1. Don't take a picture of you looking sad and accompany it with a caption like "I have to smile to keep from crying"
2. Don't take a picture basically promoting yourself as a sexual commodity then complain when horny can't get no vagina males are hitting your inbox looking to indulge in your juices due to their "thirst"
3. Fellas, if you decide to be disrespectful to women at least keep it consistent. She can't be a b***h Monday, but asked to be a woman Tuesday.
4. If you are doing things were a morning after pill was needed, please do not fill my timeline with Bible quotes right after.
5. Ladies stop taking model pose flicks in your bathroom mirror with your 2.0 megapixel camera. You look dumb as hell.
6. You have every right to tweet or post a status every 5 minutes, but I shouldn't know how your whole day went. I don't need to know you had captain crunch for breakfast, the bus driver made you late for work, your ex is blowing up your phone for the nookie, the fat b***h next to you bumped you, your boss talked about your attire, some fat h*e from high school mugged you in traffic, you had BK for dinner, and you went to sleep reading a zane book.
7. If you are sharing the same problem everyday and you still are depressed evidently the internet isn't the therapy you need. Please look into professional help.
8. Fellas stop trying to PIMP VIA the internet, you look like those perverts on "how to catch a predator"
9. If you have enough time to "beef" on the internet please get a job and if you have one get another one because you have to much time on your hand.
10. Just because someone's FB chat is open that does not give you an open invitation to hit them up daily about a whole bunch of nothing.
11. Liking every status or photo someone puts up doesn't make them notice you, it might make them scared of you.
12. Stop using the same "thinkexist.com" quotes on FB/twitter its getting old.
13. Stop making recycled status updates. I know no idea is original, but yall remix stats are just plain dull.
14. I'm not the best when it comes to spelling, but stop posting shit like this "dhis, dhat, phuuck," etc.
15. Before you post a pic clean all bathrooms, bedrooms, and kitchens you nasty, filthy people.
16. Stop posting common sense relationship advice. Ex. "If he didn't raise her kids, then he won't raise yours once he leaves" or my favorite "if you keep allowing him to cheat he's going to keep doing it, its like if you do a crime and you don't get arrested you will keep repeating that crime. DUH.
17. Fellas stop crying over these women daily. In these words of James Boyd "Go do some push-ups"
18. "Live your internet life by half of the advice that you give other people" Nova Giovanni
19. Leave your baby mother and baby father issues between you and you and your baby father/mother
20. At the end of the day remember that when it comes to social network sites for people who don't get paid off this shit....IT'S ONLY ENTERTAINMENT.
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Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
20 Questions I would like answers to.
1. Why do some women want a "real nigga" what is that? My morals probably differ from the next. So what is really "real?"
2. How can a man call a female a BITCH, but expect her to act like a woman? That's like giving fish the exceptations of flying freely on their own.
3. How can you be grown, but your not paying grown bills? Cell phones don't count. I've been doing that since 16. Rent, ppls, mud, cox, etc are grown bills.
4. Why do some fathers decide they only need to show up when its time to take pictures ex. gradations, birthdays, and holidays? It confuses the child, trust me I'm there right now.
5. Why do some "real" niggaz and ladies say "free (whomever)," but haven't been to one visit, or put a single dollar on their books?
6. Who told some of these young black children in poverty stricken areas that "hustling," sports and entertainment fields was the only way they can make it out?
7. Why do some women participate in club contest that exploit them sexually for a few hundred bucks? Why can't you read a book and earn a scholarship for a few hundred bucks?
8. Why do you want to be a gangster? Isn't it easier to put away a criminal, than a leader who motives the weak to be stronger in the community?
9. Why do you tell the internet all your business? Most people who hit that *like* button don't care? Talk to your friends, that's what their here for.
10. Why are you at the club every weekend? Is your life that simple?
11. Why do you brag about doing expected shit? Ex. Having a job, finishing high school, taking care of YOUR kids.
12. Why are we knocking young un-wed mothers with children? We don't know their story. If being under 25 with kids is your biggest accomplishment KYS.
13. Why are you calling him a deadbeat? You have multiple kids by him, your still sexing him, and he didn't have money when you met him.
14. Why are you flooding my tl/newsfeed with how you are done with your cheating boyfriend on a weekly basis? Just put up with it, stay off the internet, or just Stfu.
15. Why are you unemployed but dropping your girl off to work in HER car?
16. How can you call yourself a man if your living a woman that not your mother, and your an adult?
17. Why are you constantly talking about how you want a man? You're out looking for some man to make your life worth it. Instead the whole time you should have been trying to find the love inside of you that motivated you to make your life worth living.
18. Why are you more concerned about what someone can do for you, instead of with you?
19. Why are you judging others by what they don't have? Why are you that shallow?
20. Why are you offended by what you read? Did your feelings get touched? This is just what I see. If you're upset just @ me on Twitter at @blove402 or Facebook me at Brandon Lovelace. Peace be with you.
2. How can a man call a female a BITCH, but expect her to act like a woman? That's like giving fish the exceptations of flying freely on their own.
3. How can you be grown, but your not paying grown bills? Cell phones don't count. I've been doing that since 16. Rent, ppls, mud, cox, etc are grown bills.
4. Why do some fathers decide they only need to show up when its time to take pictures ex. gradations, birthdays, and holidays? It confuses the child, trust me I'm there right now.
5. Why do some "real" niggaz and ladies say "free (whomever)," but haven't been to one visit, or put a single dollar on their books?
6. Who told some of these young black children in poverty stricken areas that "hustling," sports and entertainment fields was the only way they can make it out?
7. Why do some women participate in club contest that exploit them sexually for a few hundred bucks? Why can't you read a book and earn a scholarship for a few hundred bucks?
8. Why do you want to be a gangster? Isn't it easier to put away a criminal, than a leader who motives the weak to be stronger in the community?
9. Why do you tell the internet all your business? Most people who hit that *like* button don't care? Talk to your friends, that's what their here for.
10. Why are you at the club every weekend? Is your life that simple?
11. Why do you brag about doing expected shit? Ex. Having a job, finishing high school, taking care of YOUR kids.
12. Why are we knocking young un-wed mothers with children? We don't know their story. If being under 25 with kids is your biggest accomplishment KYS.
13. Why are you calling him a deadbeat? You have multiple kids by him, your still sexing him, and he didn't have money when you met him.
14. Why are you flooding my tl/newsfeed with how you are done with your cheating boyfriend on a weekly basis? Just put up with it, stay off the internet, or just Stfu.
15. Why are you unemployed but dropping your girl off to work in HER car?
16. How can you call yourself a man if your living a woman that not your mother, and your an adult?
17. Why are you constantly talking about how you want a man? You're out looking for some man to make your life worth it. Instead the whole time you should have been trying to find the love inside of you that motivated you to make your life worth living.
18. Why are you more concerned about what someone can do for you, instead of with you?
19. Why are you judging others by what they don't have? Why are you that shallow?
20. Why are you offended by what you read? Did your feelings get touched? This is just what I see. If you're upset just @ me on Twitter at @blove402 or Facebook me at Brandon Lovelace. Peace be with you.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Dear Young "Real Nigga"
Dear young "real nigga"
I see you "thugging" now. I however remember when you wore light up cartoon shoes, but I guess you had to grow up.
When I look at you, at age 16, I see a spitting image of me. We are both from the hood, but at this point we are still not from the hood. Due to the circumstances of us being at the poverty line, having a single mother, and having no direction where we want our life to begin, let alone end, society has given us stereotypical right to be criminals; absent fathers, single black mothers, and many circumstances that trouble our environments.
Being a teenager that has no idea what he wants to do in life, but is surrounded by people either dying or going to jail is the welcome gate to hell. I understand blacks are always in competition with each other about something, no ones wants to be "dusty." I can't lie 5.25 (minimum wage was 5.15 when I was 17) couldn't put Jordans on my feet. I don't want you to be a man who sells his soul or compromises what is right over a pair of sneakers. Their was a point in my reality where I thought either you did drugs or sold them.
My uncles told me about a time where the hood was just financially poor, but now our mental mind frames are in poor states. I'm not hear to force you to be something, I just want you to understand that your options do include gang banging and/or drug dealing, I just don't want you to be ignorant to the fact that college is an option, trade school, hell even an average job is possible. I understand "hoes" come when your chasing dollars. These other "real niggaz" are only selling you a dream, yea they are sexing many chicks, but do you honestly think they settle down. No, like one of my uncles, they grow to be men with matching shirt/short fits, a backwards hat talking about what they used to do and the hoes they used to screw. You should want more than that. Find someone you can marry. If you feel having a slew of hoes promotes masculinity then you are just another male that's plain clueless. As a man you will know that pussy is pussy, and you should never fall in love with it, but fall in love with the intangibles that she possesses. How much pussy you obtained doesn't make you real, being real comes from your mind frame.
Being real means consistently standing up for what you believe in, instead of what's popular. Being a criminal just gives police a reason to arrest you, and judges merit to sentence you. But being a man who stands up for what his right but using intellect and intelligence makes you dangerous to the opposition. Not only are you bringing attention to issues, but you are probably motivating others to open their blind eyes to see what's really going on.
You need to realize our people, I'm talking before the transatlantic slave trade were kings and queens and we were raped of our heritage and force to to conform to what whites wanted. Our men were beaten, and forced to work miserable lives. If you won't do it for yourself st least do it for those men whose freedom was suspended, because that slave blood is running through you. You owe to those ancestors to make something your self than just another number in a prison or another dead man that a preacher has to lie about at a funeral.
I'm not preaching to you like I'm a saint because it took me to the age of 20 before I knew better, but its my moral obligation to motivate you to do better because besides the money, women, attention thugging isn't you, "you know you don't want to be involved With the underworld dealers, carriers and mac-miller's
East-coast bodiers, west-coast cap peelers
Little monkey niggas turn gorilla's"
So how about you calm down, yea you'll lose a lot of women, the quantity will fall, but the quality will make up for it. Money won't come as quickly, but the efficiency it comes in will make up for it. Most important the respect you will receive will last for generations. Remember it's cool to be smart because at the end of the day thugs don't retire well.
I see you "thugging" now. I however remember when you wore light up cartoon shoes, but I guess you had to grow up.
When I look at you, at age 16, I see a spitting image of me. We are both from the hood, but at this point we are still not from the hood. Due to the circumstances of us being at the poverty line, having a single mother, and having no direction where we want our life to begin, let alone end, society has given us stereotypical right to be criminals; absent fathers, single black mothers, and many circumstances that trouble our environments.
Being a teenager that has no idea what he wants to do in life, but is surrounded by people either dying or going to jail is the welcome gate to hell. I understand blacks are always in competition with each other about something, no ones wants to be "dusty." I can't lie 5.25 (minimum wage was 5.15 when I was 17) couldn't put Jordans on my feet. I don't want you to be a man who sells his soul or compromises what is right over a pair of sneakers. Their was a point in my reality where I thought either you did drugs or sold them.
My uncles told me about a time where the hood was just financially poor, but now our mental mind frames are in poor states. I'm not hear to force you to be something, I just want you to understand that your options do include gang banging and/or drug dealing, I just don't want you to be ignorant to the fact that college is an option, trade school, hell even an average job is possible. I understand "hoes" come when your chasing dollars. These other "real niggaz" are only selling you a dream, yea they are sexing many chicks, but do you honestly think they settle down. No, like one of my uncles, they grow to be men with matching shirt/short fits, a backwards hat talking about what they used to do and the hoes they used to screw. You should want more than that. Find someone you can marry. If you feel having a slew of hoes promotes masculinity then you are just another male that's plain clueless. As a man you will know that pussy is pussy, and you should never fall in love with it, but fall in love with the intangibles that she possesses. How much pussy you obtained doesn't make you real, being real comes from your mind frame.
Being real means consistently standing up for what you believe in, instead of what's popular. Being a criminal just gives police a reason to arrest you, and judges merit to sentence you. But being a man who stands up for what his right but using intellect and intelligence makes you dangerous to the opposition. Not only are you bringing attention to issues, but you are probably motivating others to open their blind eyes to see what's really going on.
You need to realize our people, I'm talking before the transatlantic slave trade were kings and queens and we were raped of our heritage and force to to conform to what whites wanted. Our men were beaten, and forced to work miserable lives. If you won't do it for yourself st least do it for those men whose freedom was suspended, because that slave blood is running through you. You owe to those ancestors to make something your self than just another number in a prison or another dead man that a preacher has to lie about at a funeral.
I'm not preaching to you like I'm a saint because it took me to the age of 20 before I knew better, but its my moral obligation to motivate you to do better because besides the money, women, attention thugging isn't you, "you know you don't want to be involved With the underworld dealers, carriers and mac-miller's
East-coast bodiers, west-coast cap peelers
Little monkey niggas turn gorilla's"
So how about you calm down, yea you'll lose a lot of women, the quantity will fall, but the quality will make up for it. Money won't come as quickly, but the efficiency it comes in will make up for it. Most important the respect you will receive will last for generations. Remember it's cool to be smart because at the end of the day thugs don't retire well.
Dear Young Girl
Dear young lady,
I have been noticing your downward regression over the years. You were once an innocent black child that had the potential to be anything, you were ignorant to all of the evils of the world; sex, drugs, greed, and hate. It seems that as the days turned to weeks, the weeks into months and the months into years a lot has change not only on the outside of you but also your mental.
You were always that smart young lady, honor roll repetitive recipient, outstanding achievement awards, deemed teachers pet by some of your classmates who never were able to match academic success. As soon as you hit 13-14 your body started to change. Hips began to develope and breast began to form. Not only were you getting attention from teachers due to your grades, but the boys are starting to pay you attention that you never received before.
Since your father skipped out on you momma was the one to raise, a man was never their on the daily to remind you how beautiful you were on a regular basis. The attention these horny teenage boys were showing was something new, also something that kept a smile on your face. It was something that made you feel wanted it gave you the sense that your something special, distinct, that you possessed something that the other girls lacked. But you were so blinded by the attention you were given that you never noticed that you werent a hot commodity to them, but just a piece of raw, untouched convenient meat.
Years have pasted and now your 19, you been with your "first love" for about four years. You like love me because he still showing that you that male attention that you never received at home. Even with his cheating, verbal abuse, and lack of a progressive life you vowed to stay due to the child and the love you have for him.
More years past and you start to notice that no matter how much love you felt you had that love doesn't pay the bills. Plus section 8 tripping because a another man can't live with you, EBT funds become lower, and your child's life is deteriorating. So you told him to skate, but in reality your struggle becomes greater. Your a single black parent, whose title is "such and such baby momma" or "who such and such used to fuck with it," you have no work history, and your 21 with no idea where you want your life to go.
You're still heart broken from that lost love, so you're every week looking for love in the club thinking you will get from this tatted up dread head, with custom jewelry, that buying you drinks and telling you how sexy you are. He seems to live a hood rich lifestyle. Your numb to finding someone to share with, but you just want a man to care of you, while his intentions is for a women just to satisfy him on those 230am after the club let's out. Months past and you get burnt in more ways than one from you careless mistakes.
Now it seems that your life is in a repetitive cycle. You're out looking for some man to make your life worth it. Instead the whole time you should have been trying to find the love inside of you that motivated you to make your life worth living.
It upsets me that you became what a lot of women of your elk have became. I always thought you would be different though. I know the girls with a 3.5 GPA rarely get notice in the club by the "callers" on those drunken nights, it seems that only the girls in low cut dresses, with the measurement 34d, 25, 42. Even though you won't be the main attraction for there 300 guys in there, but if you just kept your life in order and continued to be the hardworking I wished you would have became whether it through college or just being the best at your full time job maybe not me, but some man would have loved you for that and you could have been his main concern. Even with a child you're still good in ny eyes because when you have the belief that you can jump over any hurdle that makes me become more in awe of you, but like so many others you just became another lost girl in the game.
I just pray my son doesn't have to write a letter to your daughter, I hope he only has to write wedding vows to her.
From
Someone who is concerned.
I have been noticing your downward regression over the years. You were once an innocent black child that had the potential to be anything, you were ignorant to all of the evils of the world; sex, drugs, greed, and hate. It seems that as the days turned to weeks, the weeks into months and the months into years a lot has change not only on the outside of you but also your mental.
You were always that smart young lady, honor roll repetitive recipient, outstanding achievement awards, deemed teachers pet by some of your classmates who never were able to match academic success. As soon as you hit 13-14 your body started to change. Hips began to develope and breast began to form. Not only were you getting attention from teachers due to your grades, but the boys are starting to pay you attention that you never received before.
Since your father skipped out on you momma was the one to raise, a man was never their on the daily to remind you how beautiful you were on a regular basis. The attention these horny teenage boys were showing was something new, also something that kept a smile on your face. It was something that made you feel wanted it gave you the sense that your something special, distinct, that you possessed something that the other girls lacked. But you were so blinded by the attention you were given that you never noticed that you werent a hot commodity to them, but just a piece of raw, untouched convenient meat.
Years have pasted and now your 19, you been with your "first love" for about four years. You like love me because he still showing that you that male attention that you never received at home. Even with his cheating, verbal abuse, and lack of a progressive life you vowed to stay due to the child and the love you have for him.
More years past and you start to notice that no matter how much love you felt you had that love doesn't pay the bills. Plus section 8 tripping because a another man can't live with you, EBT funds become lower, and your child's life is deteriorating. So you told him to skate, but in reality your struggle becomes greater. Your a single black parent, whose title is "such and such baby momma" or "who such and such used to fuck with it," you have no work history, and your 21 with no idea where you want your life to go.
You're still heart broken from that lost love, so you're every week looking for love in the club thinking you will get from this tatted up dread head, with custom jewelry, that buying you drinks and telling you how sexy you are. He seems to live a hood rich lifestyle. Your numb to finding someone to share with, but you just want a man to care of you, while his intentions is for a women just to satisfy him on those 230am after the club let's out. Months past and you get burnt in more ways than one from you careless mistakes.
Now it seems that your life is in a repetitive cycle. You're out looking for some man to make your life worth it. Instead the whole time you should have been trying to find the love inside of you that motivated you to make your life worth living.
It upsets me that you became what a lot of women of your elk have became. I always thought you would be different though. I know the girls with a 3.5 GPA rarely get notice in the club by the "callers" on those drunken nights, it seems that only the girls in low cut dresses, with the measurement 34d, 25, 42. Even though you won't be the main attraction for there 300 guys in there, but if you just kept your life in order and continued to be the hardworking I wished you would have became whether it through college or just being the best at your full time job maybe not me, but some man would have loved you for that and you could have been his main concern. Even with a child you're still good in ny eyes because when you have the belief that you can jump over any hurdle that makes me become more in awe of you, but like so many others you just became another lost girl in the game.
I just pray my son doesn't have to write a letter to your daughter, I hope he only has to write wedding vows to her.
From
Someone who is concerned.
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