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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

You smiled and then the spell was cast...

I fuck with Etta James hard, even harder with Beyonce's versions http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cwH1v618GY
man this song, i'm adding to my list of songs that I cant live without:


Dude, im still tripping real hard, because as the days progress, I realized that I used to fuck with B-more in real life. Back in the day I genuinely had feelings for me. But you know how in todays climate a black man who is worth your time is hard to find. Im beginning to agree with Kandice, black men dont have any culture. But am I allowed to like him in real life after one instance? Because I think I might, which is so typical girl and im not typical girl. Oh yeah by the way, I'm done with BF, because he doesnt ever have anytime for me, I mean, he isnt rude about it, but....I cant keep getting my feelings hurt for trying to keep up with you. I deleted his number out of my phone, like im 12, and you know im heated because I really want to call him, but I am not prepared to carry on a friendship like this, it just isnt natural, granted I didnt try my hardest, because I know he's kinda a jerk sometimes, right...a jerk. But the effort I did make, wasnt reciprocated, and friendships are two-sided, I still love him to death, which will probably result in me just reverting back to my old ways if he ever called me, or texted me, which I kinda know he will, but not as soon as I would like.

But as of right now, im done.

My mind is a myriad of emotions right now

My freaking job is a pot, yes a whole pot, or crap.

I cant bring myself to trust myself

-that shit was deep son.

I think I may actually be insane, because my life might actually start turning around, if i could just trust.

I dunno, updates, as the days unfold.

No more creep teacher, i might miss his attention

NOT.....

"I found a dream that i can speak too, a dream that i
can call my own."

-Etta James

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a0Ee2KcD8XQ

this n-word is crazy! im dying laughing. I want to meet him.

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