Crooks n backstabbers

My souls window.

The thought of sex and love makes me moist.

The moisture between my legs could be compared to the moisture of your breathe in my ear as you whisper not sweet nothings but ungodly things that I’d actually prefer you whisper in my ear.

What’s that you say? You want to what? I laugh. When? Here? Right now? I smirk devilishly and ask “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”. We look at each other and laugh, and just that quick a look quickly turns into a stare, a stare becomes a gaze, a gaze becomes an intense moment.

Then everything goes black. When I open my eyes, I immediately close them. They say the best things in life are unseen and frankly this moment I don’t want to see but only feel. Make love to me. Make love to my mind and soul. Take me on a euphoric climax, one that never ends but only increases.

Two people who were once on separate agendas are now in sync as one. Mimicking each others motions neither trying to out-do the other but picking up where the other left off. Hot, heated and passionate sex. Nothing but raw naked emotions have been laid out, everything given and nothing held back.

I’m tired. She’s tired. We are tired.

The smell of hot sex fills the air. I love how my sex smells. It smells of passion and ecstasy which by definition is an overpowering emotion or exaltation; a state of sudden, intense feeling.

We look at each other and laugh, and just that quick a look quickly turns into a stare, a stare that becomes a gaze, a gaze that becomes the beginning of two people who have shared a special bond that can never be broken. The bond of sex and love.

Time and time again I’ve given my heart and have had it given back to me In bits and pieces. Those pieces have slowly blown away like fallen leaves in autumn. If you look and i mean REALLY look inside my chest it’s only one piece that remains. The bottom. I saved the bottom for YOU. The bottom of my heart is what’s important. It’s where all the real emotions seem to drain to and sit and brew like a pot of your favorite soup that warms you up on a cold day. I saved the bottom of my heart for you because everything in me that means the most, that I want you to know and have, comes from the bottom. Whenever I feel like I have nothing left to give I think about your face, your smile, your presence and I dig down deep into the bottom endless pit of my heart and I always find more room. It’s crazy… The bottom of my heart is sooo deep. Who knew out of a whole heart the only part I need to maintain was the bottom.

I’ve seen those eyes before. I never want to see them again. They says beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Frankly your line of sight is not one of beauty but of one who only sees red. Your ugly. And so are your ways. I hate your eyes. Your eyes love me. Those eyes are silent killers that speak volumes. It’s gross. It’s a cold, hungry, angry, careless, distrustful look you carry. It’s send chills through my body, but not the kind I like. What the fuck are YOU looking at sir. Why are you here? Where did you come from? What do you want? Do I know you? Have we met? I guess you cant hear either… I said NO!!! NO… No.. Hmm… I guess no means yes. Why are you still looking at me. I know your eyes. I seen these eyes. I hate them.

I wanted a Forever XXI Tat but couldn’t think of what I would get. So mo visited me in a dream n this is where she took me… N this tattoo is for YOU! I love you mo… Gone but never forgotten

You see I’m from “THA AREA” VA, DC, MD. Where niggas can go to Potomac Mills Mall, Pentagon City Mall, or Iverson Mall for they whole fuckin wardrobe. We the home of Redskins and Wizards. We the NOVA, DC, and PGC school distirct. When we in Club H2O, Dream,Palladium/The Tunnel, Platinum, or The Ritz we throw up our hoods like 7 Woodz, Langdon Park, The Farms, SE , NW, NE, Uptown, PG. We take days off from school ta hit up the Fair in front of Springfield Mall. We rep “THA AREA” in white tees, throwbacks, and shirts airbrushed with our names, our hoods, or our lost loved ones. We say “NOVA” “DC” OR “PG COUNTY”, “THA AREA”, “Metro”, “703, 202, 301”, “NORTH EAST”, “SOUTH EAST”, “SOUTH WEST”, rockin braids, twists, bob’s, dreads, low cuts and deep waves, bald fades, fros, bald heads with or without the sideburns, clean ass fitted hats cocked to whicheva side. We know that Fried Chicken, Mambo Sauce, and GOGO is the shit. But most of all we love that AREA. So if you from the AREA/ Metro or anywhere near it and you love reppin yo side, put this on yo wall and every wall you see. THA AREA REPRESENTAS STAND UP!!!!!!

DISCLAIMER… this may NOT apply to all entertainers but for those that it does you will feel where I’m coming from…

Sometimes i think people forget at the end of the day I am STILL human… I don’t have super hero powers… I’m just a regular bitch with a regular life with regular problems! When I’m in the club I’m Juicebox, and when I leave the club i return to myself n my NORMAL life.

As entertainers we have a lot of pressure that is placed upon us as far as image goes and who we talk to and how we talk to ppl etc. I remain humble and very appreciative of all the love and support I get, and I’ve found remaining that way and keeping it neutral will further one in this business. I’m sooooo blessed to have met the ppl I’ve met and been the places that I’ve been, on the flip side living in lime light suuuccckkksss lol… Ppl are constantly watching your every move and what you say and who your talking to and “ooohh I bet they fucking” and “I heard this and I heard that”.

Being in this entertainment business has only showed me one thing… It’s a dog eat dog world. It does nothing but tear our community apart, break friendships, and that ppl will do WHATEVER it takes to claim that throne. Everything that glitter isn’t always gold! I now see why celebrities go of the deep end sometimes.

Just let this be known… I’m NOT in the business for the money, I’m NOT in this business for the fame, I’m NOT in this business to “compete” for a number 1 spot…. I AM in this business because I LOVE to dance… I AM in this business because LOVE to entertain… I AM in this business because it can potentially open up other doors for potential entertainment business OUTSIDE of dancing.

I could care less about all the other stuff .. Because a smart bitch knows that one may have a LOOOONNNNNGG run in the exotic dancing business BUT there is NO longevity in it. So before you think twice about judging me and character remember I LOVE dancing BUT this is NOT my life… Just a well paid hobby.

So for all you vets in the game I think we can all agree on ONE thing… These young cats out here that want soooo badly to be in this business should think long about about everything ive said and about the things that comes with this job…

The final product is always beautiful but the behind the scene action is very very ugly…

Be blessed

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