20090130

srsly now.

Ok, I'm guessing its some nigga I def don't know doing this and read this. Its creepy, and you're actually going to my moms job saying I'm 22, eveeeeeeryone knows I'm 18. And my name is hm, nicki or some next shit. Once again, everyone knowwws my name.

20090125

thank you Miss Janet.

This is exactly how i feel right now.

Janet Jackson - Everytime

I'm afraid I'm starting to feel
What I said I would not do
The last time really hurt me

I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
'Cause everytime I fall in love
It seems to never last
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause everytime I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time

One half want me to go
Other half wants me to stay
I just get so all confused
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
'Cause every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause every time
My heart does begin to race every time
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
'Cause every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
Every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
Every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
'Cause every time I see your face
Could it be that this will be the one that lasts
The fear does start to erase every time
Oh could it be that this will be the one that lasts
For all my times
For all my times

can't be that good sober.

Sometimes I wish I could dedicate this boyz II men song to someone, but I never could. I just wanna horribly sing those few lines, " alll my lifeee, I pray for someone like you". I won't put my life on a stand still waiting for him to realize, he's not the only catch in this cause I don't know many females that will clean, feed, fuck you senseless and still be cute at the end of the day.
Sidenote : I need a fucking day job, shit.

20090114

classically.

this is from like 07, what used to happen at lunch time.
yes that is me, and yes that is my hair.
freeeeeeesh.