just one question, does he have a brother? lol. - fellow man hater.
He's got 2 and they're married 😅 I got the last one off the shelf
I got to see him again today. He came to my job for lunch 🥰🥰🥰 I swear, he comes around and my brain starts dripping out of my pussy, like my whole body gets sensitive to his presence 😫 idk what I'm holding out for, but I'm about to give everything up to this man, and I'm SICK 🤢
He sounds like a perfect match !!! He’s patient, kind, and sounds like a good listener. All in one man too?? What can get any better than that?! Where did u find that kind of man because I was just on Amazon and they have nothing compared to that 😭
Like I don't fantasize about him, I reminisce??? Like when I think of him, I think about our time together and not make up scenarios in my head and think about how he would be in that scenario.
I LOVE THIS FOR U 😭❤️ I think that’s so healthy too like ur just enjoying the moments you had with him and nothing else. Just focusing on the time y’all spent together THATS SO CUTE
I love this for me tooooooooooooo, nonny🥰🥰🥰
He's so great honestly and this whole thing kinda just happened??? Like I told my roommates that I think I'm accidentally dating someone, and then it kinda turned into officially dating all of the sudden and as much as I want labels and whatnot I'm kinda also really comfortable just dating someone. I think in the past I dove in too fast to be labeled as someone's girlfriend, but now I'm just taking it slow in that regard. Like I know it can't be like this forever, but it's at a time where I think it's okay to not have that talk yet 🥰
Wishing this kind of energy in a man for you nonny, everyone deserve this kind of feeling ✨️
That’s so freakin sweet the way he treats you and always making time for you 😩 and he plans everything??? OKAYYYYY what a win 🤌🏼
😂😂😂😂 so nice feel what it's like on the otherside 🤧 single life was nice and all, but I this is sooo much better. I'm 25 and my last like serious-ish relationship was when I was 22, and even that was a shit show (he was the only Taurus I've ever dated and I had never made a bigger mistake in my life)
That's what I'm sayinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! Like plans everything, doesn't let me pay for shit, picks really nice places (which aren't even always expensive, like sometimes it's just a hole in the wall (he doesn't like chain restaurants)), makes sure I get home safe, asks me if I've eaten and feeds me when I say I haven't rather than just "you should eat" 🙄, is so patient and calm about things when I feel like I'm panicking, listens to me without giving me advice (like he'll let me vent but knows that I know how to fix the problem but I just wanna bitch about it), is so kind to waitstaff and service workers, has really healthy relationships with his friends and family (from what it seems), likes sports and whatever, but also likes creative writing and artsy fartsy stuff, he's just got this sweet, genuine thing about him, doesn't like to show off too much to impress me, is so easy going, and has great hygiene practices (so fucking important), hasn't pressured me for sex (I got something like a 90 rule ig), is really attentive but also like to talk about himself so it's not just me talking and him nodding, expresses his feelings well 🥰
ANDDDDDD he's the first guy that I haven't created this "perfected version" of him in my head. Like I don't fantasize about him, I reminisce??? Like when I think of him, I think about our time together and not make up scenarios in my head and think about how he would be in that scenario. I like the Canon version of him lol, there is no HC in my head like I usually do
Literal footage of me whenever he's talking
How I feel when I think of him (he thinks my bitmoji is super cute too 🥰)
Omg you came back to us with a mans??? Are u now a considered a FORMER man hater??
Hey hey hey now, lemme make one thing clear: ONCE A MAN HATER, ALWAYS A MAN HATER 📣📣😤😤😤
Now that that's out of the way, he's ALMOST my man 🙄 I refuse to be someone's girlfriend until I'm formally asked lol, but it also pretty new, so no rush, but it feels soooooo right ☺️
He's the sweetest man I've ever met, like to everyone, not just me. He's so thoughtful and considerate and funny and smart and creative and ambitious and adventurous and patient as all get out 🥰 its nice because I'm such a tight ass and he's just like dude chill everything is fine lol, AND being with him makes me feel like everything is fine 🥰
Did I mention he also plans everything??? Like I'm getting a full itinerary for our dates, and he's not cheap at allllll and a fantastic tipper lol. He plans everything and I just show up and I've never had that before because I'm such a neurotic control freak😅 if I say I wanna go somewhere he makes it happen AND THEN SOME ya know, like even if I mention VAGUE interest in something, he's sending me a full breakdown of how he's gonna make it happen in less than 3-5 business days😂. Like any time i have free time, he's taking me out on a date, whether it's something elaborate or even just a late night walk by the river before bed. And he MAKES time for me. I said I missed him the morning after we hung out for literally hourssss, and ole boy rearranged his day to squeeze me in for lunch (he's like the head honcho where he works, so that's a perk lol)
We have so many of the same interests it's crazyyyyyy. Like if he didnt have photo evidence of his interest in these things, I would have suspected him of miming or just saying that so he can relate to me (this is how my damaged brain works lol)
And he's such a sweet talker, but not like the overly flirty kind, but the sweet subtle kind that makes my heart flutter.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm DISGUSTED with how much I care about a MAN 🤢 🤮 bUt He'S DiFfeReNT (said every whipped bitch ever😅)
And he's so cuteeeee! Like the prettiest smile, softest and most kissable lips, and dimples, and it just makes his sweet personality all the more sweeter. AND the man goes to the gym and his arms and chest have me drooling, and having his arms wrapped around me literally makes me knees buckle. Like he's so attractive, I can't look at him while he talks or else ill get distracted 😅
He's also a Pisces which I've literally been subconsciously attracted go my whole life. Every man I've been with or crushed on just so happens to be a Pisces, it's just my type I guess lol I doubt he believes in that kind of stuff, but I found it as a sign lol
Anyways, the takeaway from this is to hate all men until one makes you rethink years of suppressed, violent, feminine rage and makes you think "maybe it's not ALL men" 🤔
Author's Note: My first fic for Urban 🥹 So excited to share it with you all! Also, RBF stands for Resting Bitch Face 😑
"You're not funny, Urban," you kept a blank expression on your face, not looking up from your phone. Anyone would think by your tone and demeanor that you were being serious, but Urban could see right past your exterior.
"You're right... I'm hilarious," he teased, his forefinger coming up to poke your cheek, making you swat him away from you.
"Ew, keep those dirty sausages away from me! I don't even wanna know which instabitch they were last in this time." You sneered with disgust, giving him a quick side eye.
"Well, let me see," he took a long, exaggerated inhale of his first two fingers, his chest puffing out before exhaling dramatically, "smells like Amara," he takes another whiff for good measure, "yep, definitely her. Maybe I should call her." He thinks out loud to himself, smirking as he takes in your soured expression.
"You're such a pig, Urban, oh my god." You huff at him in disgust, unbuckling your belt and scooting past him.
"C'mon y/n, where ya goin'? I was only playing!" He could barely get the words out as he chuckled as loudly as the other guys on the jet. You found your new seat settled across from Neelam, who gave you a small smile in greeting before returning to type away at her laptop. You heard him calling you to come back to where he and the others were sitting, but you flipped him off with a dirty look and put on your headphones.
You felt a pang of hurt and jealousy in your chest at the thought of Urban sleeping with a woman that wasn't you, but you quickly pushed those feelings away. He was your friend—that's it, that's all, and that's all it'll ever be. He made that clear to you back in middle school when he was the first man to ever break your heart.
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You two had the same homeroom, study hall, and lunch together. You always thought he was cute and funny, with his crazy sense of style and inappropriate jokes. You were always reserved and quiet so he made a point to come over and bother you, trying to get you to smile and laugh, making it a personal goal of his every time he saw you. Whether it was just a corny knock knock joke, or a jump-scare at your locker that would make you push him away, or him poking your side knowing you were ticklish—whatever he did, it would always earn him an eye roll but he could see the small, shy smile you would try to suppress.
You two had become friends throughout the school year and into the summer. You had opened up a lot more as you became more and more comfortable with him. He'd take you to get frozen yogurt on hot summer days, watch the latest movies on their opening night, and have all nighters binge watching a different series at his house on the weekends. You couldn't help the crush that you started to form on him, with his pretty blue eyes and blond curls, and lips that made you wonder what it would be like to kiss them. Those early teenage hormones making you feel things you had never really felt before.
It wasn't until he invited you to come hang out with him and his friends one day. For the year that you had known Urban, all of your interactions were just the two of you, Urban knowing that you didn't really like being around too many people. This day he had made plans with you, but forgot he had promised to meet up with his friends too. He thought there wouldn't be a reason to cancel on either plan, but instead just invite you along. You were hesitant about it at first, but you decided spending time with your crush would be worth any anxiety you were feeling, plus, you trusted Urban.
He came to pick you up from your house, the two of you walking through your neighborhood a few blocks until you found yourself at his friend's house. The two of you entered, greeting what you assumed was his friend's mom, before going down to the basement where there were about a dozen other people. You recognize some of them from your middle school and gave them a small wave. You weren't the most social person, and when you were anxious you protected yourself by putting on the very best RBF you could muster. Urban kept an arm around your shoulder as he introduced you to the group, and if you weren't so anxious you would have blushed. Your face stayed passive, as you took a seat next to Urban on the couch, giving off a cold, "I really don't want to be here" vibe.
He tried to get you to engage with everyone, trying to get you to loosen up, but you just brushed him off. Every time someone tried to interact with you, you were short and clipped with them, throwing off the energy of the whole kickback. Eventually, Urban excused the both of you, saying he'll catch back up with everyone later. He grabbed your arm, all but angrily pulling you out of there and out to the street. He pulled you away from the house, stopping on the corner before turning to ask you what your problem was and why you were being a bitch to his friends. You scuffed at the insult, taken aback by his harsh tone, and you clammed up.
"Don't call me a bitch, you-you jerk!"
"Well that's how you were acting! They were trying to be nice and you were being so rude!" He defended. "You were acting like you wanted to be literally anywhere else!"
"Well, maybe that's because I wanted to literally be anywhere else but there! We were supposed to hang out, Urby, just us." Your voice got quieter as you said that last part, unable to meet his gaze, feeling shy.
"I know, but I thought that maybe we could hang out with my friends for once. You've never even met them and you just judged them." His voice was calmer now.
"I wasn't judging them!" You insisted.
"You just sat there with your arms crossed like you were better than everyone, y/n. Any game they tried to get you to play, you just turned your nose up at it." Maybe you hadn't realized just how cold you were being, but it was a defense mechanism and you couldn't help it.
"I didn't mean to, Urby. I'm sorry." You looked down at your scuffed up converse sneakers, feeling an unfamiliar ache deep in your chest.
"I don't think I can be friends with someone who doesn't like my friends." He said to you softly.
"B-but, I'm your friend too, Urban!" You whimpered, your heart breaking. You had never gone through a break up before, neither platonic or romantic.
"Yeah, but I've known them longer and they all get along with each other." His adolescent reasoning made sense to you both at the time, but it didn't make it hurt any less.
"I still want us to be friends, Urby." You grabbed his hand gently, but he pulled it away from yours.
"I don't think it's a good idea, y/n. Why don't you go home, I'll watch you from here." He left no room for discussion. You turned on your heel and started walking down the street towards your house, silent tears dropping to the concrete beneath your feet, leaving a trail telling of your heartbreak. He kept his word, watching you walk down until you reached your front steps, taking one last look at your curly haired first love.
The two of you kept your distance from then on, seeing each other occasionally throughout your highschool years in the halls and sometimes in the streets. A lot of time went by for you two, both of you coming into yourselves. You came out of your shell, slowly but surely as you grew older, finding a small group of other ex-loners to befriend. Urban maintained his same group of friends from middle school, give or take a few new faces, but he was the same. You'd occasionally say hi to each other, remaining cordial, but not necessarily friendly. Over the next four years you heard of him and his friends' reputations with the girls in your high school and your town. You were hurt at first, but once you started dating a guy named Tahj, a cute drummer in the school band, during junior year, Urban had left your mind completely.
Years had gone past, the two of you living separate lives without really crossing the other's mind. You held no real hurt feelings regarding the issue, writing it off as just part of the middle school experience. When you ran into him years later when you relocated to Atlanta for work, it was actually nice to see his familiar face. You two ran into each other at a late night taco shop, you and your roommate making a quick stop there on your way home from the club. You two almost didn't recognize each other at first, but laughed it off before exchanging pleasantries. Your heels were killing you and your order was up, so you two exchanged numbers before saying your farewells. Ever since, you two had developed another bond, leading you down the same road as before, falling for the now long haired, blue eyes, dirty blond with the perfect smile.
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You felt Urban plop down next to you, but you kept your eyes focused on your phone, occupying yourself with responding to work emails. You had taken a few personal days to join Urban on a short trip to LA with Jack and the rest of their friends, but it seemed that some of your coworkers hadn't heeded your Out Of Office memo.
"No work," he said, snatching your phone away and tossing it in the empty seat across from him. You glared at him, but said nothing, crossing your arms and looking out the window at the clouds. You felt him pull your headphones off, placing it on the table behind Neelam's laptop.
"I know you're mad, like actually mad." He stated, knowing that you had two different kinds of "mad" moods. The first one was one he knew he could get you out of with a few jokes, like how you were just minutes ago, and another mad where it would take a lot more for him to get your forgiveness.
"I'm not mad," you dismissed. You weren't mad, you were hurt and jealous. You knew you had no right to be, your friendship with Urban completely platonic, but you couldn't help your feelings.
"Yeah, you are." He sighed. "You wanna tell me what's wrong?" You shook your head, continuing to look out the window. He shut the shade down, trying to get your attention, but instead you decided to recline your seat back, shutting your eyes and getting comfortable. Your peace lasted but a moment before you felt him poke your cheek.
"Urban, I'm serious. Stop." Your voice was stern as you grabbed his hand, forcefully putting it in his lap. He stared at you with soft eyes, grabbing your hand and holding it in his on his lap. You let him, but kept your eyes closed as you shut your eyes again. After a moment you felt him let go, the arm rest between you two being lifted as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him for a hug.
"I'm sorry for bothering you. I didn't mean to push you." He apologized quietly, laying his head on yours.
"It's okay, Urban." You reassured him.
"You know," he broke the silence after a minute, "I didn't sleep with Amara."
"I wouldn't care if you did," you mumbled into his chest, feeling sleepy in his embrace.
"Yeah, you would." He confirmed, making you still. You weren't sure where he was going with it, so you stayed quiet. "The same way it would bother me if you told me you slept with what's his name."
"Sean?"
"Yeah, him."
"Why would it bother you, Urban?" You questioned, pulling your head off his chest, looking up into his eyes. You felt your heart beat a little faster as you anticipated his answer, the slightest bit of hope in your heart.
"Because what man wants the woman he has feelings for to sleep with anyone that isn't him." His voice was soft and vulnerable as he looked down at you. You felt your heart jump to your throat, feeling speechless at his confession; it was a confession you never thought you'd ever hear.
"What are you saying, Urban?" You wanted him to clarify, you wanted there to be no mistaking what he was saying to you.
"I'm saying..." He smiled, "I'm saying I have feelings for your emo ass. I like you y/n, I like you a lot." His cheeks pinked as he spoke, but he held your gaze with a soft smile on his face. "I'm saying I haven't thought about any other girl in a serious way in quite some time because of you." He spoke this part a bit shyly, but this made you narrow your eyes at him and pull away.
"Pft, that's hard to believe considering you end up sleeping with any woman willing to spread their legs for you." You bit out, crossing your arms and facing the window, pulling the shade up to find the now darkened sky. You recalled the nights you would join him and his friends to clubs, Urban eventually being dragged off in the direction of the bathrooms, returning shortly with purpling blotches on his neck and a satisfied expression on his face.
"I said I wasn't thinking of any girls in a serious way, not that I was staying celibate." He specified with a small chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. You just scoffed and rolled your eyes. It wasn't that you were staying celibate either, but you felt that the circumstances were different. You had dated some guys here and there since you and Urban reconnected over a year and a half ago, but you felt like Urban's blatant hypersexual behavior was just disrespectful if he was serious about his feelings towards you.
"You don't have to explain yourself to me, Urb. Do what you want." You sighed, over the conversation. You felt conflicted, unsure of how to feel about his confession. On the one hand, he's saying he has feelings for you, but his actions told a different story.
"Look, I get it, you're upset-"
"I'm not upset. I don't care." You cut him off, your unbothered demeanor backing up your statement.
"You do care, y/n. Other people might believe that face, but I see through it. You don't have to lie to me, I know you're mad."
"You don't know me." You weakly defended.
"Actually, I do. I know you don't believe my feelings for you are real, and I guess I did do a shitty job of showing it, but they are real."
"Sure, they are."
"They are real!"
"I just said that, Urb."
"Yeah, but you said it sarcastically." This time he grabbed your hand, making you turn your gaze from the window to him. You saw the sincerity in his face, he looked at you with desperate eyes as they pleaded with you to believe him.
"Listen, I fucked up okay. To be honest, I really don't know what I'm doing here." He scratched the back of his neck nervously with his hand that wasn't holding yours. "I already lost you once as a friend, I don't want to lose you again, y/n." You were surprised to hear him say that. "I never did apologize for what happened in middle school. I was a stupid kid and I shouldn't have done what I did. I shouldn't have chosen my other friends or made you feel like you weren't my friend. You were my friend, y/n, one of the best friends I ever had and I blew it. I think I was just young and stupid. I'm sorry, y/n, I really am."
"Thank you, Urban. It means a lot to hear that." You were teary at his confession, squeezing his hand tightly. You weren't typically an emotional person, at least not in front of others, but something about this apology hit deep within your inner child that you didn't know was still hurting.
"I'm glad I got to say it, even though you deserved it way sooner, y/n." He whispered with remorseful eyes, bringing his free hand to cup your cheek and wipe away a stray tear.
"You know," you let out a shaky breath, "I-I really loved you back then, Urby. You were the first guy to be nice to me, the only one actually." You blushed with embarrassment. "I thought the absolute world of you, like you could do no wrong. You made me feel so... normal. Even though it ended the way it ended, I've always been grateful for that experience with you." You whispered.
"Urby... I haven't been called that in a really long time," he chuckled lowly, his cheeks reddening at the youthful pet name. You blushed a bit, not realizing you had called him that. "I really missed hearing that." He confessed shyly, leaning in closer to you.
"I'm happy that we met again, y/n. I feel like I'm getting a second chance to make things right. To try again. I know I haven't really done a good job so far," he admits sheepishly, "but it was because I wasn't sure about how you felt about me. I know it's not an excuse, but it's all I've got." He shrugs apologetically. "But I want to try this again, for like the third time at this point." He chuckles lightly, a pleading look in his eyes. You nod to him and immediately he gets up from the seat, walking to the other end of the quiet jet, everyone either asleep or on their phones. He sits in the seat on the far end, making you lean over the seat next to you to look down the aisle at him. As quickly as he had sat down, he was stood back up, slowly walking back to you before stopping in the aisle by your row.
"Hey, I couldn't help but notice you sitting here alone. I thought I'd keep a beautiful girl company," he said, making you give him your signature eye roll, the smallest smile playing on your lips. You cross your arms over your chest and look away from him uninterested, masking with your best RBF. He chuckled a little, knowing that this was exactly how you were with strangers who were too forward, but sat down anyway.
"I'm Urban by the way." He stuck out his hand for you to shake. You looked at him with a raised brow, then looked down at his hand, and then back up at his face. You kept your expression cold and rolled your eyes, looking back out the window.
"Y/n," you said, your tone low and uninterested, but Urban could see beyond your facade.
"Are you headed to LA, or is it just a layover?" He asked casually, and this time you had a hard time keeping the smile off your face. You looked at him with comical disbelief.
"You're not seriously going to act like we don't know each other, are you?" You asked him, this whole interaction amusing you.
"Act? What act? Have we met before?" He looked at you confused. You rolled your eyes again, but you found it sweet that he was really trying to do this right. You put back a stoic face, playing along and ignoring him as you would any stranger.
"So... LA?" He began his small talk again, asking you very basic questions that he obviously knew the answers to, and you gave him very short answers, but each time with less and less attitude. He noticed your change in energy, your body no longer facing the window of the plane as it was now angled towards him, your arms relaxed in your lap instead of crossed over your chest defensively, you even gave him a few genuine smiles. Before you knew it, the plane had landed and the two of you followed the rest of the crew out onto the runway, Urban insisting on carrying your duffle bag as usual.
"Well, this is me," he said to you with a hint of faux sadness. "It was really nice meeting you, y/n." He continued, and it took everything in you not to laugh at how into his little performance he was. You both were literally going to the same place in the same car, yet he was acting as if he would never see you again. You knew he was putting the ball in your court, wanting you to extend an invitation to see him again.
"It was really nice meeting you too, Urban." You mused, your cold facade melting away as you shyly stepped closer to him. "Um, if you're ever free while in town, maybe we could meet up sometime." You spoke to him quietly. You knew he would accept, but there was still a dejected part of you that was afraid he wouldn't. His beautiful smile put any anxiety you had to rest.
Hope you’ve been taking care of yourself and getting that bag 🤑🤑 proud of you ❤️ I’m just so happy you’re back 😭 been re-reading your work and love it so much!!
Im still new to your blog so I’m sorry for the dumb question but is there a name we can call you by?
Getting that bag.... not so much 😅 but I'm getting there lol, it was a bit of a financial downgrade because it's a complete career shift, but ultimately it'll be better in the long run. Setting myself up for the future bag 🤑
Um, while I was away I got a message referring to me as "whore" and I'm assuming from the context it's because of my username??? But you can call me S lol
No one's ever asked to call me something, so I feel special lol 🥰
They’re not wrong! It’s called No Place Like Home for a reason and it’s annual too so it’s expected to come every year but it’s kinda unfair to the rest of us who don’t want to travel to Kentucky. As long as he’s having fun with it I guess
Exactly. Idk if that anon thinks I'm stupid and need to be told all of the obvious information regarding celebs favoring their home state/city more than others lol
Now this is just me getting on my soap box, so not directed as a response to this ask lol
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Like it makes sense why NPLH is only in Kentucky and it's really not that big of a deal. I'm not rocking back and forth in the corner of my room having a mental breakdown regarding the fact that he's only doing 6 shows and their all in Kentucky 😂
Like idk when it became illegal to be upset about decisions made by other people that distantly affect me, and even shit that doesn't remotely affect me lol. He has a show, I can't go to said show, I'm upset. I feel like it's perfectly normal to be annoyed/upset with this lol. And it's not just Jack, it's literally any other celeb too. Yall don't think I be bent out of shape everytime Dreamville fest comes around and I can't go because I can't afford to be flying out and paying for a hotel room ON TOP of tickets?
This is not Jack specific entitlement lol
I, as the center of the universe, feel entitled to EVERYTHING that I want. I'm a certified hater lol, I hate when things aren't convenient for me. Doesn't mean I'm having a conniption about it. I'm coming ON MY BLOG to complain, and then going back to my regularly scheduled program where I forget this man exists entirely.
I SWEAR I barely care about not seeing him in Kentucky lol. I was upset for like 2 minutes when I heard the news, threw my lil "It's not fair" tantrum and moved on lol. Let me clarify for those that need it: This man, a complete stranger to me whom I do not know and who does not know me, could never make me miserable as he does some of yall on this app.
Yall take shit way too seriously on this app with feeling like you gotta throw your think piece in someone's inbox 🤣
I'm here to have fun and that's it, and it's those think piece in someone's inbox warriors that feel the need to explain to a stranger that this stranger that doesn't know who any single one of us are on this app, "doesn't owe you anything"... like it's not that deep lol, you're not saving Jack's feelings or whatever by invalidating fans who are disappointed that he's not touring. He doesn't owe anyone anything in the same way no one owes anyone anything in this world.
Like tbh, entitlement is even too strong a word to be using when it comes to me just wanting Jack to tour. It's not entitled. I'm a fan wanting an artist to tour the country and being disappointed when he doesn't. If we waterdown the meaning of entitled to you can't want a single thing in this life without it being called entitled we'll destroy the idea of living in a society which is built on expectation of giving and taking. We give this man money and support and in turn he gives us music and tours lol. Not entitlement, just business. Now if I was out here with pitchforks and petitions, then I would say it's entitlement lol, but not me expressing disappointment on a fucking Tumblr blog 😂😂
And to the people that are hellbent on explaining what No Place Like Home means... please shut up lol, nobody here is that dense that they can't understand why he would choose only Kentucky, his home, for this tour.
Anyways, I'm over this now. Get out my inbox with the whole Jack doesn't owe you anything, I know he doesn't, but it doesn't mean I'm not disappointed/upset/annoyed or whatever other feeling word can be used here
Are we getting anything soon from you i check your page almost everyday for some delicious smut
Ummmmmm 😅
I have to go digging in the archives. I have 2 works that were supposed to have been posted before my impromptu hiatus, but reading over them, I'm second-guessing them a little. I'm not gonna promise anything for this weekend, but I'll try to scrap something together for next week!
We knew he would do a No Place Like Home this year. Considering he toured at the end of 2021 and did a world tour in 2022, Jack earned his break this year. He doesn’t have to tour. Yeah it would be nice but I get why he wants to be home. This fandom has become ridiculous with thinking they are entitled to a full tour every year and full access to Jack. If fans knew how to act, we’d get more from him.
I mean it’s NPLH, why would it be outside of his home state? He is no different than other artist that do the same for the hometowns and states. Even Drake when he start the OVO fest. It was small and just kept growing but still never left the Toronto area. Why? Because it’s where he is from. Not everyone is going to be able to afford to go see Jack but that’s life. I got to go to NPLH last year but won’t be able to this year. But I’m not meaning and complaining and being miserable about it. He loves his state and that’s great that he gives them opportunities that wouldn’t happen otherwise in Kentucky.
This fandom just can’t be happy. So many people got run off from one account and their bullying and things just got worse. Just be happy for him. You are never going to get everything you want from Jack or any artist every year.
I don't want to sound problematic but I was hoping his announcement would be a new song because I'm not from US but I'm also happy for the fans
That's not problematic, and even if it was, THIS would be the page to say something against the grain 😂
I won't even be in the states at that time, so even it was in my city I wouldn't be able to go lol, so yeah I agree lol. If he dropped a cute lil boppy bop to end the summer, I would have been happier 😌
But anyways, good for them getting to see their king
I love Jack and happy for anyone that gets to see him but it’s just not fair 😭💔 idk these past few months I’ve noticed he’s been focused on his fans who live in or around kentucky that’s it. He feeds them so much content but never the ones in the west coast. Like I know you hate LA and shit but let me see you perform a song or two 😭 he had such a good run when touring around Europe and visiting the west coast too….. literally all sold out shows. I’m just as upset as you are. There could’ve been brighter or bigger ideas than just 6 shows in Kentucky.
Yeah, I get it. I'm on the east coast and I'm probably closer to KY than you, but it's still not a cute little drive away. I would need to plan and pay for a bunch of shit to go see him. Like I said, I get it. It's his home state and whatnot, but like it's still annoying that they get all the good stuff
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