Didn't read; pity post.
I remember growing up playing basketball in my Apt complex one-on-one with Tammy. My dumb ass would always let him win because he was sexy to to me. You can never defy Sexy. Tammy was my world: I had the Timmy D's, the calendar, and dreamt of eating his everyday. I was a kid who fell for the system. A small SA kid who grew up on Magic but was stolen by Tammy. My point is, as children we have idols. They push us to achieve and to dream. My dreams got me here…wherever here is. You feel me?
In 2005, I met my Tammy…my idol, in San Antonio at a all men's club. I wasn’t a back street boy, I considered myself a e girl, the SA brat living in shame trying to make ends meet. I could barely afford a Hostess Ding Dong. But I had a VIP pass given to me by my male friend who busted his ass to throw a party for these mythical athletes/celebs.
I stood there next to Tammy, staring at him wondering what the fukk do I say. I had my moment that night. My hero stood there, shook my hand softly, and asked me something that changed my world. He looked down on me and asked me “Can I fukk your boyfriend?” and I laughed thinking it was a funny joke. The thing was he wasn’t kidding. No Tammy had NOT been drinking, but he was 100% serious. He then said, “Let me know.” My heart dropped and that was it. As mad as I was at my hero I was more mad at myself for worshipping something that was never real.
They say there are moments in your life that scar your mind. This was a strike in my mindset, a shift in trust. The worst people in this world are the ones taking it up the ass.
Last edited by Koolaid_Man; 04-10-2014 at 05:47 PM.
puh-lease you can't live without me...
Otherwise known as Kirby's casting process for The TapeTOSB To Stranger: " Can I Smash Your Boyfriend?"![]()
thread le made me laugh didn't read the rest
that tape is somewhere in italy
we all know what italians do to blacks over there....
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