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coutureicons · 3 months
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karrine steffans
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auntymurda · 8 months
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I’m finally finishing Confessions of a Video Vixen, and it’s such a good yet chaotic book. & now all of a sudden, I wanna read Dyme Taylor’s memoir all over again ‘cause that’s the same energy that book had as well.
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nansheonearth · 5 months
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darkest.hue: Trigger warning: mentions of extreme violence against women and girls
Part 1/3 (more content to come on this matter)
Note: Although it should go without saying, here are some obvious truths: hip-hop the genre is not innately violent and misogynistic and neither are Black man. Also, hip-hop is not the only genre with abusive men, and the music industry is not the only industry in entertainment with abusive men.
For years now, Black women have been calling for hip- hop to have its "Me Too" reckoning (see recommended readings). Calls have recently reignited following singer Cassie's civil lawsuit against ex-boyfriend Diddy, where she alleges years of r*pe, domestic violence, and sex tr*fficking.
Many were rightfully stunned, horrified, and heartbroken by Cassie's vulnerable account, with many demanding the entire industry be finally held accountable for its pattern of violence against women. But is any of this really that surprising when we consider the way mainstream hip-hop talks about women, particularly Black women? Is it all that surprising when we consider the toxic loyalty and blind allegiance male rappers have to each other? Or the wealth of resources these men have at their disposal to control and harm women all the while flying under the radar? Or the world's disregard for the safety and protection of their Black women/girl victims?
Let's discuss.
Recommended readings for further investigation:
Ms.Magazine: "Black Women, Hip-Hop and #MeToo: 'On the Record' Spotlights Music Industry" by Janell Hobson
Buzzfeed News: "Will Time Ever Be Up For Abusive Men In Hip-Hop?" by Sylvia Obell "Confessions of Video Vixen" by Karrine Steffans
Vox: "Megan Thee Stallion, Me Too, and hip-hop's cycle of misogynoir" by Fabiola Cineas
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idothisnightlifesht · 3 months
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Karrine Steffans Memoir. Confessions of a Video Vixen’. 2005.
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chezzabellesworld · 6 months
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This is karrine Steffans, she was our original blind item ,to what was really happening in Hollywood, she started way before Instagram started maybe 22 yrs ago now ,if not a little longer ,her chiron is conjunct her moon in taurus ,ruled by venus, if u don't know much this woman ,read "confession of s video vixen" th t book was brave and around that time this was very brave 😉 she has venus stellium also libra ruled mars ,sun and venus ,and then the moon a chiron in taurus ♉️ her book has a lot about being a pleasure seeker, lots of sex drugs money and men ,the music videos and getting it all 😔to the point of feeling out of control after the sexual act 💖🌷💧🌚the moon and chiron having the moon in exalted sign of Taurus ♉️, but having chiron there too makes the pain deep and heartbreaking were taurus rules comfort and pleasure 🙏 chiron is the wounded healer so this woman's themes will be exactly 💯 what she has wrote about her pleasure is actually causing pain ,and with that libra stellium ,it's going to be about balancing this out ,mars doesn't like being in libra ♎️.because mars is direct and to the point libra is venus and opposite that .the mercury sun sign is Virgo ♍️ ✨️ and then downfall mercury sign of leo ♌️ wete she talks of thr control ♥️ sexually
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iamphatvenus · 29 days
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book list from the retired good girl book club
the artists way 
ho tactics 
thousand splendid summers 
the big leap 
write it down make it happen 
men are from mars and women are from venus 
the power of positive thinking 
shanghai girls 
smart girls marry money 
mondays not coming 
breaking the habit of being yourself 
confessions of a video vixen 
the good girls guide to bad girl sex 
date like a spartan 
getting the good girls 
bunny 
black and buddhist 
the mountain is you 
maybe in another life 
a love hate thing 
honey and spice 
Memphis by Tara M.Stringfellow.
the great cosmic mother 
sacred woman 
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creme-delacreme · 2 years
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Luv is(so not) dro
Rage.
Anger.
Jealousy.
Sadness.
Hurt.
All the different emotions Y/n felt, watching some video vixen grind on her man. She’s not mad at the girl. Okay well maybe she is. But her true anger is with Jack. For not telling her, for not shooting her a heads up, for thinking it was okay to have another girl grind on him in the same way she does and not think to inform her of such actions.
He wasn’t going to know that yet. Not at a party to celebrate the album and premiere a few videos as well. She’d neglect these feelings for now. Just like he does. She thought. She did a little harmless flirting that night. She totally didn’t mean for him to catch her. But it’s his own fault she resorted to action anyways.
“It seemed like you were definitely having fun tonight.” Jack scoffed once you entered your shared house. “Who me? Yeah, tonight was coo.” You responded calmly. “So walking around and being a whore was fun for you?” He throws out. You turn to face him in the living room. “Excuse me?” “You heard me. You were walking around, acting as if you don’t get enough love at home. Did you want my attention that bad?” He accuses. “Oh yes Jackman! I act out because I want your attention. I crave it Jackman. No you fucking dickhead. I looked like a fool tonight!” You shout.
“You? You looked like the fool? I had to explain why my girlfriend was flirting with anyone who got within arms reach of her.” He fires. “Yeah? And I had to act like I was fully aware of the video vixen dry humping my boyfriend. You know cause he doesn’t think to inform me of this shit. So while I’m sitting here at home, he’s letting other bitches dance on him without my knowledge.” “Are you serious right now? You’re upset over a video? Over my job? Do you hear how much a bitch you sound like?”
“Oh!” You exclaim, rage now fully taking over. “I’m a bitch now?!” You step closer to him. “If you’re gonna act like this over a video, then yes. Y/n you sound like a bitch right now.” “And that’s where your problem is Jackman. If you could use your head for once and maybe have some common fucking sense, you’d know that it’s not about the fucking video. It’s about how the decency of informing your girlfriend of what will be taking place in the video. Since you obviously don’t value respect, you can continue this conversation on the couch or in the guest room. Doesn’t matter to me. Goodnight.” You state before storming off to the bedroom, slamming the door behind you. Sleep. Just go to sleep and we can deal with this in the morning. You thought as you scrambled getting ready for bed.
The next morning you woke up with a killer headache. Fucking great. You thought, pulling yourself out of bed. After handling your business in the bathroom, you make your way to the kitchen to relieve your headache. “Hey.” Jack says softly, making you jump during your search in the medicine cabinet. “Hello.” You respond, continuing to dig. “Can we talk?” He asks as you finally find what you need. You nod before knocking back an advil.
“I wanna apologize for a lot of things that were said last night. You’re not a whore or a bitch. Extremely far from either of those things. It wasn’t far for me to not tell you about the video and expect you to be calm about it. I never meant to hurt you mama. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable in any way. I should’ve told you and the fact that I didn’t makes me a fucking idiot. And I’m sorry.” He confesses. “Thank you for the apology. I just wish you told me before sitting me in front of a bunch of people who probably had knowledge of what would occur in the video.” You explain. “C’mere.” He nods. I walk towards his seat and he wraps his arms around my waist and sets me in his lap.
“Im sorry.” He says once more. “Hmm. I know baby.” You respond, kissing the top of his head while he hides his face in your neck.
Peace.
Happiness.
Content.
All the emotions Y/n felt, as her lover showed he truly was sorry later on that morning.
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@inlovewithjackmanthomas hope you love it🫶🏽
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snoppy · 2 years
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Video essays i watched in april
hi, korean cinema isn't a monolith kthxbye by Yhara zayd
the age of achievement: america's obsession with prodigy by amandamaryanna
Performative Bisexuality: Y'all Not Tired? by Tee Noir
White Savior vs. White Ally by T1J
Black Femicide and Intimate Partner Violence: A History by Intelexual Media
Weirdcore, Dreamcore, Traumacore - The Age of Internet Aesthetics by Nightshade (UNREALITY TW)
Faces On A Big Screen by Nerdwriter1
The BIOGEOGRAPHY of the Ice Age by Atlas Pro
SQUID GAME analysis: a deeply KOREAN story. by Soeun in Seoul
Confessions of A Video Vixen: The Rise and Fall of an Era by Intelexual Media
why are we so obsessed with scammers? by Mina Le
Bo Burnham vs. Jeff Bezos by CJ The X
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thecherokeediaries · 1 year
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Thank You, Karrine Steffans
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Before we had Instagram, influencers, and Instagram baddies, we had video vixens that ruled the late ‘90s and early 2000s with their beautiful faces, alluring charm and natural sex appeal. These women generally had a bad reputation for being ‘undeserving’ of these social circles and for supposedly ‘sleeping their way to the top.’ They even struggled to have their peers take them seriously, so they struggled even more to earn their bosses’ respect in the workplace. Slut-shaming was inevitable as a video vixen at the time, but no one expected them to speak out against those claims the way Karrine Steffans did. Karrine Steffans is not only the most iconic video vixen, but she’s someone who’s influence runs deep over the current influencers we see to this day.
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Karrine Steffans, also known as Superhead, is an American author, actress, and former hip-hop music video vixen. She gained significant attention and notoriety in the early 2000s for her memoir, "Confessions of a Video Vixen," which detailed her experiences as a video girl in the music industry.
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Born on August 24, 1978, in Saint Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands, Steffans moved to the United States as a child and grew up in Florida. She entered the entertainment industry in the late 1990s and quickly became one of the most recognizable video vixens, appearing in numerous music videos for popular artists such as Jay-Z, R. Kelly, and Mystikal.
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In 2005, Steffans released her memoir, "Confessions of a Video Vixen," which became a New York Times bestseller. The book provided an insider's perspective on the entertainment industry, shedding light on the exploitation and mistreatment of women in the field. It also revealed her past relationships with several high-profile celebrities.
Confessions of a Video Vixen is Karrine Steffans’ memoir detailing the first 25 years of her life. She had a troubled upbringing in poverty and suffering physical abuse, drug abuse, sexual assault. She lived as a teenage runaway and turned to sex work and hip hop modeling to support herself and her son. The book wasn’t a simple autobiography, but she also divulged the juicy details of her sexual relationships. Some of the men she talked about had kids, girlfriends and wives; they were beloved in their respective industries. Karrine was just a video vixen.
Based on my adult analysis of the situation, I conclude Karrine Steffans was not wrong. I accept the hurt of the women whose partners were mentioned in Karrine's book; however, I disagree with the fact that the men were allowed to get away with their acts. It is not surprising that Karrine takes most of the blame. The men with whom she was involved knew they had girlfriends, wives and families at home, but they still found a way to be with Karrine, who was single. As a result, one of the men she mentioned later gave her a demeaning nickname that is still often used today. The nickname “Superhead” was what she was referred to for the rest of her career, not only was it demeaning but it was dehumanizing if she wasn’t already laughed at from the public this name alone was enough for people to laugh and her as less than.
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Following the success of her memoir, Steffans continued to write and release more books, including "The Vixen Diaries" and "SatisFaction: Erotic Fantasies for the Advanced & Adventurous Couple." These books explored her personal experiences, relationships, and sexual encounters.
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Aside from her writing career, Steffans has also made appearances on television shows, including "The Oprah Winfrey Show," "The Tyra Banks Show," and "The Wendy Williams Show." She has been involved in controversies and public feuds with other celebrities over the years, further fueling her media presence.
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Karrine will always have a place among the most influential women for many reason, but mainly because she is the first woman I saw who refused to let powerful men dictate how her story unfolded. She wrote her book, recounted her own story, told it from her perspective, and didn't allow anyone else to rewrite its story. Previously, the men around Karrine Steffans controlled her narrative and passed it off as truth because people weren't prepared to understand her. Karrine was not seen as a person by those men, so she was expected to keep quiet as they humiliated and belittled her. The culture of slut-shaming has changed greatly over the past few decades, especially for video vixens, and Karrine is a key contributor to the shift.
And to that I say…
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Thank You, Karrine Steffans
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The Stepmother Part 4: Betrayal
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TW: Smut. Language. 
SUMMARY: Your attempts to convince Rafe of an alternative lead to unexpecting confessions…
WORD COUNT: 1900
The Stepmother Part 4: Betrayal
He wasn't exactly sure what to expect that next morning, but your absence was more than noted. Even though your perfume remained as evidence of the duration spent with his bed and his body held the warmth of your touch just hours prior, it did nothing to ease the ache of your lack of a presence. Pulling himself to the edge of the bed, fingers wrapped interlaced once running through his hair, he realized the extent of his turmoils and the depths of his mistakes. But he also knew he would endure them a million times over as long as it meant he would still know your touch, your kiss...you. 
But he had to make things right. If he had allowed this lust to ruin so many things prior, he had to do one thing right. And so without the care to search for you throughout the house as he was certain you would have already made an excuse to be anywhere else, he made his way to Tannyhill to talk to Rafe to try and convince him of an alternative. After all, there was a time they were once friends. Maybe he could reach him…maybe..
He'd made his way beyond the gate and down the long drive on foot, having left his car a safe distance away from any signal his vehicle would give as he wanted Rafe to be surprised by his presence. But he would be the one in bewilderment as he opened the back entrance to find you now held by Rafe's grasp. He would release you as the tense conversation you had with him was now ceased by Topper’s arrival. 
"Of course..." Rafe groaned as Topper’s eyes narrowed before looking at you in pity. He shouldn't have been surprised that you would try to handle this yourself, but he hated that you felt that you needed to. 
"There must be something else you want...something where nobody gets hurt..." To this, Rafe looked to you, the focus behind your distant gaze making him scoff. 
"What can you offer me, Top? Hmmm?" Rafe now moved behind you, leaning on the table with his palms pressed flat into the surface of the dining room table. 
"Just get rid of the video man, she has nothing to do with this, okay? You aren't just hurting me..." 
"Nothing?" He scoffed, moving back towards you with his hands on your hips as Topper’s expression soured. 
"Do you find it a bit odd that it was easy for me to find and record you? That you didn't hear anything? See anything?" 
"What are you talking about?" 
"There's one thing we can always count on living here and that's everyone is so fucking worried about their reputations. The scandal of a your father's somewhat new bride caught screwing her stepson...might make for headline or two...Just enough that he'd give anything to erase it..." Topper clenched his jaw. 
"He's seen the video...Both of them...the one from the patio too...can't say I blame you for not being able to keep your hands off of her-" He pulled you into him showcasing how you were anything but innocent in this. 
"Second camera was her idea...but enough to use against you-" 
"You have money, Rafe, what the fuck could you want-" 
"My dad has money..." He corrected. 
"I want out from under him...so WE can start the life we've been talking about..." Topper’s eyes fell to his feet in realization. As Rafe had spoken of a girl he'd met, an older vixen of a woman who taught him positions he'd only conceived in his wildest memory, he deduced how this had been you. The way you were so frightened for him to go address this figure wasn't because she was scared, but she was scared of THIS confrontation. It all made sense now. 
Bitter, cold, painful sense. 
"So you wanting me to watch you be fuck her, just to be a dick?" 
"Actually, she HAS had a thing for you and what am I if not a proactive type of person who lives to make his girl-woman, happy?" Tears filled your eyes as these words as you wished you could make them untrue. You wished you could claim coercion or threats. But you couldn't. It was simply the truth. 
"Guess we didn't get that far..." 
"Fuck this..." Topper spoke as he charged out of Tannyhill as you couldn't chase after him. No matter how badly you wanted to explain how things had changed, you couldn't risk Rafe's possessive rage for a conversation you knew would go south before it even had a chance to be addressed. You had no choice but to watch him walk away and it broke your heart. 
Hours passed before you returned home. With your husband due away on business, you would have the house alone with just you and Topper. But as you expected to find him in disarray or even anger, possibly even absent, you would instead find a party in full swing. Music too loud to even attempt a conversation over and his peers littering the home you'd made your own despite your deceptions with the eldest Cameron. But you knew you would have to face him and so you searched the cluttered corridors and behind each and every door before deciding to call him. Put to voicemail with each attempt, you would option for a nearby drink to try and wash away your guilt before getting a text. 
"I'm in my room." To this, you sauntered up the steps you had a thousand times, but of all ventures, this one had you genuinely nervous. You had no upper hand and all of your cards were revealed, you were at his mercy completely. You hoped your words could be enough.
"Top?" You inquired, pushing open his door to find him on the edge of his bed, his palms supporting himself before you noticed a silhouette between his legs. Unmistakable in the notions, you realized he was just as vile as you. 
He led you in here for you to see how he didn't need you. A vision evident to the girl on her knees for him, concealing his cock between her cheeks as his head fell back in ecstasy, the moans you missed having now been gifted to her, as he wrapped her hair tightly within his fingers. 
"Best I've ever fucking had..." He breathed as you bolted from the room, turning quickly onto the bathroom and burying your face in your hands. You didn't want to admit it, but he had broken a heart you believed no longer had a purpose. But in the moments when you'd felt most alive, he had been the reason you felt the depths of such pain. Although deserving, you loathed him for it. 
The next morning after you'd cried yourself to sleep, you sat at the breakfast table, finding him to walk down alone. Half relieved but mostly annoyed, you focused on your breakfast, only really able to pick at the eggs benedict as he sat across from you. 
"Can you pass the salt?" He asked, acting as if absolutely nothing had transpired between you. Not the events of last night. Not a touch. Not even a look of longing. Absolutely nothing. And it built a rage within you that was too hard ro hide, not that you tried to. 
For this, you threw it at him as it shattered on the table and he scoffed, leaving him behind. And this is how you existed for the next week. Tormenting one another with your presence and the taunt of an apology or mending that never came due to your mutual stubbornness. All that came of it had been further tension and aggression to closure you would never get. 
But then something changed. The night your husband came back home. You had managed to evade him, but the same could not be said for Topper. An argument broke out within an hour of his return where you would hear Topper being patronized and belittled by someone he once saw as a mentor. Words of disappointment and cruelty continued between them until the sound of broken glass and shuffling feet sent you into the room. 
For only a second, you saw Topper held by the throat, a line of blood cascading down his temple, before he was released. Your arrival was the distraction needed for him to break free as he would do so with teary eyes and a clenched jaw, while you were left to deal with the aftermath. A lack of being addressed by this, you were given only silence by your husband, a tactic also shared by his son as you moved into his room well after everyone else had gone to bed. 
"Top?" You knocked after requesting him, finding the door to come open effortlessly as he stood in the bathroom adjacent from his bed, dabbing the blood from his skin. Once he saw you in the mirror, he turned to shut the door as you quickly caught it. 
"I just wanted to see if you were okay-" 
"No. I'm not fucking okay! Leave-" 
"Top-" 
"I will drag you out of here myself if I have to, but let me promise you that it will be the LAST time I touch you." Your eyes narrowed at him. 
"We were both cruel, but can we put that behind us for a second to-" 
"Behind us? This isn't some fender bender you don't want me to tell my dad about! This isn't you covering my ass for smoking or sneaking you...you are the most...depraved...evil...selfish person I've ever met. I'm disgusted just looking at you-" 
"Couldn’t have been too disgusted since you found company in another girl, so don't make it sound like I kept you from-" 
"I wanted to hurt you and then I realized how stupid it is because you can't break someone's heart if they don't have one-" 
“I just wanted to see if you were okay..." 
"How the fuck am you supposed to be? You seduced me for what? That's all I wanna know. Was it really all just to get your kicks?" 
"He wouldn't give me a divorce....I thought if I was caught with you he would..." He slowly nodded. 
"Let me guess, he still won't give it to you?" 
You shook your head. "Guess we're both fucked.. at least YOU got something out of it..." 
"You aren't innocent in this either! If you didn't want me-" 
"Are you seriously slut shaming me?! You came onto me-"
"And I wish I didn't, believe me!"
"Believe you?! How can I? When a week ago I expected to wake up in the arms of the woman I loved and instead-" He paused, realizing what he'd said as you froze. When his eyes found yours again, you only saw tears, "Instead, I find out not only are you fucking my best friend but fucking me over in the process. All some master plan for such a stupid reason-" 
"What do you want me to say?" 
"Nothing. Just fucking go." 
"No-" 
"I swear to God-" 
"Not until you listen-" 
"Oh? And why should I, huh?" 
"Because...I love you too!" His teeth clenched. "I don't know when it happened, okay? But it did. And I tried to fix it all but it didn't matter...Either way, Rafe wins and I'm trapped in a catch 22 no matter what. You get to go back to college and away from all of this and I'm here...I'm stuck here wishing I was with you!" 
Suddenly his hands were on your body pushing you onto the bed, but only to sit. 
"You really sorry?" With teary eyes you shrugged as he cocked his jaw before this led you to nod, exhausted with fighting. 
"Then show me." 
"Show you?" He took hold of the back of your hair, leading you onto your knees. 
"Fucking show me how sorry you are..."
Part 5 Coming SOON!
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glitterglockz · 2 years
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summer reading list
confessions of a video vixen
sexual citizens
bluest eye
coldest winter ever
memoirs of a geisha
defining decade
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astroluvr · 2 years
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this is random but will there ever be a part two to video vixen 👉🏻👈🏻 I wanna know if they ever meet up for lunch as friends and he confesses that he still loves her and wants her back and all that stuff y’know lol
OMG I LITERALLY THOUGHT U SENT THIS TO THE WRONG PERSON BC I FORGOT I EVEN WROTE THIS LMAO
but maybe, i haven't planned on it!!! but this is something i'll add to a list to write! im glad u enjoyed it enough for a part two tho!!
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halalgirlmeg · 2 years
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Me looking at the reviews for Confessions of a Video Vixen:
I don't know what I expected
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funkinblues · 18 days
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I can't hold it in any longer. Karrine Steffans mentioned in her book that DMX would whimper like a dog when they had sex and I'm all hot. I want this love.
Also remembering that time he was caught on hotel cameras wandering corridors naked. I was small when I heard about this happening but I still knew who DMX was.
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rebeleden · 7 months
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Confessions of a Video Vixen https://a.co/d/aMegpw1
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CC FATAL POLY BS
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elektranxtchiios · 1 year
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reading confessions of a video vixen like get up girl why u doing so much for nothing these men dont care like she goes over her childhood so i kno why but pls get up girl u deserve better
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