Tiffany: “Now you gotta stop saying that, Mama,
’cause he’s not ugly. He’s not ugly. I’ve seen him. He’s
not ugly.”
Mama: “Mm-hm. Maybe not to you.”
Tiffany: “Not to you either, you opened your legs to
the man for three years.”
ͳen she popped me in the mouth. Dammit, I’m thirty-
seven years old, still getting popped in the fucking mouth.
My goal is to get enough money to buy a duplex. I want
to put her in one of the units and hire a full-time nurse to
take care of her. ͳen, I want to get her on whatever
medications they gave her when she was in Norwalk, so she
can be my mama again.
Honestly, that’s all I really want from life.
How to Survive and Thrive in
Hollywood
When I was hanging out with Jada in New Orleans shooting
Girls Trip, I had a knockoĉ Michael Kors bag, and the lock
fell off.
Jada: “You need real bags, you can’t be running
around here with fake bags, what kind of bag is that?”