Hey Guys! Thanks for stopping by my blog once again. A couple people have wondered if I would Blog more than just once a week. Honestly, the thought has crossed my mind but if y’all look back through my blog, y’all can see at times I barely blogged once a month, let alone once a week. I’m doing my best to be a better blogger but some days I struggle with just being a better human being lol. So, baby steps and all that shit.
Let’s get down to this week’s topic! Stand by your felon! I bet some of y’all were looking at this title like “Huh? What the hell is she talking about?” Ladies, how many of you have dated a man for however long and then he unfortunately went to jail? Brothers, how about you? Did you immediately ride that jail bid out with him/her on some ride or die shit or were there stipulations involved that helped you make a decision as to whether or not you ride that bid out with him/her? For instance, if it was only a few months, could you do it? Maybe a year or two? If it was a petty crime like selling drugs or something typical like that, would you be able to turn the other cheek and claim that he/she was still a good person regardless? What if the jail bid was ten years and you had only been with him/her for two years or less? Could you see yourself being so in love with this person that you would be willing to put the next ten years of your life on hold for a man/woman? What if they had (allegedly) murdered someone or they committed armed robbery or some shit like that? Could you say, “That’s okay. It’s me and bae against the world.”? Have you ever? Let me tell y’all now…
NO THE FUCK I WOULD NOT. And this is why.
I had a homie who shall remain nameless that I had become friends with out of nowhere. I always thought he was cute but never pursued him because he was involved at the time. A year or so after I met him, I learned he had similar thoughts about me except now the tables were turned where I was talking to someone and he was single. My little situationship didn’t workout. (I gave that little nigga a chance when I should have left his ass on the short yellow bus where he belonged, calling himself trying to play me. Bish!) So me and Mr. Anonymous began going out to movies and basketball games and car shows and even made plans to go to Vegas for a Mayweather’s fight. We weren’t in a relationship but we liked each other. Then this little “case” popped up. Throughout our friendship he spoke at length about people who had done him wrong, family, past girlfriends blah blah blah, and me being young and stupid (remember my other blog post) I wanted to show him that there are people out here who genuinely care about others outside of themselves. His biggest worry was that he would be locked away with no one in his corner. He was facing 3-5. I liked dude. I really did and stupid me told him I would wait for him. We ended up falling out of contact with one another because of some sheisty shit he did with a business arrangement we were starting. We got back in touch close to time for him to turn himself in and he was on that same time about not having anyone in his corner. So I said take my address and phone number. You call or write whenever you need to talk and I got you. He was my homie despite what he had done. (I used to be a very forgiving person) So we began writing each other and once or twice a week he would call. Some confessions were made in one of the letters he wrote to me. And here is when things went all the way left. I reciprocated only for this ass clown to tell me he had a girlfriend. Bruh! What in three fucking hells? What are you writing me for and rapping about not having anybody and you got a whole chick!? So he lied for what exactly? Needless to say that friendship went south, not because he had a girlfriend the whole time but because he lied claiming he had no one in his corner when all that time he had a chick. So what the fuck did you need me for? To be the fall back girl in case the shit went south. Tuh, I’m nobody’s plan B. They’re married now to my understanding and I wish them all the best. That’s just my personal experience that brings me to my decision of not riding out a bid with a nigga in jail. Remember the book Flyy Girl by Omar Tyree and how Tracy was in love with the nigga Victor who took her virginity when she was thirteen? That nigga ended up going to jail and wrote to her talking about how much he cared about her and blah blah blah asking her to wait for him and shit. She did and guess what that nigga did when he got out? Married him a Muslim chick and left Tracy’s gullible ass high and dry. That’s reason number two. Now for my final nail in that coffin. I have seen too many a nigga who will have chick that stands by their repeat offender ass for years on top of years, only for the nigga to be fucking everything that will spread their legs for him behind that loyal, ride or die woman once he gains his freedom. Chicks put their lives on hold being faithful, doing the matrix past the dick, shuck and jive past the dick, duck and dodging the dick, curbing the shit out the dick, remaining loyal to their felons only for them to cheat with some raggamuffin ass bitches, pissing and shitting all over her loyalty. I CAN NOT! Stand by your felon? Shiiiiid. Life goes on baby. Some of y’all may disagree but the fact remains that if you did not put yourself in the situation that could cause you to be a modern day slave (prisoner) on the modern day plantation (penitentiary) there would be no need to have a woman put her life on hold standing by your ungrateful ass, only to be fucked over in the end.
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