Go Deep

Thinking back on my previous post Neighbors Know Yo Name.? I saw this fitting. A lot of men are very confused as to their sex game.  This should help a tad bit. If not . . . retire your penis.! Loads of guys think that they really give the ladies a run in the sack. Little do they know they are not.  STUDY THE CHART.

Heaven

(If Heaven was a mile away)
Would I pack up my bags and leave this world behind?
(If Heaven was a mile away)
Or save it all for you?
(If Heaven was a mile away)
Would I, fill the tank up with gas and be out the front door in a FLASH
Before reconsidering, this Hell with you
It ain't you it's the things you do (do)
It's tearing my heart in two
I would of fell with you
To Hell with you

One of my favorite songs. I'd say that it would be right under Song Cry by Jay-Z. I played this song so much that I messed up my God's Son cd. It was at the time my step dad (my daddy) died. I felt like he left me here and didn't fight to stay. Selfish thing to say but I was only twelve. I didn't know any better. I held a grudge for a very long time. I realized that it was wrong and that he made the correct decision. I'd have loved if he stayed because I wouldn't feel so alone, but he was better off leaving this earth.

The Prom Dress That I Wanted

This was the dress that i wanted but my mom wasn't trying to feel me. "it looks like a wedding dress". WELL AT LEAST I WASNT TRYING TO LOOK LIKE A SLUT AT PROM.!

Music.....

“Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul"

something so simple......can mean so much

Sometimes you have to smile to hide the tears. But when the smile fades that's when the flood gates open.

The Problem

I am a problem.

I am a brat.

I am spoiled.

I am stubborn.

I always have to have my way.

I..I..I..

I am a problem.

I don't listen to anyone.

I don't care about anything.

I don't trust anyone.

I don't have feelings.

I am a problem. I am a problem. I am a problem. I am a problem.

If I am a problem the most sensible thing to do is rid yourself of the problem.

Why not fix it? Because that is almost 22 yeears of being a problem.

That can't be fixed over night.

A Pretty Day

A Pretty Day

by E. E. Cummings

a pretty a day

(and every fades)

is here and away

(but born are maids

to flower an hour

in all,all)

o yes to flower

until so blithe

a doer a wooer

some limber and lithe

some very fine mower

a tall;tall

some jerry so very

(and nellie and fan)

some handsomest harry

(and sally and nan

they tremble and cower

so pale:pale)

for betty was born

to never say nay

but lucy could learn

and lily could pray

and fewer were shyer

than doll. doll

Calling All Hearts

Keyshia Cole's new cd Calling All Hearts is.......WEAK.! I'm not feeling any of the songs on it. Her voice is weak on it in my opinion. Maybe it's because I prefer that raw, red, blonde, & oranged haired Keyshia. She was hungry and it was clear. She doesn't have it anymore to me. Even the features on the album suck monkey nuts. How do you have Tank, Nicki Minaj, Faith Evans, & Timbaland on an album & it still is weak.? If she sells it'll be just off the strength that that's Keyshia Cole. I give this cd FO' THUMBS DOWN.!

No Boys Allowed

I just took a listen to Keri Hilon's second studio album. I must say that after her first album I thought she'd never be able to make an equal or better album. I was wrong. Her second album is as good as the first. I listened to the the album in it's entirety. That's something I rarely do. No Boys Allowed is sexy, upbeat, and definitely not for the fellas. With features from Nelly, J.Cole, Chris Brown, Kanye West, and Rick Ross I think Ms. Hilson has a winner on her hands.!

I forgot to mention....HER ALBUM ARTWORK IS SICK.!

Heart For Sale

Kiss In The Rain

I think this is one of the most seductive actions that can commence sex amongst a couple. It's romantic. It's spontaneous. It's sexy. It's fictitious amongst my peers. Romance doesn't exist to most of the people in m age bracket. It's just sex with them. You'd be lucky if you get any foreplay.

I dream about my Rain Kiss. I dream that I'm on a date with a guy that is just a gentlemen. He opens doors, he compliments, he doesn't say "cuz". He has stimulating conversation and an irresistible smile that melts me. After a lovely dinner, we walk & talk, laugh & play, getting to know each other the entire walk. And then...out of nowhere. It just starts raining. Hard. We dance around the raindrops trying to elude each droplet. All the while smiles upon our faces. Hands interlocked as we sprint to some sort of covered area. Finally we make it to safety and my dream crush checks to see if I'm okay. Catching my breath I say yes. Then he goes in for the kill. Dripping wet we engage in the most sensual, passionate, arousing kiss that one could possibly dream of. And then......I wake up.

"I dream wit my eyes open in fear that if my eyes do shut I shall never see agen. I'm fightin just to keep em open... No nightmares come with these sleepless nights of mines. Just a mind full... but I still never speak like a mime would.. just goin thru tha motions, maintning as I should and when everybody else fell.... alone I stood. More soild then ever but these thoughts will never let me pull it together... guess I'll be big dreamin forever." - Baby Shy

Feet Lit Up

One of my loves....

This Is The Reason

This is the reason that I cannot trust you fully. This is the cause of the distance that I place between us. The cause of my carefree attitude on love. This is the reason why I can't love you how you want me too. I'm sorry but as you can see my heart hurts.

Blood Couldn't Make Us Any Closer

I find comfort in knowing that I got him on my team. If I'm sad he makes me smile. When I cry he makes me feel that things will get better...after he yells at me for crying. My brother goes hard for me. I smile when I think of how he spoils me. He knows I'm a brat but he doesn't care. We could fight, argue, fuss, cuss or whatever. But at the end of the day we got each other. My hair could be a mess, I could have on 15 different colors and he'd still say "Stinky, you hella cute". That's why I love him. He doesn't judge me. He appreciates me for me. Robert D. Sykes is the Clyde to my Bonnie and nothing can change that. No one is coming between us. If needed I'd fight to the death for this relationship. We are not just friends. That's my brother for life.

I think I wanna be in love again.

I'm so sick of this bullshit. People always playin fuckin victim to the shit that I do. I got close to such & such now you mad. Bitch grow up. I'm not fuckin with you nomore so I became fake. Bitch get the fuck outta town. You mad I don't wanna kick it with you. My dude you got a girl. We don't need to hang out like that anyway. You mad I say I don't give a fuck about nothing then get mad when I show care and fuckin concern. Then you call me crazy. Better wash yo hands nigga. I tired of people and the bullshit. Leave Ursula alone. I don't need you & that fuckery. I got enough of my own problems. You aint finna make me feel bad about shit. Like I have said time and time again, I'm no angel but I have learned from a few of the mistakes I've made. I got more growing & learning to do but I'll be damned if any of you muthafuckas try to teach me a lesson that you aint even learned yet. Get the fuck outta here.

Can't Win

It's a problem if I say I don't care. And it's a problem if I do care. Can't win for losing. It's my own fault for trying to appease people.

The Epitome Of Crazy

"Got that Courtney Love for ya, that crazy shit...

Courtney Love has become the epitome of CRAZY.! Her subversive behavior and wild ways captivate my attention. Not to mention she's such a feminist.! Drugs & rock & roll were her life. She was married to freaking KURT COBAIN for crying out loud.! You may call her crazy but I love her for her rebellious spirit.

Beauty In Dance

I found this extremely gorgeous picture on @JudyUcheee tumblr page. I had to blog about the beauty that I saw when I laid eyes on this photo. First of all it's a black ballerina. That in itself is stunning. The grafitti on the wall implies that maybe she lives in the hood. Maybe in Harlem. (Ok, maybe not, but it's my blog & my vision. So HA.!) She's one of the few who understands both worlds. On one hand you have the urban life. She listens to Jay-Z, Fabolous, T.I. know all of the latest dance steps and fit in with the urban community. Then you have the artsy world. Probably attends a performing arts school in uptown New York. Understands that it's okay to be educated and cultured. You can tell from her defined physique that she is passionate in what she does. That is many years of practice. Her solemn expression implies that this is her escape from the burdens of life. She is beautiful. 

Who Could Love Me?

The answer is...Me. I'll love myself like no other...

Tumblr

http://www.imsimplyurs.tumblr.com/

Just Dance

DON'T THINK. JUST DANCE.

To Be Determined

"Are you crazy?" That's a question that I'm frequently asked by people whose sanity should be questioned itself. I giggle. Where are your credentials? Do you have some sort of degree that allows you to anazlye my mental state? How did you come about this certification to pass judgment upon me? Shame be the person who ask me am I crazy. I am probably more sane than you. You see I am very intelligent. I am capable of a lot of things that you are unaware of. Do not underestimate the mind of me. The next time that a person asks me am I crazy my answer will be "that is too be determined".

New Change

I decided to change the appearance of my blogspot due to a sudden urge. Was kind of bored with the old layout & color scheme.

Seven Deadly Sins

Vanity
Gluttony
Avarice
Sloth
Envy
Wrath
Lust

Jealous

jeal·ous   /ˈdʒɛləs/

[jel-uhs]


–adjective


1. feeling resentment against someone because of that person's rivalry, success, or advantages (often fol. by of ): He was jealous of his rich brother.
2. feeling resentment because of another's success, advantage, etc. (often fol. by of ): He was jealous of his brother's wealth.
3. characterized by or proceeding from suspicious fears or envious resentment: a jealous rage; jealous intrigues.
4. inclined to or troubled by suspicions or fears of rivalry, unfaithfulness, etc., as in love or aims: a jealous husband.
5. solicitous or vigilant in maintaining or guarding something: The American people are jealous of their freedom.
6. Bible . intolerant of unfaithfulness or rivalry: The Lord is a jealous god.

Stubborn

stub·born   /ˈstʌbərn/

[stuhb-ern]
–adjective


1. unreasonably obstinate; obstinately unmoving: a stubborn child.
2. fixed or set in purpose or opinion; resolute: a stubborn opponent of foreign aid.
3. obstinately maintained, as a course of action: a stubborn resistance.
4. difficult to manage or suppress: a stubborn horse; a stubborn pain.
5. hard, tough, or stiff, as stone or wood; difficult to shape or work.

Insecure

in·se·cure   /ˌɪnsɪˈkyʊər/
[in-si-kyoor]

–adjective


1. subject to fears, doubts, etc.; not self-confident or assured: an insecure person.
2. not confident or certain; uneasy; anxious: He was insecure about the examination.
3. not secure; exposed or liable to risk, loss, or danger: an insecure stock portfolio.
4. not firmly or reliably placed or fastened: an insecure ladder.

Lil' Miss Stubborn

I am stubborn. This is not a secret. I don't hide this. This is something that everyone that I've come into contact with knows. I refuse to change for anyone. I don't force a person to deal with it. You can live without me as I can without you. Don't complain about me being stubborn because no one is forced to deal with me at all.

If a person can speak so thoroughly about sports, about music, about hood politics, etc. wouldn't you be upset if they only gave such commentary as "that's tight." "that's deep" "you really like to write" about something that you feel passionate about? About something that is of you? That says to me that my words aren't as important as other subjects that get so vividly talked about. With that I say either don't read my stuff or just don't tell me that you've read my stuff. I'd appreciate it more if you were to tell me that you didn't like my shit and that i suck as a writer and that I need much work. People don't understand that though.

Trust

I find it crazy that I get deducted for not trusting people. I have many reasons not to trust people. I've been hurt, betrayed, embarrassed. To be mad about it would be absurd. Reality is that I let it happen. I let my guard down with people who I should have stayed on my toes with. I went against my beliefs. I've done my fair share of dirt. Been spiteful for things done to me. Didn't get mad, I got even. You hurt me and see if I don't return the favor. I don't care if you trust me or not. Who are you? Another disposable fixture that I can live without. People are so quick to get offended when you tell them you don't trust them. I think that's pretty selfish. Inconsiderate. What makes you think you should be trusted? Most common response to that is " I haven't given you a reason not to trust me." Ha.! Don't play yourself.

Dumb Ish

I think it's pretty fucking stupid when people get on social networking sites and post things that suggest something such as sex or pregnancy. Then when people ask questions such as "you pregnant?" or "You about to have a baby?" they play as if they don't know what people are talking about. You nitwit! Don't say things in a matter that would suggest the OBVIOUS.! My favorte is when they get mad because "people are all up in they business". Oh, go to Hell and never return.

Memorable Christmas

I remember this one Christmas so vividly. This had to be one one my most memorable Christmases. It was a bad time for my parents. My step dad & my mom weren't doing too good. He had gotten sick and hospital bills and medication took away from the holiday shopping. My mom came to me one day and told me that I may not be getting any gifts. As a kid you don't understand that. You don't comprehend "There won't be a Christmas this year". I cried that night. I was disappointed. All the other kids were going to get the things that they asked for while I sat in a condo teary eyed and heartbroken. Then one day I realized something. I got stuff all year long. Whatever I wanted I got. If I asked for it, I got it. I never had to ask twice. I went into my step dad's room and sat on the bed. Then I looked at him and said, "I don't need anything for Christmas. I mean of course I'd love a ton of gifts but...I understand." My daddy smile and said "That's my big girl," and gave me a kiss on the forehead.


When Christmas Eve came boy was I shocked. I had a decorated Christmas tree and there were gifts under it. My stocking was hung over the fire place. Candles lit everywhere & the Christmas music was playing on the stereo. I was in such awe when I seen it. I begged to open a gift and I was granted just one. I shook boxes. Gave odd-shaped packages a good feel. Until I got to this one box that made no noise when I shook it. Thought it was a gag gift or something. As I tore the pretty purple gift wrapping paper off, my dad smiled as he held his Brandy & Coke in his hand. He watched me happily. When I finally open it I had the most beautiful black & white stuffed tiger I had ever seen. It lay in the box so snug and cozy which was why it didn't make a sound. My daddy beamed with pleasure as I hugged his neck tightly and thanked him for the gift.That had to be the best Christmas I ever had. I will never forget it. If I am ever lucky enough to become a mother, I will do the same for my children the way my parents did for me.

Lord's Prayer

Our Father who are in Heaven, Hollowed be Thy name Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven Give us this day, our daily bread and forgive us for our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil For Thine is the Kingdom, the power and the glory for ever and ever Amen