Do disregard the vulgar-un-lady-like manner in which I speak. It's a homie so there's no such thing as being polite or proper.

HOMIE (4:17:02 AM): u dont ever sleep do u?
ME (4:17:08 AM): im doin hw
HOMIE (4:21:45 AM): oh damn same like hs
ME (4:21:54 AM): aha but of course.
ME (4:22:03 AM): but even worse, i slack off more in college than i did in high school
HOMIE (4:22:10 AM): haha ur married to hw
ME (4:22:15 AM): damn straight
ME (4:22:21 AM): loyal as a muthafucka
HOMIE (4:22:27 AM): hahaha for sure
HOMIE (4:22:44 AM): hw got u whipped
ME (4:22:47 AM): even if i tend to neglect it, i always go back to it
ME (4:22:50 AM): yeeup whipped. exactly
HOMIE (4:23:03 AM): did u let hw tap that already?
ME (4:23:05 AM): yeh foo
HOMIE (4:23:10 AM): hahahaha
ME (4:23:12 AM): hw keeps me busy. in always doin it!
HOMIE (4:23:15 AM): in the butt?
ME (4:23:19 AM): no wtf
ME (4:23:25 AM): i dont let hw fuck me in the ass
ME (4:23:30 AM): i stay on top of it.
ME (4:23:31 AM): always
HOMIE (4:23:34 AM): hahaha
ME(4:24:00 AM): i'm tired of it tho


fashiggidy.

Swayed by conversation
it was fabrication.
Fabric aided lies to my interpetation.
Fabricated, even Snuggles couldn't soften.
More than often, I was sleepin on synthetic sheets.
The needs, is the yearning for something to wrap my body around..
and you were Suede.
Whispers, persuaded
the tingling of my ears to my spine
your words entered mine,
MIND BODY S O U L
SO even I couldn't speak words,
but just murmur noises that you ain't ever heard.

But you seemed to comprehend
and you eased the pains that needed to mend
and shit just felt good, cus you were smoove
like SUEDE.
But you're really nothin but just beat up leather.
so hun, quit being rough and unweathered
whether you're puttin up this front..
And so you grunt. You've heard this all before.

I told you I nicknamed you Suede; I was easily swayed by your conversation.
Comfort. Sensation. Come forth. Closer.

I just wanna stay swayed.

Heyyy to the fella in the white tee
lookin at me like you're gonna wife me?
And so I chuckle,
loosen up my belt buckle.

But modesty is key
so we keep it lowkey.
Mind me,
I'm just a little shy.

And if I was to tell you why,
you'd probably laugh.
Treat it meticulously as if it was math;
but we're not dealing with numbers, we're dealing with binary;
one on one like it's 101, you and me.

But see, I deal with the masses.
And YOU? Your theme is gettin ass and
I ask myself,
ooo I'm jus a slim girl
& you're thinking slim FAST
& I'm like
'oh no slim jim! you're not vegan, but you're definitely not beef'.

And now you're smiling through your teeth
& I guess you're not alarming
so then i start disregarding
considering, whateva he probably does mean well.

And if he starts to come my way,
I'll be like fuck it imma stay.
then shoot, I don't gotta tell.

cus after all, it ain't nothing BIG, ya digg.
your instinct spoke : Holler and Count Her
It really was just a Holler Encounter



***Oh and this is jus a random summer throwback picture of me and a homie so he, by no means, relevant or associated with this piece.