Your homeboy: The dickryda

Disclaimer: It's about more than one person... duh! P.S. I could give a fuck less if someone gets offended.. my ass is big enough for more than one person to kiss at a time!

Dickryda [trev-intion]- the guy who has no unique talent, skill or ability that leech's onto guys with unique talent, skill or ability. He always refers to himself as *****'s homeboy, or "I work for **** he's my boy". These men have NO desire to have their own success because a long time ago they realized they weren't good at anything.

I'm extremely annoyed by the entourage... I understand that the barber, the stylist, the agent... etc are important but when you have a guy who calls the club to let them know famous friend is coming notsamuch. I hate how some people have no desire to be good at anything except tagging along. These guys could get real jobs be instead they wanna be famous by hanging off someone elses coat tails. That doesn't make you attractive.. nobody wants the fuck the guy whose cool with the basketball team or the guy who doesn't have a job but Mr. Celeb Status throws him some change sometimes... GET YOUR OWN IDENTITY!!! If a girl fucks Mr. Celeb Status she's a "bopper" but dickryda can just hang ol boys nuts forever and that's cool...

Please proceed to get the fuck!

The Story of Sunshine

I'm almost positive that I'm horrible at being in relationships... that's another story. The 1st man I ever loved was Sunshine. He's white.. I'm not. Before college black men didn't tickle my fancy. I've grown to realize it's just New Orleans.

I love Sunshine [still]. Here goes the story. We met when I was 18. His being white never bothered me but it bothered everyone else. I still don't care he's one of my best friends. I can talk to him about anything. He was the first guy I ever met who didn't drink or smoke weed. It was strange. The things that once controlled my life were no longer there because he was really a good kid. I was sober 98% of the time we were together. [I was a bad ass lil kid I started smoking weed when I was 12] He went to college far far away. We started to take different paths in life. Eventually he stopped believing in himself and let "life" ruin him. He's quit 3 different colleges and has no idea what he wants to do with his life. Somewhere in the back of my mind I always assumed we would be together again. Now he has a baby. I can't re-wanna be with him. I can't handle him having no direction, I can't handle the kid & he doesn't know who Frankie Beverly is... that's a BIG problem. There's probably more to the story... I just can't think of it right now...

The reason they call it your first love is because you have to love again :-(

To Love or Be Loved

It's easier to give love than to be loved -Moi

@daUglyTruth be loved sometimes.....many times we put our hearts into someone who doesn't give theirs back (via the homegirl)

Women or most are fast to trust and love men who have done nothing to prove they deserve this love and or trust. I am beyond guilty of this. I'm not gonna let my daughter watch fairy tales because life isn't happily ever after... ever.

Apparently love involves sacrifice and struggles, sometimes pride swallowing. Women have been sucked into the idea that all the sacrifice & pride swallowing is their job. If one more chick tells me she's "trying to work things out", I'm gonna barf. I don't know any guys who try to make it work. How can one person make something work? Women are way too willing to give love...

On the flipside when a woman meets a man who isn't running game on her or telling her things just because he knows she wants to hear them, women get mad. Women don't want a guy whose honest about his feelings. Having someone love you is strange it makes you nervous. Most people don't understand how or why someone else could love them... it's a damn shame

You just got mad?

We tend to die young...


This is Derrion Albert...
Honestly I'm angry... Why is everyone just getting mad? I've been mad forever. I was mad this morning when I found out the lady who was found dead on the side of Canal St was possibly killed by her son. I was mad when I found out that 7 people got shot in one weekend in New Orleans. I was mad when I found out that 2 men killed a 2 year with a baseball bat over $20 and a washing machine. Why have we become so numb to violence? You have to watch someone die to feel bad about it... I have a lump in my throat and I wanna throw up... I didn't even watch the video because that would just make the killers feel "famous".
LOVE!
I'm so tired of talking about problems. Here's the solution we get off our high horses and start talking to kids and telling them that there's more to live. We stop focusing on me and start educating the community. We stop glorifying Scarface & John Gotti. We start teaching the youth that problems can be solved without violence. We teach men that being a man isn't about being a thug or "in dem streets"... We've known the solution for a long time we've just been too selfish to help others...