Confessions

I am a very naughty person. Like I enjoy being this way sometimes. I'm the type of person who will whisper erotic promises & shit in your ear in public, then slide my fingers inside of u to see how wet you've got. Of course I lick my fingers afterwards...

I have a very BIG...Ball Python named Yzma. She is my Voudou & my baby. She is 5 1/2 feet long.

I love to cook. I find baking to be very therapeutic. I love cooking with weed. No dish is safe 🤣

I'm adding this Confessions page as a place to air out some of my dirty laundry

I enjoy getting high with my young lord & watching Ghost Adventures or laughing my ass off at the Pink Panther.

Believe it or not, I'm actually shy in person. Especially if u smile at me with your eyes.

I love to dance.

I once was standing in line at the post office, awaiting my turn. I'd just smoked a blunt & was feeling irie, especially since I'd got me some good good that morning. There were a few ahead of me in line so I guess I started daydreaming about the pussy I was in to pass the time. Well, I guess I was thinking way too hard, bcuz I heard the woman behind the desk gasp. The front of my pants looked like I was trying to smuggle in a little person & I was so embarrassed I wanted to flee but I needed a goddamn money order. "Next!" she said, trying not to stare as I came up. I knew my face must have been as red as my eyes were.

I like to listen to songs then play along to them on my guitar. When I first started playing I taught myself all the keys without even knowing how to read the music. Once my Mother Dear saw how persistent I was in playing, she hired an old musician beau of hers to teach me how to read musical notes. I shall forever be grateful.

I love cheese. The stinkier the better.

I absolutely love chocolate.

After nearly thirteen years of performing, I still have moments when my heart beats in my throat & I get stage fright. But then there are times when I'm hot & raring to go, using my guitar & hands to create the vibe I'm feeling. Seeing people sway to your vibe... It's a powerful thing.

I fell in love with two women I met on Instagram.

I go thru 2-3 lbs. of marijuana a month.

I once was a male stripper in New Orleans. It lasted for a year, before I started playing professionally. I was 21 & my stage name was Caine.

I recently had a threesome involving my voudou Yzma 🐍

I am beginning to feel more comfortable in my skin.

I spent a great deal of my life thinking I was this bad thing...abnormal...just not right. I was told I'd having nothing going for me in life save for the size of my dick. I was lead to believe I'd fail. I've been told I'd never find happiness...never find a family...never have a family...never have a wife...I was never a friend...I've been told many things.

I was told I was the most caring...the sweetest...the nastiest..the kindest...the biggest😏..the best...the most passionate...the only person who's ever made u feel this way...the only one u want...the only one u need...the only one u love....I've been told many things.

The power in words...

I need to tone down my flirtatious nature.

I have been sexually assaulted by women before. I was taken by force. I was violated.

I express my feelings deeply thru writing. Writing has been the best therapy.

I love cartoons.

I was a sex addict for many, many years. Addicted to it, just as a junkie would feen for dat water. Sex was my...is my go to. It seems to be the only thing I know. I have to make everything about sex.

I have a very long tongue.

Like everyone in Louisiana I get that feeling when Mardi Gras rolls around; I work the balls and attend the parties but I always remember it was this time of the year that my uncle abandoned me so many years ago. I can never truly enjoy the parades & on the happiest day of the year. I wind up being depressed.

I like drawing blood with my fangs.

My young lord & I have been mistaken for brothers so many times that we've begun to play along. Usually that's people's first reactions: Are y'all brothers? The sun has been right there besides me working out, meditating, & doing yoga, making music, listening to music, learning, studying magick, eating, living, breathing with me. He is my smoking buddy. He is my confidante. My inspiration. What keeps me going. He's my road dog. I sometimes let him drive and you would never be able to tell which is the father, which is the sun.

I'm a very sensual person. I live to please whomever I'm with. My lips will always be upon you in some way, whether kissing your hand, your lips (both sets), your neck, your back, your inner thighs...your legs, your feet, all of the juicy places in between

I have the tendency to astral travel a lot. I do a lot of shit when I astral travel...I find myself in many places; some I feel drawn and destined to. During these travels of mine I sometimes get physical if you know what I mean.

I still love my chopped & screwed music.

I have a foot fetish. I love feet. I also have a heel fetish. I love a sexy pair of heels on a woman and nothing else on.

I think Nubian women with blonde hair are very attractive. I'm also a fool for colored hair, but dreadlocks drive me wild.

I'm very appreciative of a full figured woman, a woman who feels comfortable in their lovely skin.

My wish is to sire at least 10 children.

I enjoy every shade & flavor of chocolate.

It's very hard for me to let go of people I love & care about, especially when I'm the cause of hurt. I mean well, I really do but sometimes my presence in people's lives causes unnecessary hurt & pain.

I love my car, my Cutlass Lucille. She once belonged to my Mother Dear. People always ask why I still drive an older car. I tell them older cars are like older women; keep showing them love and they'll keep it running for u. Take care of them & they'll take care of u.

I love to crank my music up so loud that u can feel it in ur soul. I love hearing each instrument's contribution.

I was initiated into Voudou in my teenage years.

I'm a practicing Fire Witch.

I have the tendency of lurking in the shadows of people I'm close to.

I'm a sensitive.No surprise there. I'm like a sponge. I feel way too much. It's driven me to a point of madness before, yet now I just let the madness take me over. That way I can channel it into something positive, or in my case, it gives me that vitality if u will...when the beast's mind feels it is in charge.

I like using my sexual nature and turning women on. I have a heightened sense of smell & can basically sniff the moment I get that pussy wet. Sue me.

I once found a young lady masturbating inside of my backseat. I'd been running late and forgotten to lock my doors. Imagine my surprise when I open up, got inside to hear moaning. It was a local chic I'd seen around NOLA & ole girl snuck inside of Lucille.

I used to walk everywhere, barefeet. I was especially fond of the cemetery.

Sometimes I feel worthless. A waste of skin.

I was present when my Mother Dear took her last breaths. She died peacefully in my arms. I never quite got over that.

I used to get the law called on me quite often whilst living in NOLA. I liked to strip naked on nights with full moons and worship her from my balcony. Of course one neighbor didn't appreciate the way his wife started paying attention to the dates of the moons, just "happening" to wander the alley whenever I'd be out there in full glory.Once he came out tripping, took one look between my legs, and stopped midsentence, going inside the house.

I once got robbed by yet another female I'd had dealings with. I took her out to eat after basically spoiling her ass in the mall. We went clubbing that night, on me. I wanted to show her a good time, only ole girl had it all planned out. My history as a trick preceeded itself.

To this day, I have a fear of showing myself on social media.Whenever I get asked I shut down: One day I will be ready to be edit and filter free, but when that day comes please no telling me to cover up or be decent bcuz I plan on going nude.

I can't stress how hard it is for me to meet like minded people.

I'm addicted to the smell of moth balls, gasoline, kerosene, fresh tar, & those little toilet deodorizers.

I used to sneak inside of a cathedral and would fill up on all the holy water I could. Thing was, my container was a Henny bottle and I'd fill that bitch to the brim. I also had sex in that same church. Sue me.