Ms. Luvly On Love

As I sit here listening to him create his music, I start to reminisce about the first day. Same two people 2 separate angles. But there I was listening to his music. It filled the room and my ears. I couldn't even see his face but I was already intrigued and mesmerized by him. I was just getting into music and I had never watched anyone build a beat before. I had only heard the music , people sing to the music or rap to the music. I was amazed. The sound of the music and the way he moved his body as he created was enough to pull me in. Never even cared what he looked like at this point I was already gone. Then he turned around with these bright eyes and an amazing smile. He had me at hello. I loved him at his purest form. I didn't know who he was or where he came from. It was a while before I even knew his real name. I knew nothing about him I just knew I loved him. As I write this I realized that I have experience things with him that I never experience wi...

Where is he already?! I am looking forward to this documentary from Tony Gaskin to come out.  CHECK IT OUT!!! Ms. Luvly

I haven't written anything in a long time. Been very busy with life, stress and other ventures. I felt it was over due.  So today's topic i am going to get personal. I usually write vague but today I'm going to be more direct. So over the last 4 to five months I have been approached by different men that were interested in me. But here is the thing, they were more interested in sexing me. Typical guys. I've turned them down because that isn't what I want in my life right now. So the crazy thing about the advances is the lack of respect I have gotten from these men because of my choice. I've been called an old grandma, I've been told my pussy was dried up and so on and so forth. It's crazy! Here is what I tell them when I am approached. I let them know that I am not having random sex. That I am  looking for a relationship, that I refused to give my self freely to someone that doesn't want more than a fling. I lay it all out on the table. Now I don...