shxt was melodic

she smelled like cotton candy & canal street – and i smelled like blue sugar and axe – and the chinese bus i had just gotten off. shit was melodic. i had jay-z and foxxy shouting through the plugs in my ear – and the dvd lady standing in front of me holding copies of…

"you remember that time we fxcked?"

the ingredients of my weekend: *three nupe parties*six cups of nupe juice*an omega party*an ‘unapproachable soft-booty chick’*and too many laughs to count. —–the mood was set to a freddie jackson soundtrack.—–5 minutes after setting foot on my old stomping grounds in virginia, i saw a familiar face.an old high school friend who lived around the…

shall we adopt?

first video in quite some time: it serves two purposes (depending on mental capacity). —–

dear fall:

i’ve thought about dropping my bed off at the dumpster and stopping by the consignment shop and picking up the twin size mattress and sitting it on cinder blocks and wooden slats so i could sleep tight this winter – breathing into her neck. this autumn will not allow that to happen. this autumn finds…

i have 10 toilets

let me let you first know that i have no idea where the title of this post came from. i think i heard lil wayne mention something about shxttng all day so he has ten bathrooms.who knows… okay so…this morning (about 3am) i was told that my ego is getting too large and my attitude…

my favorite poem

this is a poem a great friend – erica oliver – wrote to/about me a few months ago.and i love her for this. there are very few who understand.—–The NomadMonday, June 22, 2009 at 12:12pm A wanderer’s heart Is like his lifeNothing can make him stayNo one should expect that he willLove him from a…