Lor-geeked - ~MARS~

Guys I think I’m gonna start like a online journal/diary and try to post everyday.

I’m just gonna post things like, daily logs, story times, talking points(essays, politics, social climate, etc.), I might give advice too idk 🤷🏾‍♀️

What do yall think???

Do yall have any show recommendations (or movies idk)? Like im so bored and it’s nothing to do. Like idc wut genre frl i just need something to watch (and read fanfics about😏).

(PS: Shein wtf?😐)

Coachella doesn't deserve Black artists that put in the work to give a show. Cuz how in thee fuck do you stand like a stiff board at a Missy Elliott set with the sound and visuals off the meter? Fucking losers.

(I’m bout to sound like a fucking nerd but you’re gonna listen cs Megan was real clever with this one)

Megans law is a law created to notify people if a sex offender was in their area. And the reason this is clever is because Nicki Minaj’s husband is a registered sex offender and Nicki has been dissing Meg for the longest on that podcast.

Also Nicki has no real beef with Megan other than her close proximity to Cardi so I’m glad the Megan dissed her.

(I’m still gonna listen to both of them tho😝)

{EDIT: fuck Nicki cs she wanna act like she on drugs🖕🏾🖕🏾🖕🏾}

Literally how mid terms have me rn bro

Journal #2

So it finally happened… I cut my hair! I really like it but I ended up dying my hair reddish even though I wasn’t sure. I also had a good ass hot dog after getting my hair done, I know it’s random but yeah. And on the bus stop I ended up talking with this lady about cigarettes and Jesus.

This is the hair:

Maturing is realizing…

That Beyoncé was talking to herself for most of lemonade not Jay z. I realized it like a year ago when I was listening to it in order and I realized a lot of the calmer songs like all night and the beginning part of hold up(music video) seemed more like self reassurance.

Another example is “why do you deny yourself heaven?” she’s asking herself why do you let yourself be treated like this. And also, “if it’s what you truly want, I can wear her skin.” This might be a stretch but I really think she’s talking to herself when she says this, because she’s is likely asking herself “why her?” Or why did he do it to me?

A lot of the louder songs like don’t hurt yourself is her expressing anger towards him and showing him who tf she is💀. Same thing with sorry but not the sorry demo the vibes are different.

A perfect in between with this concept is love drought. While she is talking to Jay z, the song is more for the both of them. She’s trying to reconcile with her husband. And even then and feel like it’s more for her and her trying to stop the the love drought.

Atp the whole album is for her and her dealing with the mix of emotions she’s having. And 4:44(Jay Z’s apology) is a direct result of lemonade. I’m gonna make another post for that though.🙄

I’m upset rn.

Im getting my hair done next week but idk what I wanna get cs I want a sew in but it’s getting warm and I don’t wanna be hot, also I dyed my hair so it would look weird. I wanted a silk press but I don’t feel like it. I always get braids so I wanna try something different.

At this point I’m just gonna do a ponytail😔

Niggas really ate with this one🤭

(NSFW) Let’s talk about: Sanji voice and him Speaking French

Sanji’s voice in the dub is just so hot and it fits him so well. It’s deep and raspy and gets even deeper after the 2 year break and so imagine this:

The room you both share is so warm and stuffy filled with wet slapping noises due to Sanji’s hips and balls clashing against your butt at a rhythmic pace, you both are closer than anybody else in the world right now with both of his lean yet strong arms wrapped around your sticky hot body. His hot and wet lips on your sweaty neck, his damped hair tickling your cheek, that being the only cold liquid hitting your warm skin. The smell of your body fluids, his sweat plus Sanji’s breath smelling like your pussy and yours of his cock fill both of your senses smelling so good and addictive due to the pheromones you both have. Who knows how long your arms and legs have been wrapped around this man, but from the wetness that is causing a lot of noises in between moans and trickling down your legs indicate it’s been a while.

“Baby…” Sanji finally choked out, his voice is worn and so raspy in your ear you clench around him making him groan at his sudden speaking. "Jouis pour moi, juste une dernière fois"

He whispers his request so close in your ear you could feel some of his spit go inside. He gazes at your love drunk face, mouth parted open, eyebrows furrowed , and panting before licking his lips and sucking on your ear lobe.

You look like a dream to him.

Sanji doesnt speak french often, you barely found out and that was on accident when he cursed in French after dropping something in the kitchen as you both were in there. It was such a turn on for you, but you kept it a secret because it seemed embarrassing to get actually wet due to him knowing another language.

He found out though.

When Sanji did, he only uses it to rile you up, but now that he knows it can be helped to make you an absolute mess on his cock he uses it to his full advantage.

“Sanji…” Moaning oh so loudly beside his face, you wanted him to say it once more. Just once before you came. “Sa—Sanji…”

Your voice was broken and jumpy due to the deep and hard thrust Sanji was pounding into you. You couldn’t completely hear your self only hearing Sanji’s grunts and sucks on the attack on your ear.

He knew though.

He knew exactly what you wanted feeling your short nails dig into his bicep.

He stopped his licking to press his lips against your ear, he released one arm from under you to grab a hold of your sweaty neck just to pull you a little closer to hear him say in between pants:

“Ma princesse, viens me chercher encore une fois.”

Your eyes rolls back as well as your back as the orgasm washed over you harder than the past few you had tonight. Your legs was twitching trying to keep Sanji inside of you as hard as you can to ride out your orgasm. You rocked yourself back and fourth so hard against him he was able to stop thrusting and let you move under him making him cum and overstimulate him in the process.

“Yes Sanji yes!” Was all you could moan, he swears your moaning is like a beautiful melody he can’t get enough of.

French is truly a language of love.

The shit I find on Wattpad baffles me cs I lowkey just wanted to read some 90’s rappers fics (don’t tell no one💀), but instead I get met with this.