look at the videos and enjoy!
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