Tag Archives: cheaters

All These Flavors… And You Choose Salty

The Author Yani
The Author Yani

Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back! I hope everyone had an awesome week and is ready to start this new week off with a POW! Peep the title of this blog post. “All These Flavors … And You Choose Salty”. What exactly does that mean? Exactly what it says! No metaphors, no hidden messages, straight like that with no chaser!

I’ve touched on the topic of females knowingly being side chicks and being alright with holding that title. Me personally, I think it’s dumb and pathetic to demean yourself like that, but I’ve come to realize after lots of observation that too many of these chicks flat out don’t give a fuck. They do it purposely as though they have something to prove. They have to show that they are better than the next chick. They have to win. They’ll go above and beyond the call of duty of a side chick thinking it will cause that man to pay more attention to her than the rest of the chicks he’s dealing with. She’ll dress a little sexier, wear her jeans a little tighter, her skirts become shorter, her cleavage becomes more exposed. She’ll begin to walk a certain way, talk a certain way, suck and fuck him like a porn star so she can win and be able to stick her tongue out at the other bitches on some nan nan na boo boo type shit. She’s completely transformed herself into a decepti-thot to suit his needs. She’s changed herself without even realizing it, thinking she’ll have one up on the other chicks. Honey, sweetheart, sugar foots, baby cakes… let me tell you something. Let me tell all of you side chicks something. All of that is for naught! You played yourself. Because after he has his way with you, guess who he’s ultimately going back to? His wife, wifey, the one who holds his heart. The one who can stimulate more than just his dick. The one who challenges him to be better and believes in his dreams. The one who is above the silly young girl bullshit and is more focused on building a life with him. She actually, is the one I feel sorry for, not you silly salty bitches. You can suck a nigga’s dick until his toes are throwing up gang signs, and after that 15 minutes of pleasure, you still hold the same spot you held before- his thing of the moment. So what did you really win? Who did you really beat? What’s up with your low self-esteem, now? Better yet, how does that salt taste?

I had to write this blog post because I see far too many women on social media who brag about fucking another woman’s man. Why settle for being a man’s one of many instead of finding a man who will treat you like you’re one in a million. That shit ain’t cute and is a sure fire way of getting your fronts knocked out. Rarely does a situation ever work in the side chicks favor where a man leaves his real woman for the bitch he’s fucking on the side. And in few situations where the man does end up with the side chick, it’s because his woman done gave him a taste of his own medicine and his fragile male ego couldn’t handle it. In that regard, you still didn’t win. You’re just the plan B, the consolation prize, The I can’t have what I want so I might as well get what I can take, girl. And if you’re happy with that scenario, you don’t need to build your self-esteem up, honey you need to just go drink a cup of womanhood and find some self-esteem. While you’re at it, remember this: the same way you got him will be the same way you lose him. Look at Kevin Hart. Went on and on about how that girl was his rib and he fucked around and treated her like a McRib sandwich off the fucking McDonald’s dollar menu. Chile please.

As usual, if you liked the blog post, comment your thoughts. Share my blog on social media and make sure you subscribe to it. Halloween is coming so be sure to check out my book of short horror stories which can only be found on my official website. Be sure to check out my other hot reads available in eBook format and paperback, which include free shipping! Until next time folks! Smooches!

Let’s Talk About Trifling Niggas & Bum Bitches

Yani
Yani

Soooo let me start this off simply by saying I have filtered myself since I started this self-publishing journey simply because I didn’t want to offend anyone. But that kept me from being me. So with that being said… fuck that. Mask off, people. Mask fucking off.

Man, that felt good. Like coming home after a long day at work, taking off your high heels, unsnapping your bra and letting your titties breathe kind of feeling. Like, I just exhaled like my queens from the movie. I completely understand what Tupac meant when he said you get writer’s block when you start trying to watch what you say to appease a muthafucka. Like nah, I can’t say this, nah I can’t say that. Fuck that. Censoring myself fucks up my creativity and I’m not doing it anymore. I had a saying whenever my mom would question me about what I would wear when I would run to the corner store or sit on the porch. “If muthafuckas don’t like how I look then don’t look at me.” Now of course I didn’t say muthafuckas to Betty Bunns because she would’ve knocked me smooth the fuck out. But that’s how it sounded in my head when I thought it as I censored myself for the sake of keeping my jaw in place. That’s how I feel about my blog going forward. If muthafuckas don’t like what they read, click off my shit and read a more sweet and tamed blog.

Let’s hit this discussion, shall we.

Let’s talk about these trifling ass niggas. We got some trifling ass niggas out here in these streets. It ain’t just niggas in Philly, the niggatry reaches far beyond the tri-state area. These fuck niggas are every where. I’m talking about lying, cheating, sneaky, conniving ass niggas that have zero fucks to give about the shit they’re doing. Before y’all ask the question like damn sis who hurt you, let me just say recently, no one because I shut shit down as soon as the fuckery begins. I just watch how niggas move and listen to the way they talk and the shit is sickening.  Niggas out here fake conscious on social media like they’re so enlightened and so “woke” when the fact of the matter is they about as sleep as the fucking dead. They out here spitting this black power, higher conscious shit to chicks who aren’t well versed in the shit so it’s like back in the Shakespearean days when those muthafuckas would read a bitch a sonnet and she’d get all starry eyed and shit. That’s how these chicks get. They wear this crazy mask pretending to be everything the chick wants and then once they get in good, be it to get the pussy, or their homeless ass needs a place to stay or a bitch to be their cash cow, they change back to the trifling nigga doing the trifling niggatry, having the chick looking like who the fuck is this imposter. But sis, this the crazy shit. This isn’t the imposter. This is the real nigga. The muthafucka that finessed his way into your life and got you stuck on that academy award winning acting job is the damn imposter.  Then because a chick is caught the fuck up, she wastes even more time trying to fix what she thinks is broken when really it’s all been a lie. She figures she can change this monster back into what she fell in love with, but ultimately she begins to change herself. And when the game is over, cause that’s all the fuck it was anyway, sis you lost. You lost the man (which wasn’t much of a loss but because you so caught up, you can’t see that loss as being a blessing) and ultimately you lose yourself, too and it’s hard as fuck to get back to who you were, especially if you blame yourself.

These niggas out here with whole relationships with one bitch and finessing other bitches, having the side bitch thinking she got a man because instead of just leaving it as a fuck, they boo loving, snuggling and cuddling making the bitch think she special. And you wonder why these broads be fucking y’all up. Stop playing with these bitches emotions and either keep it all the way from the giddy up, or don’t touch them at all. That doesn’t just go for the niggas in relationships

Karma bitch
Karma bitch

that have their little side action, this goes for the niggas that fraud like they want more than what they really want when they know muthafucking well they have no intentions of doing 5% of what they promised to these chicks. Then what fucks me up is God forbid the chick they’re cheating on is out making what’s good for the goose good for the gander a real consequence of his fuck shit, letting another nigga scratch her itches, the nigga wanna be all in his feelings talking about these hoes ain’t loyal. Muthafucka have several seats. I’ma be salty as hell if my emojis don’t show up in this blog post lol. But enough about these trifling niggas, cause what they don’t realize is Karma doesn’t lose an address. Even when you move, that bitch will find you and make what goes around come right the fuck back around. Tuh! (Flips weave)

Now, Let’s move on to these bum-ass scandalous bitches.

I’m talking about these bitches that run around purposely fucking with a nigga knowing he got a wife or a girlfriend at home. I’m talking about these thirsty-ass, weave recycling, decepti-thots that will see a nigga with his chick or a chick he’s fucking with and will purposely wait until that female ain’t around so she can hop up in his face before she let her head fall in his lap and hop up on his dick. You bitches are a problem. And the only thing worse than you hoes are the bitches who got their own nigga at home and will lie saying she hanging with her besties, meanwhile she using his car to go creep with a whole ‘nother nigga. Let’s talk about these bum-ass bitches who leave their kids with grandma, auntie or little cousin Nikki so they can creep with some dick that won’t even pick them up let alone get them an Uber or Lyft to get back home. You bitches can’t even get a shower afterwards let alone a wash cloth to wipe off before you get sent back where you came from, smelling like ball snot with dick on your breath. Bitches don’t even wash their mouth out before kissing their damn kids.

Niggas can only do the trifling shit they’re doing because too many bitches are willing to let them. This excludes the unsuspecting women who don’t know about the wife at home. I don’t fault you if you didn’t know. But the thirst-bots that know and get down with the fuckery anyway, you deserve every ounce of payback that comes your way.

So why are chicks willingly being side jawns? And why are there niggas out here who feel like they have to fuck multiple chicks at once? I honestly believe chicks have Daddy issues and chase after what they never got from their fathers in other men. I also think it’s a self esteem issue as well. You don’t love or respect yourself. You have a false idea that being a bad bitch, down ass bitch, consists of this type of reckless behavior because the right people didn’t show you better and the ones who tried, you didn’t listen because you didn’t see the immediate rewards of being a thorough woman who has her shit together versus being a bad bitch turning up. As for the niggas who have to buss down a different chick damn near every day, I think they second guess their masculinity. I think they are unsure of their manhood and not necessarily in a gay manner. They have no control over other aspects in their lives. They’re not where they want to be career wise and financially and feel like they have no control or power over those areas. Fucking multiple woman makes them feel like they have some sort of control over something and gives them a false sense of power, a false sense of masculinity and a false sense of manhood. It also tracks back to Daddy issues as well as Mommy issues. Lack of paternal guidance and maternal love can leave a male and female child missing basic necessities that can either shape them into being an honorable man or woman, or an ain’t shit, trifling ass, bum ass nigga/bitch.

That’s all for now. If you liked the blog post, share the link on twitter, Facebook etc. Subscribe to my blog and comment your thoughts in the comment section. Keep it respectful though. While you’re at it, check out some of my books by visiting my official bookstore

 

Caught in the Act- What do you do when you catch your mate cheating??

I’m going to share a personal story about something that happened to me a long time ago. I’m sharing it because I’m a little older and I can kinda look back on it and laugh.

A little over six years ago, I was with my children’s father. I was at home in my apartment chatting with him on Facebook messenger after putting the kids to bed and we were cracking jokes having a good ol’ time… until I noticed he was a little bit slow to respond all of a sudden. Now prior to that, this genius (peep the sarcasm) had used my laptop to log into his Facebook and this genius saved his password to my laptop. Soo since in the past I caught him sending some questionable messages to chicks when he did the same stupid ass shit with his MySpace account, I decided I would have a little look-see. And what to my wondering eyes do I see?!!!

Him: “Can I put my tongue in your butt?”

Her: LOL You are so nasty!

Him: Yeah but you like it…

And the conversation went on from there with them making plans for him to come over (again), a recap of the last time he was over there, ( a night he claimed to be stressed because of problems with his mom and just wanted to stay in the house to make sure she was okay<<<bullshit)

So I’m reading the conversation as it is happening and when it seems to come to a close (as he is sending me bullshit messages in between) I copied the entire conversation. (this was before screenshots were so trendy) We’re carrying on with our conversation and I asked if he was spending the night (knowing that he had just made plans with the other chick, I just wanted to see how he was going to respond). Of course he lied like the black bastard he is. Then he closes the conversation with “I love you, Pooda.” My response was “Really?”. He says in return with an attitude, mind you: “What do you mean really? You know I love you more than anything. You’re everything to me.” My response? I pasted the entire conversation between him and the chick.

Did he deny it? Of course. Swore up and down she was just a friend and they were joking around, it was nothing going on between them. I didn’t believe him but stupid young me wanted to keep my family together so I stayed. This is when it got interesting…

A couple of weeks later, ole girl found out about me because of some sappy lovey dovey shit we wrote on each others pictures and she saw it. She started doing some digging and learned about my son. We also had a mutual friend (the young lady I went to school with who would later design my company logo). Long story short, I’m asleep next to him when my phone keeps going off with notifications from Facebook. It’s her sending me messages, introducing herself. I gave her my phone number and we began texting while his big black Shaquille O’Neal looking ass is snoring next to me. I told her we had be together off and on since I was 15, she told me they had been seeing each other for the last couple of months and she knew nothing about me nor the son I had with him. I said I wouldn’t expect her to, most liars and cheats don’t disclose their other life. She does the typical female shit telling me that he told her that he’s falling in love with her and blah blah blah. I said “Yeah, well he’s sleep right next to me mean while you’re quoting sad Mary J Blige lyrics on Facebook. But I’m not about this life. I’ll make sure he cleans me off of his mouth before I send him back to you.” Then I kindly blocked her, woke his black ass up and kicked him the fuck out of my apartment with no fucks to give on how he got home 2 o’clock in the morning.

Now granted, I didn’t catch him screwing a chick, but I still caught him cheating. Foolishly, like many other women, I gave him the benefit of the doubt only for him to still be doing dirt! (Men only do what we allow them to do!) Lord only knows what I would have done if I had caught that black bastard in the act. Shit, this blog wouldn’t exist, I wouldn’t be an author, I’d be sitting in jail serving two life sentences for killing both of them LOL. Crime of passion like a mu-fucka, you know?

So what do you do? Beat her ass? Beat his ass? Walk away quietly? Get revenge sex? What do you do when you catch your mate cheating? Forgive and forget, act like you don’t know anything? I know most chicks would probably beat the chick’s ass. The only time I see that response as justified is if the chick knew he was in a relationship and still pursued him, or if she was a friend of yours and heard your stories of all the hot sex you were having with him and figured she would get a little taste herself. Then yeah, she needs that ass whipped. And he does too! It’s so easy to say what you would do in a situation prior to being in that situation, but the feelings are not the same when it actually happens. So what do you do?