Thank you God for giving me the gift of being able to bare a child.
Thank you giving me strength to see through nine months of pain although I feel at times untrained.
Most times I don’t feel qualified to be able to give birth to a miracle but with you enable me to share my thoughts very lyrical.
A mother is like a Angel, a person who can do any wrong in the eyes of a child, I know it because of you and I smile.
To be able to feed my seed with natural milk to keep him/her strong and healthy is one of the reasons I thank you for things like this make you feel wealthy.
Women are a kind way for you to show your thanks to the world, I just hope that one day this message get sent to every beautiful girl.
Females should know they are blessed and there’s nothing more precious than becoming a woman since we are apart of earth that cultivate the very feature of mother earth.
Men give praises to a Queen and make sure that all of her beauty is seen.
Women know your place, you are the beginning and the end of every human race! -B.Blunt 04/14/14
Dudes say they would never wife a chick who shows too much skin over the internet, yet they always post half naked girls talking bout wcw or badd bitches. But say they want a queen who respect themselves. I’m confused…
I lay down, eyes closed as I imagine his strong hands trailing along the curves of my body. Gripping my hips as I lay on my side, I feel his hard on rubbing against my sex. Sharing sensual moans that seems like a trancing stigma. Oh this stimulation is mental while I feel him physically resting, throbbing, pulsating, climaxing inside of me. This passion, our desires….. I’m rising higher and higher. Cloud nine beyond the stars. Touching, kissing all focus is on us. The outside world doesn’t matter just right here and now. Anywhere, anyway, anyplace, anytime. …. the bedroom, the kitchen, the stairs, the garage, the bathroom, the floor, his face, all places. We climb high so high. Making love like this feels like history. Never coming down he touches my soul I go inside off his love. They don’t know anything of this magnitude so we are misunderstood but it doesn’t matter. Strange is what we seem. Resurrecting love on this scale has formed a lane of it’s on akin to sweet molasses, the sweetest nectar from the strongest tree bearing only his fruit
This feeling. …. it’s love. B.Blunt 11/18/13
Man I was sitting on the top of the world
had nothing, Yet everything …. my baby girls.
Took tragedy to come and snatch what little I had.
I was most shelter now I’m in need of aide, how sad.
Out of all I helped only a few answered that call.
Rock bottom is now my reality of it all.
Alone with my thoughts I contemplated suicide.
nothing to gain from this world, no more tears to cry.
With nothing I still find ways to help.
Taken advantage of no strength or wealth.
Dying to live in a world whose out to kill me.
Despair and pain adds up to a fee.
Tear me apart and shatter what’s left.
While I keep all of my secrets on a closet shelf.
In muddy water my feet sink in mighty deep.
A prisoner of my own hope no redemption for me.
The result of this life, is that it’s cursed.
Look like my luck has only turn worst.
No more ground beneath my feet.
Silence as I jump off the cliff beneath me….
He makes me smile just like a child.
Blush? I do that at the drop of a dial.
Been knowing him since day one.
I think i might be sprung.
After ten years we kissed and heaven sung.
Our passion just begun.
I’m aiming for his heart and see if it’s mines.
Shid he might have me doing double time.
Take it slow and see where this thing go.
Where it ends up i do not know.
Anything but heartache I’ll gladly take.
My love is only pure, never fake. -B.Blunt
I had a lil bit too much to drink
So here i am with wasted thoughts and i sink
Not into depression but a sexual high
Just need someone to take there and let me dive
Into her ocean
I wanna feel her explosion
Warm and wet and tight at the same time
Dayum sweet love just leave your man and be mines
Drowning in a pool of liquor
I guess my words kinda make you figure
But on some real shit i want you naked
All over me can i feel you smooth skin and crash it like wreckage
I had a bit to drink tonight but I’m telling the truth
I do wanna make you my lil boo. -B.Blunt
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAY MOM! I MISS YOU SO MUCH EVERYDAY. I MISS YOUR BEAUTIFUL SMILE AND ANGELIC VOICE. NOT HAVING YOU HERE IS HAVING A VOID NOT BEING FULFILLED. ONLY SOLACE IS I KNOW YOU WITH GOD FREE FROM PAIN AND IS TRULY BEING LOVED LIKE YOU DESERVE. #RIP #MOM
APRIL 2, 1951-SEPTEMBER 16, 2003
I made this post because I’m tired of seeing men mostly promoting fake hair but complaining about women wearing fake hair. I know it’s a business but try promoting natural sisters as well.
1/2 inch of hair
1 color #blonde
#1, 000, 000% Proud