Angelina F. Thomas
Bio
I am a very beautiful mother of mixed daughters with expensive taste. I hope and pray to my Abba father that my wishful thinking and my ability to dream huge truly pays off. So be it. Amen.
Stories (229/0)
Dear Mom,
Hey ma, guess what I just smoked the fattest pinner joint and my aura and atmosphere feels like rainbows and unicorns. Such a blessing. I'm safe and comfy at my roommate's house, I pray to the higher power that my smooth transition to my permanent new home is the best I have ever experienced. I hope I never have to leave the house where I reside. I love it here, especially when I am alone and at peace even if I got a sweet buzz. It is heaven on earth. I cannot stand to think about being homeless that one way again, it will land me in lockup or dead and I cannot have that happen to me. I love being a success story, not a dead door nail, or locked up or getting the death penalty because a slum lord did me wrong and more than once. Slum lords, hate them big time. I hope the higher power will forgive me for feeling that way towards slum lords. It hurts to not be in permanent housing for life. It hurts very bad. It is the worst being homeless with no one to help me and keep me safe and off the street as much as I need. I feel like unicorns and rainbows with guardian angels all around me thus far. I get irritated and depressed but today is a very good day. I wish I was not feeling stressed earlier today, but at least now I feel better. I had a bad dream, so horrible I accidentally sharted on my bed, get it, a fart mixed with the gross stuff, ew. Ma, I just accidentally sliced my finger with blade cutting open a pack of bacon. Gotta do my job and stay busy as an author to get the shit off of my brain therefore it stops bothering me with the flashbacks. When I experience any type of trauma I get shell shocked by flashbacks. I hate it so fucking much hot damn it. I just washed my hands and applied a new band aid. I am so poor ma I just wish I would let myself come up. I hate being without money. I hate being broke it is doing something to my spirit. Penniless and need more hygiene items. I hate being so poor. I want to make five thousand stories within a couple weeks or so, or more than six thousand stories just to see how it makes my wallet better so I can have a sweet situation financially. I hope to structure and create some novels for vocal+ for real in the near future. If you believe in God ma please pray for me and anyone in the family who has a prayer closet please ask them to pray to the higher power as well therefore my situation will become brighter. I see a bright ass light at the end of the tunnel even though I do feel depressed and lonely and all alone I still see something great in my future and it is self made financial empowerment. I have been penniless for a long time mom because I have been so scared to hold anything because someone robbed me at gun point back in the day. I love this house that I live at and I hope one day it will be my house and that my work via vocal+ will so get my house bills paid and that would be possible if my roommate were to write a will and get legal people to help insure that I can get this house in my name off of a will being wrote out. I want to live comfortably permanently, I feel like I deserve it and I hope the higher power just makes it be and so be it. Hopefully our higher power will grant us the best that we need.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Confessions
The snake and the hare
The hare was hopping jolly as hell looking for bugs and flowers and roughage to eat. He skipped and jumped over the hills and through the woods, praying he does not get eaten by a huge python, much to small of an animal for a anaconda to eat so he is worried about the python. The python would squeeze the poor rabbit until he can digest it in one gulp, poor animals and what they go through being at the bottom of the food chain. This one time the python named belch-like-a-hog tried to confuse the rabbit with a rainbow and pot of gold, the bunny was not going for it though. He was like, what you bastard that is hilarious, I know there is no such thing as this. The python Belch-like-a-hog wanted to eat this precious bunny so bad because he thought that the bunny named Rainbows-and-Unicorns would give Belch-Like-A-Hog magical powers. The anaconda named son-of-a-belch kept trying to warn the python, and said "If you keep busting on my turf I will eat you! You will be dead as a door nail you hear me?" All Belch-Like-A-Hog wanted to do is eat Rainbows-And-Unicorns to possess Rainbows-And-Unicorns alleged magical powers to therefore cloak himself as another animal so he can eat like a pig, oink oink, Laugh out loud. The python wanted to cloak himself as other animals, like a bunny or a turtle, or a snapping turtle so when he snatches up his pray he really scares them to death right before wrapping himself around the poor animal then squeezing the life out of them breaking and cracking their bones and making them scream in pain before he has them ready to comfortably fit in his jaws to be digested, nasty rotten snake, ugh. Bet them snakes love it when they get snatched up by a bird like a falcon or eagle or something ready for some snake meat. The python named Belch-Like-A-Hog went after small birds, big birds, deer, elk, anything he could eat, but he still has not been able to snatch up Unicorns-And-Rainbows which is really beginning to grind Belch-Like-A-Hog's gears big time. Belch-Like-A-Hog is so mad he began to cry out and scream, he said, "Hot damn it that rabbit if it's the last thing I do I will eat that bastard." He just gets angrier and angrier trying to get a bite of that bunny Unicorns-And-Rainbows is being like "Hell nah that son of a bitch is not gonna get me, catch me if you can Belch-Like-A-Hog!"
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Filthy
Mechanical Pencils.
I just got my new lead pencils, I got my buddy some ankle wraps he tweaked his ankle now I am thinking about that. Damn, I hope Mike's ankle is fine. I just texted Mike and asked about his ankle. I hope he is not injured I got my own mechanical pencils and lead refills I took the one pencil with the stars on it and jotted down some of this story My mechanical pencils are the type that will fool you, they look like actual number 2 pencils but they are indeed mechanical.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Filthy
Good vibes!
I am all about the best vibes and I am cautious about who I allow in my circle. I keep my circle small I am blessed and my boyfriend loves me and he treats me right and he fucks me great like he is only twenty five when he is age forty. I love my dude when he comes around me he treats me like a queen. And when I get on my dumb shit he still treats me right. Good vibes is all I am about, but I am not perfect by any means, I get on mild dumb shit and then I try to fix what I had done wrong. It is all good in the hood. I love where I live, I want this house to be mine, I want my roommate Jim to put in a will that this house goes to me and not anyone else, but I am wishful thinking again, that my roommate Jim will help me even when he is gone and no more. Yeah right he is going to put the house in his sisters name and fuck what happens to me when I cannot get an apartment in my name without having a nasty little short lived criminal record. I won't fuck up again but no one is willing to take a chance with me, I am lucky Jim helped me out and I help him out too but I cannot afford 400 bucks a month I cannot do it anymore, he does not understand why I want to save some money for my future and needs. He gets three thousand bucks a week after take home pay when he works weekends and he has been mandated to do it every week for a long time, but he won't let me drop my rent to thirty percent of my income. How will I get over this obstacle of having no money set aside for anything, Like a comfortable smooth transition. It is so fucking hard to live without significant amount of money. I wish Jim would gift me three thousand in cash for my birthday or Christmas and say this is a gift and I want you to put this money in your account and spend it wisely please do not fuck this up. This is my gift to you to help you come up out of the penniless phase, I want to elevate your circumstances a bit. Wishful thinking again, he won't ever look out for me in that light. Do I need that blessing, yes, but will it happen, no. I hope I can have this house to myself one day, and if I become able to pay for the expenses to keep this house due to being an author on vocal+ I would be very pleased. All I need to gain is like over one hundred thousand bucks and I would be alright if I could make that flip over and over recurring concurrent all the time non stop. I wish I could be a better author and writer so I can make my moneys worth. This sucks because I keep fucking up my punctuation and grammar and admin will not be able to let poor grammar and punctuation slide and I need to perfect my punctuation and grammar bad. I wish I had some of the basic books to keep my mind refreshed on what to do when writing stories. If I were owner of this house making big bucks working from home being an author and never fall off, I would get this house remodeled, new carpeting, new drywall where I suspect it needs to be new, new paint job, a lot of new shit. I Hope my punctuation and grammar is getting better somehow. Thanks for reading.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Filthy
Dear Ma Dukes,
Dear Mom, I love you happy mothers day. I have something to confess to you and I hope that you will be excited and happy for me and accept me for who I am. I know this if you want to bitch me the fuck out then fuck you and what you think you stand for, sorry but not sorry Reece's.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Filthy
Slowly but surely doing my smoking hot bod make-over
I need a flat wash-board muscular abdomen and perfect bubble jungle booty and breasts and legs and arms and everything sculpted exactly because of diet and exercise. I plan to slowly lose this two hundred and something pounds in obese diseased weight and get down to a healthy buck sixty therefore I can crave exercise non-stop and do my exercises and squats and whatnot and make my body work like it's my weight machines, do regular pushups and get to the point where I can use a chair and lift my self up and down with my arms like push-ups going up and down on a chair making my arms buff as shit. A crazy hitman movie had shown a man doing those push-ups I just mentioned in the last sentence before this sentence. I am going to be super geeked when I slowly get to 160 pounds therefore I will not be obese any longer at a buck sixty.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Confessions
Inspiration Humor is great at posting memes and making good people laugh.
I wish my permed hair could take this color lavender after good bleaching too bad my hair color is dark auburn I am not to permit me to bleach my hair, after a perm I would lose not only happiness from my perm relaxing completely I would strip my hair horribly of it's needed goodness. I love my new rue in my due I am very grateful for what the good Lord gave me. I love the way Lightning Bolt mastered his stories and created something out of nothing. I know the poor feeling too well writer's block sucks then when the creativity feels like it just is not there it makes me ache like a mother fucker, pardon my french. No offense I am a realist and I love to speak my mind and let it flow for what it is. Some people think it is a sin to be outspoken. At times things are better left unsaid but when shit needs to be addressed to keep shit from hitting the fan it is what is. I hope I inspire and make Lightning Bolt feel blessed. I am disgusted about the fact that I am so unable to tip my favorite or fond authors.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Humans
If I were Putin's ma dukes, he would be a different and nice guy.
If I was Putin's mom, I would have put the fear of OG God in him. I would have busted his bottom very hard and strong and long when he gets on that pinky & the brain shit. I would tell him how far-fetched it is for him to conquer the world and who does he think he is? Dr. Evil? He must think he is doctor Evil from Goldmember in the movie. I love Goldmember the movie, I just might watch it on you-tube after I finish this story for the hell of it.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Humans
Me and my boyfriend.
I miss my boyfriend. I hate spending any time away from him, but that is life my dude must get his hours in doing security and get his efficiency or one-bedroom hopefully I have not been misled in any way by my boyfriend. I hope and pray I never catch him with another female because when I do that is when I will lose any faith I try to have in humanity. Honestly, when my boyfriend and I do reside together I think eventually I will catch him in the act in my bed with another female. When it happens it will be so over I will be abstinent for the remainder of what life I do have left. I will not spill a drop of my sweet love nectar on a vibrator I mean for what. I have trust issues with men and when I catch my dude fucking with another woman I will never trust another man, not one.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Humans
Me myself and the titanic.
Once upon a time, it was just me and the titanic and the ocean a super gorgeous blue ocean with the wind blowing through my hair. I was the captain and the only passenger on board. I made all of my meals and drinks and so on. I steered the ship on my own like a professional. I am so proud of myself for doing such a great job keeping the boat spotless having a blast on the sea being me myself, and my own best friend working out changing out my jewelry always fresh to death dressed to impress always looking buff as shit and sexy in every skimpy outfit I wear showing my ripped abs, buff arms legs and juicy fat toned bubble butt, any man would love to mess with me but I'm all Pones. I love to do yoga squats and exercise on my boat to upkeep my high-maintenance appearance. Damn, I'm fine to let a bitch try me boom hammer-time look I am born to flex baby. I am just chilling on my purple mattress on my beige-colored sleigh bed and I just woke up and I am feeling so sexy so I masturbate and then my boo thing Pone arrives in a helicopter on my top deck. He stays with me for a couple of weeks then goes back to Cincinnati Ohio working for Aramark security. I love him, he pounces on me in my sleigh-bed and we go to town fucking the shit out of each other until we slump over. Then we eat breakfast we eat tastily black label Hormel bacon cage-free eggs extra-large eggs after we make omelets with cheese avocadoes sweet-Vidalia onions green onions cauliflower too. We make sweet love again a couple of hours later after breakfast, then a half-hour later we make more omelets bacon lettuce, and tomato sandwiches delicious shit! We also make a cauliflower salad with carrots green onions boiled cage-free eggs ranch dressing muenster cheese bell pepper walnuts feta-cheese leftover black label Hormel bacon and we pig out on that and clam-chowder soup made from scratch with potatoes celery Land-o-lakes unsalted butter and clams we fetched from the ocean. Gorgeous shit right, oh yes baby then thirty minutes later we are fucking again. Fucking our brains out until we climax and slump over and fall asleep. We love eating the same shit every day therefore we know what the routine is. Sometimes we eat a midnight snack of Breyer's Gelato. I love my baby, I hate it when he is not by my side. Damn, I love taking that gorgeous big black penis in my mouth and then my vagina. I love to throat the tip gently and drive my baby crazy then lick on his dick-head. I wish I could jump on his big ass dick right now. Damn, I love my baby.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Filthy
I love my future bustdown Rolex!
You all can thank Russia for my inability to get my Rolex watch. I cannot stand mother Russia, Ungrateful Russians are to blame for my extended poverty, it stinks. If Putin does not knock his incompetent games off, he will cause world war three. Who in their right competent mind would trigger such an experience? I hope that Putin is not the one to be incompetent enough to trigger world war three. If Putin does not cool it right quick, be honest about it, and be about that life that is in the best interest of all, I will never see my Daytona Rolex wristwatches with the emerald cuts within the bezel mounts, and the dial mounts. Honestly, I would love to score eight Daytona Rolex watches within the same purchase and same day. That would be sweet, however, it is never going to be a reality because Putin will not quit until he blows Poland's whistle, while playing leg day while laughing, and I do not know this for sure therefore do not take me seriously. I am just driving myself mad wanting a Rolex, plus wanting a little liposuction treatment if I feel the need for it to treat my love handles plus all areas of my abdomen that they can treat. I need that hot smoking babe body with the perks. I would do everything in my power to maintain it, I will not waste that money after getting my lipo, I would treat my surgery results like money. Money that money I want a luxury apartment loft in the downtown Cincinnati area, with a pool, and a sweet plush weight room with all the fixings including continental breakfasts. I love fruits plus veggies, I would love the plushest experience per day. I cannot continue to indulge in sweets, such as cookies, pies, doughnuts, cakes, mountain dew, cherry Pepsi, I cannot continue to indulge in saturated fats, due to avoid health problems, especially early cataracts, or age-related macular degeneration. I need to munch on a lot of carrots, even if I must pretend to be a bugs bunny on space jam to encourage it, laugh out loud I am joking about the bugs bunny quote. I cannot wait to become a buff smoking hot babe, with a washboard abdomen, perfect bubble butt, muscle-bound arms, legs, everything muscular in the perfect proportions. I need to be one hundred, and sixty pounds therefore I can crave exercise, and quit having diseased obesity issues. I do not want world war three to occur therefore I am going to pray about it per morning per night until gas prices drop to fifty cents a gallon, get real right. All of my wishful thinking may come to pass when I pray consistently enough. I must show persistency plus consistency per morning per night, and watch my prayers be answered. I do not prefer to offend anyone by being open about my belief in a higher power. Supernatural blessings have happened to me in normal intervals, of course, never experienced anything unrealistic. One night I felt the urge to pray shortly obeyed my urge then something I somewhat desired happened, six of my so-called male friends viewed my stories on Snapchat, it was very unexpected however, it felt like a blessing I have craved, it felt like good news, made me want to believe in the precious good side of humanity all over again instead of feeling lousy plus cynical. One of those males I actually felt forced to block due to the fact that he hid his stories from me on IG, called me names such as stalker, and some which had me burning with rage, you know He had no right to mistreat me. Who does he think he is? I refuse to mention the man's name because if I mention his name I would be snitching, and he does not deserve the praise, mentioning his name would only get this story unpublished and give a jerk like him gratification.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Humans
The sweetest love story.
My dude and I have been going strong for nearly seven years now, and we love each other more than we did in the beginning. We are so in love. I love my bae. When I see my bae again we will fuck our brains out. I cannot wait to fuck on my dude's sexy stallion shaped fat long penis. It is so pretty, when his dick stands up for me it's super sexy. Every time my boo thing comes around me his penis gets so erect he is ready to shove it in my horny wet pussy.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Filthy