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Bianca is ready to get her senior yr over and done with, and it hasn't even started yet. She just wants a drama free school year and to focus on nothing but her grades and very few friends. But is that really possible with every thing going on around her?
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reblog and make a wish!this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.

YOOOOOOO
I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS
LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL
IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS

holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS. 

I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT 

SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP

WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????

I WISHED THAT HE’D TEXT ME AND HE DID WTF IS THIS SORCERY

I WISHED THAT THIS GUY AND I WILL GO OUT ON A DATE AND GUESS WHAT WE FUCKING DID AHHHH

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OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.

THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.

AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.

THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.

YOOOOOOO

I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS

LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL

IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS

holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS. 

I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT 

SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP

WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????

I WISHED THAT HE’D TEXT ME AND HE DID WTF IS THIS SORCERY

I WISHED THAT THIS GUY AND I WILL GO OUT ON A DATE AND GUESS WHAT WE FUCKING DID AHHHH

Save the Hero (Bonus Track) | Beyoncé

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* Save The Hero - Beyoncé *

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i dont need a boyfriend i need 12 million dollars and a donut 

▷ Chapter Two: Cree's Interlude.

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Cree

This is the lowest I’ve ever been in my whole entire 24 years of life. I talked to no one, I didn’t want them to know. Nobody needed to see me like this. I wouldn’t even want to look at myself if I were anyone. I was weak.. Humiliated. Torn. Broken. Numb. I more or so dumbstruck as…

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"MAN THIS STORY I’M WRITING IS GONNA BE SO GOOD I’M SO PUMPED"

"I CAN’T WAIT TO DEVELOP THE SHIT OUT OF THESE CHARACTERS"

"HOT DAMN THAT ONE SCENE NEAR THE MIDDLE IS GONNA BE BITCHIN’"

"THIS PLOT TWIST IS THE SINGLE BEST IDEA I’VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE"

~one hour later~

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Tags  #mylife  

▷ Chapter One: Maneater.

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Layla.

Eight hours on this nigga. I just wasted eight fucking hours on this nigga. I took another sip from my glass of wine and shook my head. Sometimes I wondered why I even did this to myself. I was young, beautiful, talented, now why was it so hard to find me a man that I could keep on my own? But that’s the question every black woman had. Why were we losing our men to someone else? What did it take for someone to love you unconditionally… without regrets?

The light taps on my apartment door interrupted my thoughts and I opened my door to smug ass look on Malachi’s face.

“You’re late.”

“You fine as hell.” He smirked as he wrapped arms around my hips.

If I even begun to tell you the story behind Malachi you’d be either want to smack me or kill him. We’ve been through it all as cliché that sounds. He was my bestfriend nowadays he was like a stranger. Well, ever since he got with that Asia bitch.

I pulled away from his embrace folding my arms in frustration, “Eight hours? Seriously? No call, no fucking text, not a fucking letter… where were you?”

“Damn, ma. A nigga couldn’t even a kiss not a hug?” He plopped down on the couch.

I cut my eyes at him and shook my eyes. “I don’t know why I even deal with your ass.” I mumbled under my breath.

He must’ve heard because he quickly got up the couch and stood in front of me.

“Don’t get smart, Lay.”

“Don’t be with her anymore, Mal.” I spat at him.

“Here you go, here you fucking go. You know right now’s a good time.”

“Then when will be? Before or after the wedding?”

I swear he doesn’t understand what he’s doing to me. Making me feel like I’m in second place and I’m not. I was here first, he was mine. It just wasn’t fair to me. 

“You know the situation, babe. Please don’t act like that.” He slyly wrapped his arms around my waist and began to kiss my neck.

I rolled my eyes. A bitch was feeling like Amina Buddafly in this Peter Gunz situation. Why couldn’t the man I love just want to flaunt me? Why did I look like a side bitch on the outside looking in? It wasn’t fair to me and I sure hell don’t know how long I’m gonna be able to handle this shit. 

“Baby look at me..Look at me.” His chocolate brown orbs stared at me and I became frozen. “I love you, Layla. That’ll never change nor go away. You’re mine, babygirl. I’m gonna tell her tomorrow, baby, I promise.” He stuck his pinky out.

I hesitated then wrapped my pinky around his. “You promise?”

He nodded. “I promise.”

Before I knew it we were making love and the pit of guilt that sat in my stomach grew deeper. I had heard this promise many many times before and I knew how it would always end.

I needed out of this.

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Serenity

In my eyes no bitch is badder than me, no bitch is better than me, and no bitch could ever be on my level. I was strong… fearless so why couldn’t I find a man like that? Why did every man that tried to step to me was beneath me? I

I arose from my bed over hearing last night’s leftovers slam my front door. Oh well, I’m just glad he knew where front door was. I put on my silk robe and made my way to the kitchen fixing me up a quick breakfast.

I guess I’m what most women call a ‘man-eater’. I find a man, get what I want, suck him dry, then devour him. It’s only nature. It had been that way ever since I started dating, I’m not taking my chance on getting my heart broken for anyone. I was content in my sexuality and with what I was doing.  No harm, no foul.

Just as I began to grab a bottle of water my phone began to ring. Checking the called I.D. I smirked and shook my head.

“Goodmorning, Mother.”

“Morning? Serenity, it’s 1 in the afternoon. Where are you? You promised to help your sister with her last minute baby shower things.”

“That was today?” I groaned. “ Why can’t you get Anaya to do it? Why me?” I rolled my eyes.

“Because Serenity you promised your sister you would. Do you know you’re the only one of my 4 girls that’s still single? Single people need things to do. ”

“Yes because me being single has to do with everything I do.”

“It does, Serenity.  I should be having grandbabies right now, you’re holding up the process.”

“Bye mom, I’ll see you soon.”

It never failed that my own mother was the main one plotting against me. I was content where I was in my life. I don’t need a man-a boy telling me what I could and couldn’t do. Life was perfect this way.

My phone began to rang again and I quickly picked up the phone.

“Babygirl.” His deep husky voice spoke.

“I miss you.” I pouted slightly. “Where’ve you been hiding?”

“Don’t worry baby, daddy’s coming home. You want some company tonight?”

Fuck, I swear his voice made my panties wet.

“Yes.” I cleared my throat trying not to so eager.

“I’ll come threw tonight..better be ready too.”

I smirked, “I’m always ready.”

“You better be.” I hung up the phone and bit my lip.

Who said being single was a bad thing?

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The ugly cry I just let our. Seeing J.Cole and his girl on my dash.

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lmfaooooo reblog so I can see

▷ Prologue: Holding My Breath.

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Cree

I fucking snapped. I don’t know what happened or when it happened but it did. It was going to happen eventually, it was only a matter of time honestly. I had with Micah’s shit. I couldn’t take it anymore. 

"Muthafuckas wanna step out on me?" I wiped the tears that fell from red cheeks. "I think muthafuckas wanna step out on me! I’ma show this bitch what happens when you step out on me!"

I went into the closet we shared pulling everything onto the floor. Every Gucci shirt, every Armani suit, all that shit had to fucking go. 

"I gave this muthafucka seven years of my life! Seven! I followed this muthafuckas every wish, catered every fucking need! At every fucking basketball game! Every fucking playoff! That bitch could never do what I fucking do!" I emptied out my soul. 

The blaring of Jhene Aiko’s “Drinking and Driving” only seemed to hype me up more. I wanted to ruin him.. just like he ruined me. All of the shit he put me through, I wanted him to feel that shit.

I tossed the last Jordan into the tub. I untwisted the bottle of the industrial sized bottle of Clorox bleach onto shoes slowly, making sure I covered every lace. Smirking with satisfaction, I made my way into the next room.

"Don’t worry Cree, people don’t need to know about us. You know where we stand.. no muthfucka do you know where the fuck we stand!" I shouted as knocked down every ugly ass graffiti drawing he had up. 

By then I had demolished half of the house and I truly couldn’t get a crescent of a fuck. I trashed that muthafucka just like he trashed me. I trotted my ass to the kitchen refilling my glass of Pink Moscato. I looked down at the glass, shrugged, and tossed it to the ground taking a gulp from the bottle. 

Grabbing the bottle, I made my way to our bedroom. I looked over at the time he’d be home any moment and I wouldn’t. I grabbed my purse and lit me a quick cigarette. I exhaled the smoke that filled my body then made glance at the picture sat on the nightstand. 

"My Micah.." I shook my head. 

I took the picture out the frame and stuffed it into my pocket. I sighed deeply before making my way out the house.

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Kamiyah

I ran my fingers through Kayden’s curls as he slept peacefully. I swear the more and more he grows the more he looks like his father. I sighed at my thoughts and gently placed him in his crib. 

I’d never thought I’d be a mother at this age shit, a single mother at that. Although I wouldn’t trade Kayden for the world I just wished things were differently. I wish I would’ve waited. I wish I wouldn’t have listen to his lies. I just.. want a restart. 

Kayden’s father and I were together for five years before I had gotten pregnant. We spent every moment together; wherever he was, I wasn’t far along. He actually had me thinking he could’ve been the one. It wasn’t until I got pregnant he changed his whole mind. I haven’t talked to him since I was 4 months pregnant, Kayden’s about to be one in 2 months. It’s sad when you put your all into someone only to be let down and hurt. 

My phone interrupted my thoughts and I quickly answered.

"Hello?" 

"Miyah, come out with us!" Serenity hollered. 

I shook my head with a smile, “I can’t girl. It’s Kayden and mommy time.” 

"Its always Kayden and mommy time." She mocked me. "I swear girl if you don’t leave your house soon you’ll die of boredom. You need a break." 

"I’m fine. Call me back when you get home so I know you made it in safe."

"That’s if I’m not fucking. Love you, slut." She hung up. 

I looked at my phone and shook my head.

I yawned as I walked into my bedroom crawling underneath the covers. I looked to my left and noticed how cold that side had become. Maybe Serenity was right? Maybe I needed to get out the house more. One thing for damn sure is I was tired of sleeping alone.

I sighed deeply before cutting out my lamp and drifting off to sleep.

▷ Say this slow, “God I need you and I love you.” Now if you really mean it re-post and a miracle will happen, ignore and it will go wrong.

▷ We Belong Together: We Belong Together: The Ending. Part I

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