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Blame this guy named tony for this ok😭
i feel the need to reblog bc i just scrolled past this kind of post and my life is hell lol so hi
Ok so normally, I wouldn’t, but you see it’s my birthday this week and I have been hinting at opera tickets so…
last time i did this my wish really came true. so im going to wish again
nothing to lose. :))
Let’s hope
Why not? :)
*crossing fingers*
pretty much^^^^
i got nothing to lose. (:
Last time i did this my wish came true.
Jesus Christ if my wish comes true I will piss
im fucking crying of joy at the /thought/ of my wish coming true…
it came true last time…so why not
hoping and praying…
Why not.
lets see.
my wish came true……………..this is creepy
Why not lol
I’m desperate at this point
So there is a way i can pass my exams 😍😂
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My momma gets a new well paid job amd we all live happily
My momma gets a new well paid job amd we all live happily
When your transfer papers come thru..
Ha! That was good…
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My next six short stories will be known as my Road to 200 since the seventh story will be my 200th! I’m excited about this as well as my return to writing short stories. After this, I will have 200 stories posted on here, which is pretty darn huge. Thanks to everyone who has been reading and sharing my work on here and I hope you enjoy these new stories that will be posted over the next couple of weeks. Stay tuned…
I hope you enjoyed my Road to 200! I can’t believe I now have 200 stories up. Here is each story (#194-200) that was posted over the past several weeks in case you haven’t read them all yet:
“I Care 4 U”
“Burning the Midnight Oil”
“Practice Makes Perfect”
“Late Night Refuge”
“2 Boys in a Bando”
“Bullseye”
“King Me”
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“Bullseye”
The streets had a code and even though I respected that code, I had to do what I had to do. When Trikk killed my brother, I went rogue. I knew that going after Trikk would put my own boss in a world of trouble but I had to do it. My actions would probably cause a new street war but I had no choice. Trikk ran the eastside and my boss, Murda, ran the westside. They had a truce but that shit had been shaky for a minute. So, I spent weeks planning on how to avenge my baby brother’s murder. All of that planning went to waste when I learned something unknown about Trikk.
Me (Sloan)
“Close the fuckin’ door,” I said to Trikk’s trick. I could tell he was still in shock from me being in the dressing room with my pistol aimed at him. He closed the door and I quickly told him, “Put your hands on the wall.”
“What is this about?” he asked. “Who sent you here?”
“Nigga, either put your hands on the wall or I’m gonna have to splatter your brains all over this mothafucka!”
“Okay, okay.” He put his hands on the wall and looked at me without saying anything.
Cass
“Is anybody else comin’ back here?”
“Not right now. But the club is about to close so…”
“A’ight, shut up. You need to get dressed and come with me.”
“Who are you?”
“I’m the nigga with the gun. You don’t need to know more right now. Get dressed.”
I stood there and watched him change out of his stripper outfit, if it can even be called that. Once he was dressed and had his stuff ready to leave, I put a towel over my wrist to hide my pistol and pressed it to his back so that he would know not to try anything. I was prepared to kill his ass if I had to. Lucky for him, we made it out of the club without anyone noticing anything. We made our way across the street to the parking garage where I’d parked my Dodge Charger. I unlocked the doors with my alarm remote and made him get in.
“Are you gonna kill me?” he asked before I could start the car.
“No,” I answered. “Not if you do exactly what I need you to do.” I started the car and asked him, “Does anyone live with you in your apartment on Ridgeview Street?”
“How do you know where I live?”
I laughed a little and admitted, “I know everything about you, Cassius Talbert. Everything.”
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“2 Boys in a Bando”
And to think it all started with me posting a pic on Instagram that late Friday night, hours after the basketball game I’d attended with my friends. Well, Anquan had been displaying what I’d heard my friends describe many times as classic DL signs, but it wasn’t until I posted the pic that I got confirmation that he actually was DL. He invaded my DMs just two minutes after I’d posted that pic; which meant he was already stalking my shit that night. Our chat in the DMs wasn’t long and his demands were direct.
Park at the stop sign up the street from his house.
Walk around his house using the side alley to the abandoned house behind his house.
Come in through the back door of the abandoned house.
Take the stairs and enter the second door on the right.
I was told by my friends that DL boys were paranoid as fuck but I wasn’t expecting to go on some mission just to get some dick. However, it was my first time and there was no way I could turn down having my cherry popped by Anquan Miller. The only reason why I was the only one out of my group of friends holding onto my virginity was because no boys ever hit me up. I guess that’s why I posted that pic of myself. I was so glad it worked. My wait wasn’t in vain.
Me (Toby McCallister)
The abandoned house—or bando as he referred to it—wasn’t that bad looking inside and somehow the power was on. I was expecting a cold and disgusting place but it was actually warm and decent in there. There was no furniture but the carpet was clean and it didn’t smell bad at all. He had a light on upstairs but it must have been a small light because it didn’t brighten the dark house too much; only casting a little thin stream of light on the stairs. I followed the light to the second door on the right like he’d said and noticed the door was slightly open. I stepped inside and there he was sitting on a twin-sized memory foam mattress on the floor in nothing but his underwear, black socks, an Under Armour cap, and a blanket wrapped around him.
Anquan Miller
“Does anybody know you came here, Toby?” he asked.
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How I want my bank account to look like by 25.
Claiming it.
Waaaaay up 🙏🏾
11:11am on the receipt.
Reblog for prosperity, and success. May you always have what you need.
That’s what I’m saying
In other words, this is the ATM receipt, reblog and money will come your way.
Doesn’t hurt to try.
Please lord.
Honestly, how I want my shit looking
this is the goal
I need this!!
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“Late Night Refuge”
Ray made it his mission to annoy the fuck out of me that night. My mom had been married to Ray for about six years and he went from being an alright person to being this constantly angry man. It was like no matter how hard I tried to stay on his good side, he always found something to bitch about. So, I’d just gotten off of work that night and was in my room minding my business when he barged in like a crazy person to get on me about tracking dirt into the house when I walked in. We had a back and forth argument and then this nigga decided to push me in my own room. Needless to say, it got out of hand.
“No!” my mama screamed as she tried to keep me from hitting Ray back. “Khalid, stop it!”
“Move ma!” I shouted. “I don’t wanna hurt you but this nigga just put his hands on me! I am a grown ass man!”
“Then act like it,” Ray said.
“Ma, move!” I managed to get around her for a second and popped Ray one good time in the jaw. He stumbled back and fell, hitting the back of his head hard on my doorknob on his way down.
“Oh my God!” my mama cried as she bent down to help him. When she touched the back of his head and saw blood on her hand, she looked back at me and screamed, “Get out!”
“Are you for real? You’re throwing me out? He put his hands on me first.”
“If you don’t leave this house right now, I will call the police.” She turned her attention back to Ray and asked him, “Are you okay, baby?”
“I’m okay, Kim,” he told her. After they stood back up, he looked at me and said, “I want you out of this house.”
“You know what, fuck it! I’ll move out. I’m sick of this shit anyway. I work and pay bills around here but I don’t get treated like an adult! When you’re not treating me like a kid, you’re treating me like I’m a criminal even though I’ve never been in trouble. I finished high school and tech school and I am gonna own my own mechanics shop one day. When I make it, I don’t wanna hear shit from you.”
“Whatever,” said Ray. “You have done nothing but make your mother upset lately. You come in at odd hours on the weekends, bringing your little boyfriends of the night in here with you.”
“Oh, so we’re back to you having a problem with me being gay?” I sat down so that I could unplug and shut down my MacBook while also getting on my phone to text a friend. I looked at my mama and told her, “I hope you enjoy throwing your only child out over a bigot, ma.”
Me (Khalid Mosley)
“He is not a bigot,” she snapped. “He’s right, you have no respect for us. You bring guys over here and play loud music so we can’t hear you in here having sex. It’s disrespectful, Khalid.”
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