February 2010
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September 2009
36 posts
franks and beans, franks and beans
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something inside of me, is PISSED. something inside of, can throw a ten thousand...
– Wicked Wisdom
“i was never an openly straight woman. But now that ive realized im gay im out & about”
I hate it when ppl say “it/that figures”. Like, what thee h-e-double snakes is that supposed to mean? Especially when girls do something & guys say it
How dare u, u fool!!!
lol at twitter.com/tattoogallery at their masterbation cure: tattoo “Jesus” on your hand.
is God: woman or man?
there has been debate over the years about whether God is a woman or a man. ofcourse, the “bible” refers to God as “he/him”. but ive concluded that the bible isnt a good source for anything. it was written only God knows when, “men” wrote it(so ofcourse they’d make God a man), plus there are boos & chapters missing from it, AND it contradicts...
yes! that means imma be a locks lesbo. i kno, stereotypical: lesbian of african descent with locks. but thats as far as i take it. im not butch. strictly femme. i wear heels, dresses, make-up. i sit with my legs crossed. i shop in womens stores.
basically: i dont think imma man. im a woman who loves women who act like women.
(i just dont understand butch women and the lipsticks who like them....
locked hair, dont care.
dread head, me nah frett.
voo doo vs. gang signs
my little cousin threw his hands up at me
(in a peculiar way)
said some gibberish
(with an angry face)
& walkedaway.
gang signs or voo doo?
dont use words you dont understand…dont use words i dont understand
– eric northman(trueblood)
I kiss girls.
ambrosiasnectar:
becauseitsnotlove:
So what?
im using the internet off of my phone. where im stayong has crappy service. im going crazy over here.
if i didnt have my phone i would DIE!!!
(yes i would die if internet wasnt an option for me. its 2009, if you have no life if theres no internet!!)
pain is inevtiable. its how you deal with it that matters.
– moi
…&& i wish u knew how i felt because that way you’d know how much i loved you. but you’ll never “truely” understand.
WoA(words of advice): think b4 u speak. Dont always assume. Look b4 u sit. Dont drop the soap…& all that jazz
I’ve just invited you to suck it!
– Michael Scott
WoA(words of advice):
think before you speak/act.
dont always assume.
look before you sit down.
watch where you are walking.
always chew with your mouth closed.
dont pick ur nose and wipe it on your shirt(thats what other people’s shirts are for)
and…dont drop the soap!
its time for some new gauges. Im at a 6g. I think i can squeeze some 4’s in there.
catching a bus on fordham is soooo hard…why?????
be you.
There are so many things that we as people wish we could be. To be, that truly is the question. We all want to be something other than ourselves because our lives aren’t what we want them to be. We see others living their lives and want what they have, not truly knowing they peer into our lives and wish for the same thing. But we can’t have each others lives because we were each given our own...
crossing paths w/ my mind. [chris brown]
so, ive watched the chris brown interview with larry king. and i’ll tell you, i think he is full of shit. how does someone not remember beating his girlfriends face in and then threatening her life?
i know we all make mistakes. mistakes like forgetting to bring the tuna salad to your friends party, or accidentally calling your second girlfriend and calling her your other girlsfriends...
”..u ask me for a contribution when u know we’re all doin what we can”
classic tunes man, classic.
dance?
Lets dance.
Shall we?
Under the moon.
Lets prance freely.
Lets twirl to never land.
How about we waltz to Calpurnia’s den?
Idk where that is.
but we’ll find it.
im sure of it.
ok. How about we sit.
under a tree.
a whomping willow.
lets stay forever.
ur arm can be my pillow.
set the carriage’s sun upon your lips. for life itself goes on, with chains and whips. so kiss the sky until it’s dark. and drink your sorrows until their final mark.
people are the most beautiful when they’re walking out the door
– anonymous