*Pumps my black power fist in the air* Ladies and gentlemen, Beyoncé has arrived and she’s letting ya’ll know that she’s a proud black woman. If you are unaware, Beyoncé dropped a single on Saturday afternoon for her new song “Formation“. The song basically shuts down all those crazy ass rumors about the Illuminati that ya’ll so love to spew. She addresses that her daughter will continue to rock her baby fro and you can stay mad for the rest of your lives. The beat goes hard as f*ck and of course I love it. Bey talks about getting where she has gotten by working her black ass off and she will continue to slay.
The main attention that has everyone talking is the actual “Formation” video. The video is the blackest f*cking video I have ever seen and I am here for all of it. ALL OF IT. The video shows every powerful black images of New Orleans and her creole roots. The video pays homage and shows gripping symbolism of the Black Lives Matter movement, Hurricane Katrina, The Nation of Islam, 19th century black New Orleans society and Moor influences. Mama took it there and didn’t give a damn who the hell felt pressed. You thought, she was done but oh the shit got better. On Sunday the creole queen performed at the Superbowl halftime show and sang her new single. Bey paying homage to Michael Jackson in her all black and gold attire and her dancers dressed as Black Panthers which is also paying tribute to the Black Panther parties 50th year in existence. Bey proclaimed that she was a negro woman in front of the nations and millions of angry racists white people.
There has been a lot of talk recently about these “Youtube Prophets “claiming that the reason black women are alone is because they ran the black man away. Black women are “egotistical women who raise no good children”. Basically all black women are bitches and wonder why we lose our men to women of other races. This is the dumbest pile of shit I have ever heard in my life. There are black men walking around hating black women because we want them to be the best they can be. They stereotype all sistas to be “neck snapping, gum chewing weave wearing hoes” that only want to dominate a man and bring him down. I got news for you angry black men NOT ALL BLACK WOMEN WANT TO DRAIN YOUR BLACK ASS.
So it’s a new year, which means new beginnings. I don’t know about ya’ll but I am so happy that 2015 is over. The year was a hard one for me for the most part, so now I am so ready for all the good shit 2016 has to offer. I don’t normally make New Years resolutions, but since I had a difficult year there are just some things I need to work on this year. I will be damned if I let that mess come over to my clean ass 2016 and I deal with the same mess again.
Ladies, we gotta do better! You decide to have a girl’s night and you head to the club. Every one’s feeling good and looking fierce. You hop on the dance floor and the next thing you know, you’re dancing with a fine one. I mean, this man is so damn fine all the bitches at the club are jealous; including your girls. So you dance, he buys you and your crew drinks, and u seem interested. You exchange digits, and wait for him to make the first call. Heffa, you just got hooked. If you’re hoping that this man is the one God sent to sweep you out of your Steve Madden’s, you’re so sadly mistaken. GOOD MEN DON’T EXIST IN THE CLUB.
It’s that time of year again. Candy Diaries is celebrating it’s 2 year blogiversary. In two years the blog has grown into something that I couldn’t have imagined and it’s all because of you, my loyal readers. I just want to thank everyone for riding with me this long. There were times where I debated ending the blog, but because of you guys I keep it going. I also want to say thank you to all the guest bloggers that have contributed to Candy Diaries. We also would like to thank the sponsors for allowing us the opportunity to share your products with the readers.
I’m only looking in the horizon for bigger and better things, and I hope you guys will be there to share it with me. Again, thank you!
I did a post a while back called “Why do men marry loco bitches“. I was uncertain as to why the crazy bitch always found a man that would marry her, while the very sane and stable women can’t even get a man to buy her a bottle of water. I just didn’t understand the logic behind a man falling in love with a crazy chick. Now I’m thinking about before the marriage, when they’re actually in a relationship. Does he know his girl is a straight bitch? I’ve known so many men that gravitate to a chick that just was salty for no damn reason, and the man never realizes he’s dealing with the devil until it’s too late.