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Thoughts and Confessions of a Jersey Brotha: July 2009
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Thoughts and Confessions of a Jersey Brotha. Monday, July 27, 2009. Toronto, Here I Come! Catch yall later. And I promise not to act up too bad. You know them Caribbeans don't be messin around lol. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Toronto, Here I Come! A 30-year-old work in progress. View my complete profile. Am I There Yet. Not Shady, Just Fierce. Young, Black and Down Low. Dreams in a Fitted. In My Lifetime: Vol. II. Just Being Dapper D. Life Challenges, Changes and Choices. So Simple It's Complicated.
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Thoughts and Confessions of a Jersey Brotha: My 3-Day MLK Weekend
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Thoughts and Confessions of a Jersey Brotha. Monday, January 19, 2009. My 3-Day MLK Weekend. This past weekend, I told myself that I was gonna have fun (since I didn't have to work on Monday), yet stay warm (cause God knows it's cold as shit now! I accomplished the first, but not quite the second one. You can't win em all you know lol. Friday night one of my friends had a little get-together at his house to celebrate his 26th birthday. It was good seeing him, cause I haven't seen him in months. And today...
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so last night i...: January 2008
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So last night i. I exist somewhere between the last letter and the period. after every other comma but before the climax. Was inspired to write again. So last night i was inspired to write again. Over the hill is the highway. I sat against the pillows that stood against my wall and let my fingers discover the keys all over again. The last three weeks have been filled with jazz songs, newports and whiskey sours in shady lounges throughout the lower southern states. And i could still smell him on my shirt.
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so last night i...: November 2007
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So last night i. I exist somewhere between the last letter and the period. after every other comma but before the climax. So last night i watched him cook. After a fantasy fulfilled on counters and stove tops, our appetites were as big as our eyes. It began by the guest bathroom door next to the stairs as my head rested on the first step and his head moving slowly between my legs. One of those moments where God magically appears on the ceiling. The mirror behind the mail table allowed me to watch. His ch...
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so last night i...: October 2007
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So last night i. I exist somewhere between the last letter and the period. after every other comma but before the climax. Cried to the blues. So last night i cried to the blues. Somewhere between nina simone's wailing about tired footsteps climbing up the stairs and the slamming of the front door i realized that maybe this was it. Maybe this is the last time the smell of chrome and yves st. laurent will walk the same hallways and dining room tiles as my blue sugar man. And you beg for rain. His banana bo...
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so last night i...: September 2008
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So last night i. I exist somewhere between the last letter and the period. after every other comma but before the climax. Wrote my name on his neck. So last night i wrote my name on his neck. He stood in the kitchen hanging on the open refrigerator door, staring at me sitting on the counter beside the old bananas and the apples with soft spots, attempting to read my mind after i refused to answer his question: what do you want for dinner? I really didn't give a shit about what we ate. He had read my mind.
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so last night i...: April 2009
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So last night i. I exist somewhere between the last letter and the period. after every other comma but before the climax. He hadn't quite learned everything. After we fucked - then showered - then faked a few kisses he handed me my shirt and asked if i'd ever return. I sat back down and we watched frasier. He was used to niggas who'd flush and go - then become infrequent messages in his inbox and a dick picture in his picture mail. So when i needed to talk - i'd call. He's handsome" she said.
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In My Lifetime: Vol II: April 2009
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In My Lifetime: Vol II. Little Black Boy Blues. Diary of a Coverboi. A Roca Fella's Life. The Larry Lyons Experience. Am I There Yet. Not Shady, Just FIERCE! So last night i. Just Me, my Dignity, and this Guitar Case. Forever I Love Atlanta. Journey of an Enigmatic Soulchild. The Legend of O. Memoirs of a Track Star. Love, Lust, and Lies and My Many Adventures. Thoughts and Confessions of a Jersey Brotha. Dreams in a Fitted. Mini Series II: FLLLYYY ME TO THA MOON.Or NYC. Mini Series: He 2 We. Enjoys the ...
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In My Lifetime: Vol II: May 2008
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In My Lifetime: Vol II. Little Black Boy Blues. Diary of a Coverboi. A Roca Fella's Life. The Larry Lyons Experience. Am I There Yet. Not Shady, Just FIERCE! So last night i. Just Me, my Dignity, and this Guitar Case. Forever I Love Atlanta. Journey of an Enigmatic Soulchild. The Legend of O. Memoirs of a Track Star. Love, Lust, and Lies and My Many Adventures. Thoughts and Confessions of a Jersey Brotha. Dreams in a Fitted. Long Distance Relationships.Iono. NJ, United States. View my complete profile.
