Generating money as a writer got to be placed in the front of my mind. The Literary Hustle is a reminder that I want to make money. My first dollar as a writer happen a little over a year ago. A dollar or two a day is like a horse seeing hay. Can’t even front.
I was speaking to this chick at this event. She brought up the whole Jim Jones situation of him learning how to tongue kiss from is mom. She go on talking about how black people get molested and don’t say nothing. Real passionate about it. So I interrupt her. I told her how I never learned to tongue kiss before and she should teach me. This chick looked at me for a good 12 seconds just staring. I had to ask was she okay because the look she gave me was confusing. She look like she wanted to tongue me down but also looked like she wanted to punch me in my face. I ain’t want nobody upset so I told her just kidding.
I’m on Instagram the other day. This chick I follow posted on her story. She was wearing a waist shaper over a yellow body suit. On her story she was complaining on why she hate the body suit. She zoom in to show why; pussy wedge on 10. The pussy looked like Homer Simpson mouth about to smile. I’m a perv, and that is the shit I like. So I replied to her story via DM, “Tell Tweety I said hi 👋🏿.” I thought it would be funny not lame. Now this chick Instagram page don’t pop up no more on my TL, story, DMs, and followers. If I knew that was a trap I would have avoided it.