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You Mad Pussy (BK accent)

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Because your mad subliminal. I guess people have issues with the shit I type here. LOL. Being the Brooklynite That I Am......

"If it's not directed directly towards me I DON'T RESPECT IT"
--Jay-Z


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Click "Stop Following"


........Thank You Very Much.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME?

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My grandmother called me this morning and wished me a happy birthday and said she would be putting my birthday gift in the bank. So im like .....wtf?

My birthday is April 16th ...NOT February The 17th. Maybe she isssss getting a little old even though my grandmother has NEVER showed ANY of the side effects of getting old a day in her life.

So im debating whether to say something and correct her or shut up and take the money. Its NANA there's no way in hell i can lie to her....

So i correct her and she reminds me that today is the day i was ADOPTED.

I shoulda slapped myself for that. I almost forgot i was adopted today which is sad because this has always been a BIG day for me my twin sisters and my Older brother since it happened. The day Our Grandmother adopted us....DAMN!


SOOOOOO HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE!!!

Dear Diary (3rd Entry)

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He walks away, the sun goes down, he takes the day....But Im grown, and in your grey, in this blue shade ...My Tears Dry On Their Own"

-- Tears Dry On Their Own
- Amy WInehouse


I Love Dandelions But That's not what this post is about. Today I visited an ex's Myspace page ...ummm ...accident? anyway that's besides the point lol. So i went and i don't know what came over me. I think it was Solange's Two song's that came on 6 o' Clock Blues followed by T.O.N.Y (which has a wonderful video now thanks to Vashtie). I felt a sense of sadness but then i realized that he still hadn't changed one bit. He's still a guy who poses as this "Great Man" which he's really not. I think he would be if he could control that beast in his belly that causes him to be an asshole. Whatever though that's an old Act and Scene of my life, Act 1 Scene 3 I think I'll call it.....

Anyway let me catch you up to ACT 2 Scene 2. See In this scene The Dandelion Grows up into a grown Dandelion...Have you guys ever seen a grown Dandelion? I have....they're beautiful and i used to think that if i said a prayer and blew on the grown dandelion the little feathery things on top of it would fly off into heaven and tell God what my prayers were. *Sigh* I don't know if it was true or the wind was blowing hard enough those summers because my prayers were answered. Despite not having a mom or dad or what people consider a "Normal" life i was happy.

BUT NOW.....Not so much.

off topic but, i VOWED to stop talking to Jay.... will it work ..probably not but we'll just have to see.

CYN and TEEMS if you ladies see me talking about him in a post remind me im not supposed to be talking to him ...and if in the post i already have ...reprimand me or something LOL.

It's funny i don't personally know Cyn or Teems but those two seem like people i SHOULD HAVE been friends with instead of the people i was friends with....

QUOTE: "Pick Your Friends Like You Pick You Pick Your fruit" (Erykah Badu - Appletree)

Anyway ...let me get you up to the reason why me and Jay should no longer talk. WELL as you know a 6 year long relationship isn't something you can just get up and walk away from without some kind of feelings or injuries involved.

I was talking to this fool the other night VIA AIM because i don't like talking on the phone and he had his picture as his icon ....then switched it to some girls picture ....

Even though it wasn't in Mid AIM-versation i was UPSET. I think it was rude even though we still no longer go out and he probably doesn't know how i feel about him because I'm Halle Berry In these streets. I'm a good actor when i don't want someone to know how i really truly feel about something, and he's probably the only person that im like that with because he doesnt take anything seriously and he would probably think i was crazy ...whatever though...Moving on

I asked who she was and I'm pretty sure he lied, loll, I'm laughing because i thought it was funny that he felt the need to lie to me about it since we don't go out. He said a home girl....a friend ....sure.


Then BAM i realized it wasn't healthy for us to even be friends and i would stop talking to him ...when i told my best friend i wouldnt talk to him anymore do you know what she said???

"LMAO, girl you say that once every 3-6 months"

That Bitch!! -- She's so right....Usually, I'll talk to him for a couple of months then cut him off for a couple of months ....then he shows up out of no where, or he finds me on myspace or something...JAY GO AWAY!!

I guess he's meant to be in my life. I wish i had a dandelion so i could Make a prayer asking God to just help me forget I Loved him.

Well since i don't like to cry and i know if i go any further i will I'll put a Pencil here and resume this some other time ....

LADIES: If you haven't heard this song ...Listen to it ...P.S. Im pretty sure this is the song that'll be featured On my blog Next Week...Ciao.



You Can Call Amy All kinds of crack heads if you want but this song and her voice is the truth and if you dont agree then you probably dont like music. My Favorite Verse:

I don't understand,
Why do I stress A man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand,
We could a never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is inevitable withdrawal,
Even if I stop wanting you,
A Perspective pushes thru,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon,

I shouldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men,

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And in your grey,
In this blue shade,
My tears dry on their own