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Journee “Scooby” LaPierre 🐾
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My Papa once told me that if I ever forget where I come from, to look up at the moon and I’ll always find my way home. || Definitely a Princess 🧡 ||#EOTD||Parody 18+||
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« I’m so sorry. I clearly wasn’t lookin’ where I was goin’.
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« on the floor an’ quickly start ta apologize as I bend down ta start pickin’ up the books from the floor. I’m too embarrassed ta look up at who I backed into and almost fell ov’a, so I jus’ start yappin’ nervously.| »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« me that look an’ I playfully blow ha a kiss an’ watch as she walks int’a ha class. I’m ’bout ta turn back ‘round when I feel my back bump int’a somebody, followed by the sound’a books hittin’ the floor.

Wit’a soft gasp, I quickly turn ‘round ta see textbooks »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« Clinical Epidemiology wit’ Professor Write which is currently my favorite class. So, I’m in a good mood, but I ain’t finna let ha catch me slippin’. I ain’t agree on’ ta nothin’ yet.|

I said I’ll think ‘bout it. Aight? Text me when ya out.

|She gives »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« door ta ha classroom an’ I turn ‘round ta face ha as I slowly back toward my next class three doors down. We got lucky this semester ta have classes close ta each oth’a so we always walk each oth’a ta class on the days we close.

Today, it’s »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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dude she’s been datin’ fa a few months now. Probably ha longest relationship since we been outchea an’ she seems real happy. So happy that she feels like she gotta spread that love apparently.|

“So, you coming on Saturday, right?”

|She stops when we reach the »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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The next day comes wit’ still no reply from Cali an’, really, I ain’t too surprised. He’s always been petty like that. What reason he got now ta use the English language?

I breathe deeply as I listen ta Sarai yap on ‘bout ha new boyfriend Marcus, the »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« eyes. Ha solution to gettin’ ov’a somebody has always been ta get und’a somebody else. That ain’t nev’a been my vibe. I’m more of a ‘wallow in my grief an’ pretend I’m aight’ kinda girl. But she ain’t learned that shit yet.|

📲: I’ll think about it. »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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|I cain’t help but roll my eyes at the text that pops up on my phone. Boot still on neck, I see.|

📲: Stop. Iont wanna talk bout it.

📲: Rai 💜: fine. But ur comin out w me and Marcus next weekend. There’s a party I wanna go to and u comin.

|Again, I roll my »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« I’m gettin’ an actual reply from Cali rath’a than the emoji reactions I’ve gotten used to, but Sarai’s name comes up instead.

📲: Rai 💜: I guess I just don’t get why you don’t wanna talk bout it. 😕
📲: Rai 💜: I’m worried ur gonna hold it all in like last time »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« play on the TV. I’m lookin’ forward ta seein’ Chunkz, I jus’ know e’ery time we meet, it makes all the progress I made feel like nothin’ the minute I see him.

I’m workin’ on it. A perpetual work in progress.

I hear my phone buzz, thinkin’ maybe »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« ain’t holdin’ him back no mo’.

He gon’ be fine wit’out me. So, I’m gon’ try ta be fine wit’out him.

📲: 🪦: U still bringin’ Chunk ov’a t’morrow? Lmk.

I toss my phone ov’a to the oth’a side of the bed as I pull the fuzzy blanket up ta my chin an’ press »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« fine. I want him ta believe that I can move on. In the end, it'll make it all easier on both’a us. It ain’t like he ain’t already move on. I’ont live und’a some rock und’a the sea where I’ont see how girls have always looked at him an’ now his loyalty ta me »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« ov’a.

It makes it hard’a that I cain’t jus’ let him go. I wanna see Chunkz and so does Onyx. There are times that I can tell he longin’ fa his broth’a and when that happens, I force the interaction. I still’on’t know how ta act. I want him ta think I’m »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« tryin’ fa weeks jus’ ta pretend.

Durin’ the week, I bury myself in my work an’ turn off my phone. On the weekends, I stay cuddled up wit’ Brownie an’ Onyx, lettin’ all the feelin’s I have built up inside my body that I been pressin’ back crush me ov’a an’ »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« medicine. Eith’a way, I been tryin’ fa weeks jus’ ta pretend.

Durin’ the week, I bury myself in my work an’ turn off my phone. On the weekends, I stay cuddled up wit’ Brownie an’ Onyx, lettin’ all the feelin’s I have built up inside my body that I been »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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« ta pretend like I’m aight an’ that nothin’s wrong.

Of course Sarai ain’t took ha boot off my neck since she found out. I ain’t e’en tell ha. She jus’ knew ‘cause she ain’t mind ha own business. I swear this girl should have gone fa criminal justice, not »
December 19, 2025 at 7:12 AM
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|I tap my pen ‘gainst my notebook, my index fing’a of my free hand movin’ ta scroll the screen of my iPad as I try ta sort through an’ organize the mess I call my notes from class.
August 10, 2025 at 10:52 PM
« side.

“Murderer” is etched in blood on her soft fur and, suddenly, I realize…

What have I done…?
August 10, 2025 at 10:51 PM
« burning building as if she were a Phoenix from my wildest dreams. Reborn. Panic is replaced by a sense of belonging. Of comfort. Of safety. My counterpart. My protector. But as she turns, I see her white fur has been tainted by a deep, red splatter on her »
August 10, 2025 at 10:51 PM
« slowly finds me and, for a moment, I’m it’s prisoner. As I look ahead into the dark forest, I see a fire coming to fruition. A building. In the flames, I see a strong, four legged figure.

A white wolf…. Am I dreaming?

She steps from the ashes of the »
August 10, 2025 at 10:51 PM
« possibilities. Please don’t let this be real.

My consciousness …. is slipping …. away. My body, tattered and writhing atop the wet leaves of the forest is numb. My mind craves retreat from the panic spreading through my broken body.

Consciousness »
August 10, 2025 at 10:51 PM