She was perfect with this face
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She was perfect with this face
Naw I like wealthy shyt
It ain't too many pages with black men like that
I typed in "fly black men" one day and a bunch of black dikks popped up
@Prima Donna Stupid ass spammed me
I dont post porn like you. Stop.I'm more into sexual aesthetics and the illusion of sex or nudity instead of flat out squirt shooting in gifs like you.
It ain't too many pages with black men like that
I typed in "fly black men" one day and a bunch of black dikks popped up
@Prima Donna Stupid ass spammed me
You have time to reply on the coli, but no time to follow back
.Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
I will don't threaten meYou have time to reply on the coli, but no time to follow back
He has a nice photography/film type of blog too..
Otis has some depth. He's just a goofball on here.
Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
Is she Daria or Misery
Or is Daria misery
Mis Daria
Daria the misses
Or is Daria misery
Mis Daria
Daria the misses
.Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
Yes indeed
Love this game
Lately i feel like, im happier in most aspects of my life, i mean i love myself like a motherfukker breh. i don't care at all about all the things i once used to anymore. i was obsessed with running around, chasing women while my priorities were fukked up. trying to get in shape for vanity, rather than health. i used to say that i wanted to do things, like write my articles on tumblr, teach myself how to draw, write a script for my first animated short. just a lot of things. but im pushing myself to do this whether i want to or not.
last year i was all melancholy on some
shyt. i felt like i was coasting in life until i died off unexpectedly. It was like, i kept kicking deaths door wanting him to answer in a rage. but, no answer. It was like from 16 to 21 was the equivalent of solitary confinement. I couldnt run from myself anymore. every ounce of darkness that was tucked into my psyche burst out in full force and i had no choice but to take every little deep dark piece of my mind and look at it from a perspective of honesty.
but this year i feel like things started to improve a lot. i at least found work a couple times this year, and that actually gave me hope. that was the start of it. the second thing was getting out of the house and going out to events and somewhat mingling with people to build myself a balance. I still went out to places solo as well, because becoming comfortable with myself, becoming mindful. shoutout @KaliOshun. she really helped me with my overthinking habits. Meditating helped. it really did.
I learned to write out my thoughts, and release my thoughts onto paper, and channel them into something productive, like my tumblr, my writing, and drawing. i want to get to recording, but theres no rush honestly. my life has some purpose now. i hope ill use this newfound energy and emotion to do help me write more.
overall i cant be stopped, and i do dope shyt.
last year i was all melancholy on some
shyt. i felt like i was coasting in life until i died off unexpectedly. It was like, i kept kicking deaths door wanting him to answer in a rage. but, no answer. It was like from 16 to 21 was the equivalent of solitary confinement. I couldnt run from myself anymore. every ounce of darkness that was tucked into my psyche burst out in full force and i had no choice but to take every little deep dark piece of my mind and look at it from a perspective of honesty.
but this year i feel like things started to improve a lot. i at least found work a couple times this year, and that actually gave me hope. that was the start of it. the second thing was getting out of the house and going out to events and somewhat mingling with people to build myself a balance. I still went out to places solo as well, because becoming comfortable with myself, becoming mindful. shoutout @KaliOshun. she really helped me with my overthinking habits. Meditating helped. it really did.
I learned to write out my thoughts, and release my thoughts onto paper, and channel them into something productive, like my tumblr, my writing, and drawing. i want to get to recording, but theres no rush honestly. my life has some purpose now. i hope ill use this newfound energy and emotion to do help me write more.
overall i cant be stopped, and i do dope shyt.