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Ice Capades

ICE CAPADES by Neo Blaqness I have met so few of us who know what it is to be truly loved instead of being used and tossed aside cruelly abused by a Jekyll and Hyde or an unwitting victim of someone’s bipolar side or just next up to be kissed on a never ending...

Book Cover

BOOK COVER by Neo Blaqness I read the cover of your book and some things can’t be denied by the way your pictures look all azz and tits drunk lookin high and the title that you chose Mz-Thyk-Wet-Phat-Juicy-Thighs now what do you propose we supposed to think of...

A LETTER: Accused of Drinking Haterade

I will only say that the only single mom I know who got pregnant by keeping her clothes on gave birth to Jesus and she still managed to attract a good man. All your friend is going to attract are repeat offenders but she is the one, like every other single mom, who will end up serving the life sentence each time.

The Epitathe of Real Men

You sistahs got to stick together and stop hatin on each other and stop thieving from each other over these worthless men who don’t value nuthin but controlling you and gettin in your pants. You already should know that if you can steal him, you can’t keep him.

The Never Ending Echo- Ghosts of Internet Past

These were the days when people still sneaked into liquor stores, parked their cars in dark back parking lots late at night to visit the porn shop, and waited til the video store was empty to race into the adult section and get out before the Deacon returned his movies. A lot of people never knew who they were really married to until their mate got caught at something. I guess that is still true to some extent today except the internet leaves evidence forever- long after you got saved and moved to another town.

The Fallen

CLICK BELOW TO LISTEN THE FALLEN -by Neo Blaqness If I can’t be true to me I can’t be true to you The truth is I am just what you see but so are the things you do You say don’t judge a book by its cover but what’s a brutha sposed to think...