Published on 17 December 2019

MESSAGE

Lovely time of the day everybody! If you reading this you are most likely already at this nice party called Just Magazine. Well, why we all came to this point where we all get together in a print edition that let’s be honest, printed so poorly? “- Where is my sponsorship wtf I’m so ashamed when I think of the print version of myself..” Truly the purpose of art is something unbeknownst at the core and it is all about to please and to release our senses. On the verge of 2020, it feels so right to discard all the excess, grew wings and fly away from all of the holidays’ distractions and finally do something more, something for yourself, to make yourself an ultimate gift of whatever you so desperately desired for so long… So let’s take some time to figure it out and then let’s go for it. If not now then..why the hell is not now? We neglect our inner guidance so much nowadays, but the ability to feel what is right for you, what light’s you up is such a gift and we all can make ourselves this gift to allow finally getting the inner voice. And that is actually the fanciest one, not the Cybertruck preorder. This is what guides us to all the beauty, all the nicest, funniest and inspiring, this is the force of creation and joy, we’d rather appreciate it, then neglect or even hate. Don’t know what to talk with y’all about this time, really, just feel the need to numb the shit-talking, numb the shit mind. My contact list look like the yellow pages I don’t save these niggas names, I remember faces and I ain’t fuck you in a minute, why you still claim me? Bet if he ever hit this pussy he gone still stalk me and if you got a new bitch why you still callin’? And I look better than that hoe that’s why she made you block me I like to show for them haters talkin’ bad about me. Tryin hard to find a flaw, but you still watchin’ Hey! Freak nasty motherfucker kiss with the tongue I don’t wanna fuck the nigga if he ain’t hung he a lotta fun if he eat it night one if he got a lotta funds, I’ma hit it like, «Uh!» money make me cum, tryna get me some lookin at these numbers on my check like uh versace hottie, uh creole mami, huh she gone fuckin’ run but the Stalli giddy up freak, freak, freak nasty go a couple rounds and leave that dick up in the casket I ain’t wanna to take the nigga from you, it just happened you know I ain’t cum boy, if you had to ask me freak, freak, freak nasty lick on my hand, then I put it in his pants get to playing with that cock and make that motherfucker bam! And I walk and I talk like a pimp ‘cause I am pussy wet diamonds on my neck I’m a hot girl, so I make these niggas sweat if you fuckin’ with me, you’re fuckin’ with the best if he say he a dog, I’ma treat him like a pet Jimmy John neck, told him give it to me quick talkin’ like you love me? Nobody Keith Sweat rich bitch pussy, I can take you outta debt rich bitch pussy only come for a check, aah We unluckily could not afford to take a good deep pause before the last final touches for making it solid and clear, but that’s okay, we hope you’ll all agree that fashion today is made on speed only. Collections having deadlines, art projects are the same way..? Is it a work or is it a pleasure, how to eliminate that negatively gleaming aspect of existence and whether at all. This thought came such a hefty one and there is so much to come. Anyways, we hope you’re having a really good time wherever you are right now! This holiday edition including boys and..girls, not so many this time, really special guest and tons of creativity, so if you prepared yourself to this issue to be incredibly great, then multiply expectations by thousands. Stay sexy and don’t get murdered!

digital mag / print copy

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