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)
Cuba Kitty
I cannot wait to hang out with Cuba again just chilling in my room, cannot wait to have Cuba falling asleep in my arms, and my lap like he did late yesterday, It was the cutest most adorable sight him sleeping on me like I am his best friend, which I am in my opinion.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Poets
seeing life thru My Rose colored lenses.
I love it when I peek through my multicolored Rose colored lenses, and I see my boy friend walking up my stairs coming from outside, and he comes in the house, spends a little bit of time with me, then blows my precious pretty ass back out tearing my wet ass pussy up giving me back shots deep in my vagina til I scream, cream, and squirt all over his big boy type of a dope dick. His penis size reminds me of the stallion stud horses fenced in looking at the mares across the way horny as hell ready to go up inside of the mares, and knock em all up.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Poets
To Sleep In A Sea of Cockatiels' sweetly sqwuaking!
I am a birder at heart. I cannot wait to own my new cockatiels, and the both of them will be females. One grey, the other the rare brindle color. I will have my couple of female cockatiels, their cage, their toys, feed, fruits, and veggies that they must eat.+ plenty plenty plenty of millet.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Fiction
To Sleep In A Sea Of Galaxies
Damn, I am laying here in outer space with the clouds, and the stars laying beneath me like a huge soft king size deluxe bed with the galaxy above me as my starry sky. My bed is so close to the constellations it's ridiculous, and hilarious. I am laying here eating a break as if I am in the joint while smoking heavy reefer chiefer the loudest of the loud. I'm Just loving smoking my loud laying on a bed of stars + clouds in outer space. Wow.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Fiction
I just heard that Take Off the rapper that was part of the rap trio better known as the "Migo's" was recently gunned down.
The Migo's lost one of their best rappers yesterday evening, and we'll never be the same. Take Off was gunned down, I hope his friends, and family are okay, and are not dying from mourning.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Beat
In mid to late spring of 2023 next year I want to plant bell peppers, cucumbers, tomatoes, and green beans. Wish me luck ya'll. Best of luck I wish for us, and the universe. Peace, love, and happiness may consume us all!
I gotta plan ahead financially for big pots to grow my new cucumbers + and, some to save money, can my own, beans, and pickles, and have tomatoes to manipulate to my own want for goulash style breaks etc.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Earth
I feel like I must ball alone.
All I day dream about, and or dream about during rem sleep is my money being dumb stupid phat, comma's, comma's, comma's, that is all I think about is, being curious about how soon I will see pledges + tips + huge count in readers. I am curious about how soon I will reach my goal amount in the stories I type up using my platform? And I wonder how many of my stories will I choose to use pen, & paper to brainstorm instead of just free balling with my brain straight to the computer, and lay it the fuck out, and either way win some challenges or maybe more than some? And see my read count grow tremendously, and much sooner than expected, fuck around, and have that I-phone before I would have expected to be able to purchase it. I need tips, and pledges, I need my audience to see the best poetry, novels', or short stories that I can provide so others will binge read my content, and enjoy. I just want to do me at my fullest potential. I am searching for my undercover genius, and just waiting for it to pop out to stay.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Poets
Abandonment.
My old man was supposed to contact me, and show up this past Friday. No contact from him yet, and he still has not shown his damn lying pretentious ass fucking face! I hope I get to see him later on today or tomorrow therefore I can share my feelings with him about the damned abandonment type of feelings I am having. Feeling like he is an undercover sleaze ball, and is not being loyal period #facts. I am very irritated, and very aggravated at him right now. I sort of feel like, "why do I give a fuck?" obviously he does not care so why should I? Like seriously for real, "Why do I even care?"
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Poets
Chocolate covered strawberries? Anyone?
I hope to God my buddy Mike (uncle Fish) comes thru today, and takes me to Kroger so I can get my groceries, I can't wait to take Jim Beam's sauce pan to melt the popular chocolate bars, and or chips down to drench my berries in it as soon as possible. I want to enjoy my chocolate covered strawberries with some homemade iced coffee with caramel sauce, and creamer (half&half) + sugar in the raw.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Poets
Cheese ball talk
Cheese ball can be the bee's knee's, and that is if you do it entirely correctly. You know it is a must to get the Worcestershire sauce thoroughly mixed in among all of the necessary ingredients or else the cheese ball will not have the remarkable flavor it should possess.
By Angelina F. Thomas2 years ago in Feast