somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff
not my poems or a dance i gave up in the street
but somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff
like a kleptomaniac workin hard & forgettin while stealin
this is mine!
this aint yr stuff
now why don’t you put me back
& let me hang out in my own
self
somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff!
& didn’t care enuf to send a note home sayin
i was late for my solo conversation
or two sizes too small for my own tacky shirts
what can anybody do wid somethin of no value on
a open market?
did you getta dime for my things?
hey man
where are you goin wid alla my stuff?!
this is a woman’s trip & i need my stuff
Nicole, do you remember your description/fanfic of the Pitchfork writer who praises Bey/Nicki with stickers on his laptop etc? Because I literally saw an embodiment of that post:
The worst part is he teaches a class at Rutgers called..... "Politicizing Beyonce"
A white gay teaching about "the black female experience"
Literally gross.
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I just realized Dev would not exist without Keshit.
somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff
not my poems or a dance i gave up in the street
but somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff
like a kleptomaniac workin hard & forgettin while stealin
this is mine!
this aint yr stuff
now why don’t you put me back
& let me hang out in my own
self
somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff!
& didn’t care enuf to send a note home sayin
i was late for my solo conversation
or two sizes too small for my own tacky shirts
what can anybody do wid somethin of no value on
a open market?
did you getta dime for my things?
hey man
where are you goin wid alla my stuff?!
this is a woman’s trip & i need my stuff
Is that a speech from For colored Girls? I kinds remember that
Oh lightning strikes twice
And it burns like ice
I wish I didn't love you again
Oh lightning strikes twice
And it burns so nice
I wish I didn't love you
*breakdown*