Lori Harvey Want Fully Experienced Life = On To The Next Man #TalkinOuttaTurn
Talkin Outta Turn 🗣️
So Lori Harvey said she ain’t marry Michael B. Jordan ‘cause she was only 23 and hadn’t “fully experienced life” yet 💔 And look — cool. That part actually makes sense. Twenty‑three is young. No argument there.
BUT… when people say “fully experienced life,” what does that really mean?
Like… More dates? More vibes? More trips? More “lemme see what else out here” energy?
‘Cause that phrase be sounding like a polite way of saying, “I don’t really know what I want, but I know I don’t wanna sit still.”
And that’s fine — just keep it a buck.
The problem is we seen this movie before. Somebody passes on a solid person, goes chasing “experience,” then wakes up later like, “Dang… everybody married, clock ticking,” and now they settling or picking the wrong one.
Meanwhile Michael B. Jordan somewhere unbothered, leveled up, eating good, sleeping peaceful 😭
And the funniest part? Her stepfather out here writing relationship books on his third marriage. Four. Marriage. That’s like a coach with a losing record selling a playbook.
Moral of the story: You allowed to be young. You allowed to not be ready. Just don’t confuse wandering with growth.
Some lessons don’t come with adventure — they come with discipline.
Talkin Outta Turn. 🎤💨
UPDATE:
I wrote all that two days ago… then my homeboy sends me a TikTok saying Lori Harvey broke up with Damson Idris ‘cause he was “too nice.”
And my coworker goes, “See? You right. Nice guys finish last.” I’m like, bro… I BEEN a nice guy my whole life — with a lil’ seasoning — and somehow we always end up in last place like it’s a relay race we didn’t sign up for.
At this point, all men can really do is sit back and watch her life like it’s a TV drama and see how it plays out. As my guy Shirlz says, “Maybe they dodged a bullet with that one.”
‘Cause the heart wants what it wants… but people can get real weird and real selfish outta nowhere, ya heard.
As Tony Montana would say: Fly, Pelican, fly. Beauty don’t last forever — and at some point, what’s inside gotta matter too.
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