F.A.M.E (book 1 & 2)

28

Theshadeborough: Residents, it looks like #HazelB has treated her man to a dream trip to Ghana for his birthday.

Hazel's arm was tossed across my chest as she snored lightly in her tired slumber. It was only eight in the morning, and the two of us had had a long, beautiful night filled with passion and intimacy. It was a surprise that I had even managed to open my eyes at this time of the morning, considering how tired I was before I conked out.

I tapped on the comment section to view what people were saying about the post. Although it was my birthday and I didn't want any negative vibes to ruin my morning, I just couldn't help myself. I wanted to see what people were saying out of curiosity.

she's so good to him 🥺 must be nice!

love seeing my people happy 🥰

In this life, have money 💰

Not my good sis spending the big bag on a man that's defo gonna cheat 😭😓

He looks so grateful. Defo passed the vibe check.

When he dumps her yeah... peak🤣

I'll be back for the comments 👀

I came off the comments and scrolled to a different post. I'd seen enough. Although I had only noticed a small amount of ignorant comments, I didn't want to see anymore. I didn't like to take social media too personally, because half the time, nothing was real. A lot of the time it was a sad community of people who were either flexing to make themselves look a certain way, or people pretending to be satisfied with their life.

The next app I tapped on was Twitter. As always, the app was going wild. Many fans were wishing me a happy birthday, whilst others were working harder than the FBI to find a problem with my relationship. Apparently people had an issue because Hazel hadn't publicly wished me a happy birthday or blessed her insta feed with a picture of me. The only question that came to my mind was, how comes people had an issue with things that I didn't see as an issue?

The icing on the cake was when I realised people had tagged me in Jade's tweet from that morning: one mans trash is another mans treasure.
Then upon scrolling a little more, I noticed she'd posted a picture of her and some other guy kissing.

Wasn't she begging for a meet-up the other week? 

That was enough socials for the morning. The vibes just weren't cutting it, and I wasn't prepared to upset myself on a day like today, because of people's opinions. Irrelevant people, at that. The UK really had a way of coming across as a shitty place with bad vibes, which was why most of the time, even if a situation burned me deeply, I didn't go on socials to talk about it. I never wanted to be the guy who people could tear apart on socials because of an ignorant comment or because of my relationship. The one advantage I had over all these keyboard warriors, was that no matter what their opinions on my relationship were, I wasn't public about it enough for them to pick us apart. They didn't have facts, they only had opinions over speculation, and that was enough for me to be okay with half the bullshit I saw online.

Before I came off Twitter, I let the world know that I was dropping a five song project this morning. It was something light and fun. These were songs that never made it on the album I dropped months back, because it didn't fit the theme. My debut album had done considerably well when I looked at the numbers and the plaques I had acquired since it dropped.