There are so many people out here following trends, but not many people are setting them. It’s easy to jump on a bandwagon. It takes very little to zero effort. Do you know how many people have told me that Blogmas should be holiday themed, or that I need to write more holiday themed posts? I’ve been told that Black Christmas trees are not traditional. So because I’m not doing what everyone (NOT ALL) else is doing, I’m doing it wrong?! I’m not keeping up with the trend? Well, hold on to your hats because I recently added some black and white Oreo flavored candy canes to my Black Christmas tree, just to set that baby off lol!! For the record, Blogmas is about creativity, and you can Blog about whatever you want. It’s just a challenge that happens to be around the Holiday season. There are no rules when it comes to writing and being creative. There is no right or wrong story. There is no right or wrong way of expressing yourself through writing. We’ve all been created uniquely, and we do a lot of the same things. However, what will always set us apart is how we execute those things. I’m always trying to find a way to stand out simply because I never want to fit in. Fitting in is overrated in my opinion. If you’re hesitant about doing something because you fear being judged, frowned upon, talked about, or you don’t think it’s within trend. That’s all the more reason why you should do it. It’s a sign that you’re distancing yourself from comfort. If you plan on meeting success anytime soon, you must be prepared to get uncomfortable and you must be prepared to be talked about. People have been judging and talking about other people for decades. It’s inevitable. Go create what you want!





Here I am standing naked in front of you. My hair is big and free. My warm caramel melanin soaked skin is doused in coconut oil and is glowing. Have you ever seen beauty like this? Have you ever smelled anything so deliciously sweeter? My breasts are voluptuous and so full. They always spill out into my tops with my nipples gazing directly at you. My thighs are thick and curvy. My butt is plump, curvy I am. My stomach is not so flat with light stretch marks sketched in, and yet still so very smooth. My SACRED GARDEN which you know as my vagina is well kept, clean, tasteful, plentiful, and heavily watered. Now that I’ve shown you my naked body, what are you going to do with it? Honestly, I have no doubt in my mind that you’ll conquer every inch of me. I can only imagine the things you’ll do to my body. The things you’re going to do to my body. The things I want you to do to my body. However, what I crave the most is an articulate tongue. Conquer my mind and undress my soul. Conjure up my spirit and massage my mind with words that can penetrate my soul. Knock down the door and take off the hinges that have been hiding my complex mind. I need you to do it in such a way that will lead to the walls falling down, that surround my rare soul causing my spirit to appear. Can you make my soul smile and entice my spirit out of the shadows? Can you satisfy my mind, body, soul, and spirit? Well King…if you can do this, you shall live in my eternal climax.