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hard to kill
you tried to take me out like a date to my own gravesite you whispered sweet nothings in my ear dangerously sweet like chocolate stuck in a cavity trapped in the cage of my minds eye a prisoner to my own thoughts shackles when your mind betrays you it’s a slow death that flows into […]
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hillsong, y’all are dead wrong
I want to preface this by saying this is not a gossip blog, nor do I care about scandals of any sort especially the scandals of Caucasians; mess is just not my cup of tea. However, I do love when tea and Jesus intersect, because it’s an opportunity to view matters at varying perspectives. Recently, […]
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What Telfar Taught Us
Fusing exclusivity and accessibility, Telfar has redefined the meaning of community. With the release of their one-day-only Bag Security Program back in August, which allowed shoppers ONE DAY to purchase any of their favorite bags, Telfar gave a “FUCK YOU!” to resellers and a glimmer of hope to their doting customers. But aside from the […]
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someone
I pray to one day meet someone someone whose love teaches me to love myself more someone who truly sees me without having to adjust his lenses myself someone who chases God fervently – who knows our union could have only come from God and cherishes it more than gold or riches or phat booty […]
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I love looking back on shit and admiring the growth. I only call myself that bitch because of my growth. I’ve done the work man. I’ve sat with myself. And still. I used to be a dickhead. I used to treat people like shit. I used to treat myself like shit. It was tough. I […]
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be
I don’t mean to sound like one of them “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” ass niggas, but hear me out. Use this time wisely. Let go. Be free. Don’t force yourself to keep some shit up. It doesn’t matter. It’s okay if you looking kind wild right now. Me too. Nigga I cut my own […]
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6 Types of Niggas on Valentine’s Day
Happy Valentine’s and Gyalentine’s Day, niggas! Today is a day to celebrate ourselves and others in the name of love! In doing so, I’ve created a guide of the different types of niggas that exist on Valentine’s Day. Ladies, you’ll know which one you have (or don’t have), and gentlemen, you’ll know which one you […]
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just listen
Sometimes you need to allow other people to spill into you. Not pour, but spill. (Spills can be disgustingly beautiful and sometimes toxic accidents. Pouring is just out of pocket any way you spin it, so nah). Allow them to expel and tell you whatever it is they’re dealing with. Deepest thoughts, random thoughts, goofy […]
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I’m tired of you niggas
Dating fucking sucks. Liking niggas sucks. It makes me feel ashy and washed up. I swear I’m new to all of this shit. Since my late teens, I was always boo’d up. If I wasn’t in a relationship, I was on my way to being in one. I always wanted love outside of myself. I […]
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What’s in a name?
Osamudiamen is my birth name. It’s Edo (Nigeria) and it means GOD STANDS FIRM FOR ME. Imagine. I was born and raised-ish in Brooklyn, Crown Heights to be specific. I moved to Maryland right at the tail end of elementary school. I fucking loved Brooklyn as a kid. All I saw was people that looked […]
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