tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55886003546592421232024-02-19T05:23:04.541-06:00WHYFAGSLOVEDRAMAone very important point of viewFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-5179448674170576932010-04-19T13:41:00.002-05:002010-04-19T13:44:27.339-05:00WHATEVER.I CAN'T BE BOTHERED... I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THAT!!ARE YOU SERIOUS?I MEAN REALLYFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-26672386487440364962010-04-19T01:31:00.002-05:002010-04-19T01:34:34.342-05:00CHILD PLEASEWHATTA FREAKIN MORON!!OH MY GOOODNESSFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-3452771888887878892010-04-14T21:54:00.004-05:002010-04-14T22:03:14.589-05:00BoysI love a man with a huge heart. One who is not afraid to show his sensitive side. I love a man who helps lil old ladies and gushes over babies, puppies, and kittens. It's not even a bad idea to show me that your tear ducts work. DO act like a man, however. Have strength. Know how to make a decision, communicate your feelings. Tell me what you want, think, feel, need, or don't. Keep it real. Be a Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-3212319268367134602010-04-12T12:16:00.002-05:002010-04-12T12:33:32.776-05:00I miss the music video.Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-51984574262756906692010-04-12T12:16:00.001-05:002010-04-12T12:16:46.722-05:00BEALADYFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-59162205012185996192010-04-07T11:05:00.000-05:002010-04-07T11:07:27.314-05:00I FOUND LOVE ON A TWO WAY STREET AND LOST IT ON A LONELY HIGHWAYFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-2378464642105747462010-04-04T21:42:00.003-05:002010-04-04T23:19:21.630-05:00affixed to love and truethere is none and I could really use some. missing the attention I'm affixed to. nowhere to go. no one to turn to. wishing there was a mister considered the better half, one who I'm into. option less with all this fineness. love life a freaking mess. trying to prove to yours truly its not needed; it'll come eventually. and now. options and time slowly slip away. I don't know what to do. longing Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-4665227020502270192010-04-04T21:15:00.002-05:002010-04-04T21:42:14.881-05:00E2010white bunniesbrown bunniesand black ones toowhite dressesred hatsand fanning sisters in the pewsoulful songslong sermonsand the Easter playdinner at churchwhich was really lunchcause big mamaalways cooked anywaypainting prettyoval eggsthe huntbasket in handtoday these Sundaysare different#notetoselfBe Thankfulfor the memoriesin your head Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-66345799327673297742010-03-01T00:20:00.001-06:002010-03-01T00:22:41.557-06:00I AM EATING A GRILLED CHEESE (white). MY TEETH ARE WEAK AFTER YEARS OF GRINDING. WATER.Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-15543279481133906382010-02-25T18:49:00.002-06:002010-02-25T19:55:13.028-06:00I'm over the salacious "news" that comes out bi-weekly these days. Right now it's the missing actor (RIP) and Tiger. Barf. I enjoy a decent amount of celebrity gossip and a little in real life too, but I hate how they go on and on, about one story. It's reported in repetitive detail as if it's really important to your life. Back in the day, real world news, was on the news. Unless someone had Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-70530408545232375132010-01-11T21:08:00.004-06:002010-01-11T22:12:05.522-06:00Low maintenanceThis is the thing about being beautiful; you feel like you should always be that. Growing up, someone told me I was pretty almost everyday. Everyday. Eventually you kinda become numb to it. At the same time it's a burden. No lie. Two things helped ground me and keep me from becoming a stuck up twitch. First, one of my grandmothers really helped to raise me. Mum had me at a young age. I was aroundFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-28874925007151025512010-01-07T23:22:00.003-06:002010-01-08T00:07:35.608-06:00stuntingwatching wendy williams I like the show for the most part, but it is over the top. she found herself a catchy little song, score. and of course the how u doin?, LOVE IT. the boobs, the boobs, the boobs: its too much. God bless and to each his own. I never caught her on the radio, but once i got a computer........exactly one year and ten months ago..... i eventually stumbled upon (looked up) her Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-67672434182913950432010-01-01T18:17:00.003-06:002010-01-01T18:41:59.806-06:002009Well, it's a new year. 2010 has arrived. I, for one, am glad 2009 is over. It was a confusing, bitter, lazy year for me. I was angry a lot. I get a little sad thinking about all the time wasted worrying about how others felt and what they thought of me. It's pathetic really. I have been concerned about neighbors I couldn't see and strangers I would never see again. #comeonsonI was probably Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-84094709096037886352009-12-12T20:30:00.003-06:002009-12-12T21:07:36.190-06:00BlanketA lot of people become famous, or shall I say seek fame, in search of love. Love means that people accept and praise you, just as you are. I have always wanted to be famous. This is the first time I am admitting it, outside of talks with the (former) bestie. Everyone in the world knowing your name has got to feel warm and fuzzy, right? That is, until they tear you down. The admirers become Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-33195463307617471172009-11-29T17:08:00.003-06:002009-11-29T17:17:56.580-06:00So life hurts sometimes. So, sometimes you get kicked in the face. Such is life. It's cruel, confusing, and combative. Ahhh, well. You have to pick yourself up, dust off, and keep moving. Most times others will walk over you rather than lend a hand. Stand strong and do for self. No one else will. I am thankful for each day and every breath. I am thankful to the Universe and our Father, daily. Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-75836915307854229002009-11-27T15:20:00.000-06:002009-11-27T15:21:23.789-06:00Friends suck.Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-88138776616853610562009-11-21T12:47:00.002-06:002009-11-21T12:52:56.841-06:00im still pretty much dazed and confused wondering what in the world to do thankful for each day and every breathe but i cant help wondering what else...there are days when things seem clear others mistakes keep popping up from the rear weird lonely isolated self inflicted pain and confusion i used then i use then again sin never enough wins way back when i was innocent then again...wanting to flyFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-66669733886683884642009-11-20T15:49:00.002-06:002009-11-20T15:58:24.062-06:00I NEED LOVELife has been gently cornering me, forcing me to take a good look at myself and my actions. It is time for major change. I've become lazy and semi-depressed. I believe in listening to the voice of the Universe, which speaks to us all the time. I hear You. Every little nuisance is a time to learn and grow, not just get pissed or blow off steam. When you point your finger at the other guy, so Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-42857511013797690262009-11-07T17:47:00.003-06:002009-11-07T18:33:41.319-06:00I'm watching the BET Hip Hop Awards. Fabolous is hot. The set, the dancers, his flow is on point. But what are black men hiding from? Diddy, The Dream, and even my Hova, wearing the freakin sunglasses! What is it with that? What are you hiding?I'm just saying...Fab was looking cute though.Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-46096375356069629962009-10-31T07:57:00.002-05:002009-10-31T08:08:43.524-05:00Down and OutDoes anybody care when I get lonely. Where are friends when you feel like you're drowning in the sea of life. Will there ever be another to dry my tears. When will the confusion disappate. Often comfortable in my own skin, but never really fitting in. They say you are born alone and die alone. Lord, please don't let that be true. Approval. Hope. Love. Kindness. Friendship. Support. Respect. Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-74075240943204739862009-10-29T16:10:00.003-05:002009-10-29T16:28:13.890-05:00THIS IS ITI was blown away by the Michael Jackson footage from This Is It. Have you seen it? I hadn't even planned to go, but a friend invited me. At $6 a ticket, I figured, "Ok." I was a huge fan of his music, once upon a time. I assumed the tickets would be out of my budget. Why it was only running for two weeks? Don't rush me!Anyways....I am so glad I went!! It's worth going just to see the set conceptsFamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-23890931496452997712009-10-22T23:09:00.005-05:002009-10-23T00:00:15.291-05:00Are there any people out there with integrity? Treat me how I treat you. It seems simple to me. A good friend from high school, who was once like a sister, pulled some _-*%. I told her I was thinking of doing business with a guy I had feelings for in high school. She knew him and the entire situation. He was never my boyfriend, but we had a short lived "thing" (no sex). I always thought he was Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-84687338034648205572009-10-17T11:29:00.001-05:002009-10-17T11:29:50.737-05:00I am still smoking, by the way. Less often is the best I can do right now.Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-76343394108164186372009-10-17T11:18:00.002-05:002009-10-17T11:28:14.681-05:00Mommy DearestPlease tell me that it's ok to despise one's own mother. No one wants to feel that way or for it to come down to that. We try and try to please the one who gave us life. I have found it is often to no avail. I am exhausted and over it. There is no pleasing some people, period. Life is too short to try and make something work that forever feels impossible. So you gave me life, and what? Do you Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588600354659242123.post-51784124440407607492009-10-13T14:15:00.005-05:002009-10-13T14:32:51.719-05:00an updateI have been pain free for about seven days now. I had forgotten what it feels like to be free, in that way. The doctors still don't know the cause. I go back in a few weeks. Life goes on! But it's not always easy. Other people are still depending on you, ringing the damn phone. Asking their nosey az questions. I try to to use The Secret when fear and worry set in. "I am in perfect health." Right.Famehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02657920725015625871noreply@blogger.com0