Still Cute

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32225
United States
30° 21' 56.988" N, 81° 29' 37.6764" W

An educated, situated, never derived, forever alive black women is what i was born to be. 

But all girls don't think like that you see. 

If you can achieve having the best weave then you've got one point.

MY jeans  are tighter than yours and it shows my figure  so I gotta walk these girls and take five pictures before i, post one to instagram.

Can you spell Expenditure?

Good good that another point.

Girl I just got my nails done. This one is cute like my pinky. Girl you just got a little bit stinky. Did you take a bath today? It doesn't matter okayy, because I'm.

STILL CUTE THOUGH.

Sitting in class waiting for the bell to ding. I'm gonna pick up my phone because I thought I heard it ring. The teacher might see but that all cool. It don't really matter cuz i don't like school. 

Didn't Jasmine have a baby. Yes, and she named him Ted. The father messed around and left because she opened her legs. No job. No money. No degree. But she claimed that child support! He comes with a monthly check but her favorite words are still "I want more". Its all good right because.

SHE STILL CUTE THOUGH.

I don't want her her to hang with us because she does all her work. I know what a nerd she cant even twerk. Yeah she got into college and her business is taking off. But shes with a white man who just happens to be the boss.

When a woman is doing what she has to do to survive and maintain her lifestyle. Thats hat you call MAGIC! But its tragic that its not expected to happen. 

Also I wasn't born to be late all the time. So if you're late don't come in with an excuse like you wasn't even lying.

"I'm sorry my tires bust on the way over here".  Aah but he was really on a date. 

While he was being argued at, the only thing he could think of was.

SHE THOUGHT I WAS CUTE THOUGH.

two pints for me

I'm tired of talking about him, hes messed up so much his chances are slim. 

I am not ghetto nor do i live i the ghetto. So you can think twice about claiming that I roll dice in the street every week racking up money for something to eat. 

I work just like you. But I think my time is running out so let me leave you with something to chew.

Big things often have small beginnings. My future has already started so let me be the first to say that there is NO ending.

My path to greatness has boarders, so there is NO way that I'm falling off. HMMM Did you say something? That better had been a cough.

Oh thats what  I thought, you will never be me. an educated situated , never deprived, forever alive black woman is what I was born to be. 

But ALL I wanted you to know. Is that IM STILL CUTE THOUGH.

 

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