“Diggable Planets, Gem (a short post)”

No more crazy and/or toxic.

It was cute at 22. Even 32. Not 42 (for you all that are that old).

KNOWING the woman you were trying to gift that diggity-giggity to! Knowing you got that heat rock, pause…knowing what that mix, with that chick was going to do.

A tear travels down mine face, crying out to me. My vision is blurred. I am seeing memories.

It was a great run, you “light-skinned Tiffanies”