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I Remember You

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Remember NYC tokens, before metrocards?
I sure Do.
I miss the token. Before the Fare was 2 Dollars.
I remember the $1.50 days and the $1.00 days.
I hear it used to be something like 50 cents
The good old days In NYC.

Is It Just Me OR Does T-Pain Look Like....

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I Dont know if any of you were into cartoons like I was into cartoons as a kid. I loved cartoons and I still look at certain ones to this day.

There was this one cartoon with a chick named after and allergy medicine who had dreads


You Know.....Allegra.

Remember Allegra's Window ...

Does T-Pain NOT look Like Allegra From Allegra's Window?

You Be The Judge:



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How Does It Feel??

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It Feels Like SHIT knowing he went from THISPhotobucket

To THIS

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No More Brown Sugar? I Cant get high on THESE looks everyday. What happened? Why Me? Why You? Why Us? D' Angelo tell me this is photo shop, this ain't you hunny is it?

I Was hurt because my mind wanders so when i saw this i thought how awful marriage is. Yeah...marriage because i can marry a fine ass black man and a little later down the line i end up with ....well something looking similar to D'Angelo Post How does it feel era. I'm so upset. I never wanted to get married i figured i'd reconsider when i turned 25. Now i doubt i even consider reconsidering.


*Tears*


Im going to push that picture out of my head and remember the good ol' days



I remember when i felt some kind of way watching this. I remember looking around as if i was watching a dirty flick, to make sure no one else was watching, i remember my teenaged body getting hot just off the braids [when i thought braids were sexy] omg them lips.

**Dear fellas who read my blog I apologize. I am truly sorry....But take this as a lesson, please keep them abs tight that precise shape up [shape ups are so sexy] and them pretty teeth.**

Yeah, I remember...

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The time of the year when my cousin calls my phone and says:

"Hay do you know what's coming up"

The time of year when i lie as if i dont remember because in all reality i CANT forget but i dont want to remember. I want to get it out of my head because it hurts TOO MUCH to think about it. When i reply:

"Nah, what?"

And he pauses and says:

"The day "D" died, so what are you going to do?"

And i say:

"I Dont know, What do you mean what am i going to do?"




In my head im thinking what is there to do? To remember, well i cant forget the day my brother was murdered, I cant forget the day i was on my way to meet up with him but before i walked out the door recieved a phone call saying "Darryl Died!", I can NEVER forget and I'll always remember falling down to the floor I'll never EVER forget watching the 9'0 clock news:

News Anchor:"Today a 22 year old man was shot and killed by the NYC police department in a hail of 51 bullets, there was never a gun found on him nor was there any gunshot residue found on his fingers though the police say that he shot first, next up is how your water may give you cancer"

I could never forget thinking and repeating the line Fabolous used in his song where he said "All the newspaper said, Was another nigga dead and its fucked up".
It was more fucked up because he was my brother. Yeah, my brother.

I remember the funeral and the spectacle people put on. I remember all the young people there who my brother touched, and those who were there crying hard like they weren't talking bad about him yesterday. I remember the people who did genuinely care about him and came there and sat silently unlike the others.

I remember going to school the next day refusing to see my brother thrown in dirt, refusing to see his casket close one FINAL time never to be opened again because at home i would have just thought about it HARDER than i would have in school, I remember that. The students who looked at me and smiled somber smiles and sat with me to reminisce about the "Good times"

I remember the past two years when my cousin called me and asked:

"What are we going to do"

and me answering:

"I dont know"

and wondering what the hell am i supposed to do...Remember, Yeah I Remember.

OCT. 22 at 4am My brother, best friend, confidant, died... how could i forget?

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