I could talk about myself all day, but I won't.

My niece is my best friend and the owner of my heart
I love animals
I abhor meat-eaters
I like to lick a little bit 'o labia - courtesy of Lizzy the lezzy
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A magic carpet ride.

I've added a new section at the bottom of every feature for comments. Use them. You're allowed to vote too. Get involved. I insist.

I'm trying to be a real lawyer so I might not have the time to keep you as entertained as I usually do. Be fair! I'm just a little boy!
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Ellen played a bit of YouTube video that rocked my world. I had to investigate her and share my findings. I think she's the coolest chick alive and my future ex-wife. She goes by Karmin on YouTube, but Ellen called her Amy. Whatever her name is, she's talented.

How many sexual partners does it take to root you firmly in whore territory?

More than your age (10 | 55%)
Over 20 (5 | 28%)
Over 10 (3 | 17%)
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"It's a little bit horrifying just how quickly everything can fall to crap. Sometimes, it takes a huge loss to remind you of what you care about the most. Sometimes, you find yourself becoming stronger as a result, wiser, better equipped to deal with the next big disaster that comes along. Sometimes, but not always."



- Meredith -
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Oprah ruined my fun game. That bitch. I'm joking. Some housewife could shank me for saying that. LOVE Oprah. This is Lea T, the world's first tranny supermodel. She's really hot - if we disregard the whole penis thing.
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You know the deal

Manish girl (5 | 28%)
Girly boy (13 | 72%)

Are you the type of person your pet would be proud of?

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A recurring theme in my writing is the moral decay corrupting society and the disassociation of humanity from humans that it has resulted in. The only reason I’m able to notice this in others is because I’ve noticed it in myself and it has tormented me over the years. I can’t say I’ve had a difficult life: my parents gave me practically everything I wanted, I went to good schools, I live in a nice house, I have caring friends, my siblings have their flaws but they care and I’m not particularly unattractive so society hasn’t been cruel to me.

Despite all this, I’ve had to be hard all my life. I’ve had to be a bitch; I’ve had to be combative; I’ve had to be aggressive; I’ve had to be unapologetic. And for the most part, I really do believe that there’s evil in me that is innate, but the way it has manifested leads me to believe that part of it is nurture and not just nature. I’ve had to be a bitch because people don’t treat me with respect unless I demand it. I’ve had to be combative because no one else would fight for me. I’ve had to stop apologising for not meeting other people’s expectations.

A series of little things have contributed to my tough exterior. White peers undermining me because I’m black, even though I end up doing all the work. Girls I don’t even know being afraid to sit next to me because I’m gay. Black people giving me grief because I don’t meet their standards of being “black enough” - even though I speak the languages and have the same mannerisms. At a very young age it became clear to me that this truly is a dog-eat-dog world and that I had to be a Rottweiler to survive.

It was when my mother told me that I have a worrying lack of uBuntu that I realised what I’d become. You see, unlike the Hulk, I had no latent humanity. My anger could not be quelled. I said things to people that gave no indication of me being a compassionate being. My sisters always joke that they didn’t know that I could feel until I got my pups. I had become the beast I’d seen in others. The lines blurred and I could no longer pick my battles because there was a war waging in my conscience. I was more of a Rottweiler than the family Rottweiler, Rocky.

Eventually, I got tired of being feared because I was the type of person who continued to kick you, long after you’d stopped fighting back. I didn’t know how to do that till I actually heard what my sisters said. It was then that I began the journey to becoming the person I was around my beloveds all the time. I believe that you teach people how to treat you, but somehow it became you punish people if they don’t. I would never belittle my pups. I would never make them cry or enjoy it. I needed to be patient and understanding; to give people second chances. I needed to treat people with respect to get respect in return. I had to start telling the people around that I appreciate them, even when I didn’t show it.

It hasn’t been easy and I’ve had to face the fact that I’m more callous than I’d like to be. Sometimes I slip and go back to being that person. It takes a lot of effort not to fight with people, but I’m making it. I have to use my words thoughtfully, which has saved me from getting my ass kicked. And I’m generally happier. At least I noticed a defect in my behaviour and I’m going about rectifying it. I can’t say the same for others. Would your pet be ashamed of the type of person you are? Hide behind the anonymity of the internet and speak badly of others, unaware of the beast you’ve become. Make fun of whomever you please, even though the stench of your self-loathing lingers in the room long after you’ve left. The real lesson is that the pain we cause others doesn’t compare to the pain we cause ourselves. Look at the number of genuine relationship you have with people. Being a cunt has only hurt you. So be as open and loving as your Labrador is, you have nothing to lose. Be gentle and caring. Speak to people nicely. Heck, you might just find that a punk like me will respond positively to you.

Don’t make the change and you’ll find that you never stop fighting. And I'm not cured so, if you want a fight, I'll give you the best fight of your life. You can’t be surprised that I’m armed when you came out guns blazing.

xoxo
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“You know what really scares me? I liked being fucked up, now more than ever. Is that a kid thing or a family thing?”

- Becca -
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Are relationships really worth it?

Yes (8 | 35%)
No (15 | 65%)
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I wish I could clone Whitney from "The Real L Word". She does all the things that I like. Her dreads are amazing - because they're clean. Piercings, tats - I wouldn't be able to walk away. My version wouldn't be a douche though. And she'd be smarter, maybe even well-spoken - if her DNA wouldn't curdle.
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Kreayshawn is my latest obsession!The cutest pocket white girl ever and she's mad gangsta, son! I love her!
More of my favourite gangsta white bitch, Kreayshawn. I love her. I hope you love her too!
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