A Cake Decorator’s Diary

Cake decorating is a passion of mine. I always knew I would decorate cakes, when I was a child. But to actually do it now is crazy. I went from working in an ice cream shop, to wally’s world, to working in small bakery on the other side of town. Now I own my own specialty dessert business.

Before we get into what that is like let’s rewind the clock back to my freshman year ray MASU. That’s right college. I went to a HBCU only cus my parents made me. Talked me blue in the face about going for the experience. So freshmen week comes and these two mfs drop me off with the quickness and didn’t stay to help put my room together.

It was all good all I could think about was me being on my own with no parental guidance at all, no curfew, nobody telling me what to do.

Of course I had friends plenty but they don’t matter in this part. But before I got here I was in an relationship with this old guy from Jersey, he was fine tall light skin and built, I loved that man. But when I got to college all

Of that changed I loved the men, the women, the environment, the idea of being who I really was inspite how anybody else felt. To most of the minds I know y’all probably think this is a story about being homosexual.......

Naw naw it’s nothing about that at all what I mean is I was free to taste, nibble, suck and fuck who I wanted with no conviction. MASU was a big weed dispensary for me. On campus you have the dudes who are trying and maybe will go somewhere in life. Most of theM fell in my category, you all know who you are, but we will get back to them later. Back to what I was saying the hustlers off campus was more my type niggas with money n drugs I like. Many had cars and places of their own some had baby mamas n bitches they been with since high school. Did you really think I cared about their significant other fuck no.

So one day after class me n my girl daph went to Walmart to get something’s we needed and this light skin tall dude watched me as I walked through the store and bent over to pick up many items. So we get in line he hurries to get behind me in line and tells the cashier because I was next he was paying for my stuff. I gladly tell him thank you because I saved that money to go to the tulip later. He offered us a ride back to campus and we said ok what’s the worst can he do with the both of us. So thank god nothing happened. We get to our dorm and he asked for my number he wasn’t that handsome but he was in the military so at this time I thought he would make a good sponsor potential boyfriend maybe. We set up another time to link up later that night. Time at this point is flying by super fast and now it’s time to meet up with Tk, oh yea that’s his name. I’m thinking we are going on a real date, he takes me back to his sister house for homemade nachos and tequila. I thought it was his apartment until he told me he stayed with his sister, I didn’t care about that because everybody go through shit........

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