12.24.05

First time you ever told me you loved me. Hadn’t even been talking a full two months, and that on top of the circumstances, I would have to say that was real deep. Especially with what was going on that day. But, none of that mattered. Not to us, anyway. We were soul-mates from the jump regardless.

sometimes I wonder if I’m getting complete honesty, yet I don’t want to assume. I don’t want to go back to friday night. I want to go back to 05, then move straight from there to 09.

I don’t care about my flaws or yours. i don’t care about what people think they know, nor do I care what they say. I just…don’t care.

I was told that I make it hard for the rest. Good. I hope I make it impossible, because I’m about to go for MINE.

Low daytime minutes won’t cut it, shits not comfortable, and no insurance as I’ve said before. You said you want to upgrade you’re plan, I’m waiting for you to call T-mobile. You can also upgrade online. Just let me know.

Can’t steal second base with your foot on first. Can we progress, please?
Either as this, or that. Lets just progress. I will not tolerate this shit in the new year.

The best plan is not to plan. The convo keeps replaying in my head, here’s our chance. You really want it, here it is.

No subliminal shit, no hiding shit, not holding back shit, no toning down shit for ANYBODY’S feelings. You asked what I suggest we do about us, I suggest we get out shit together, seriously.

I want all of you again, as long as you’re ready to give ME your all and not pieces to whoever for whatever, because you know I’m stingy as hells.

And fuck all of you who are playin me close just to keep tabs. If you wanna know what’s going on with me and anybody, nigga ASK. I’m not beat for the “keep your enemy/competition close” bullshit. I am in a new mind frame though, so please don’t underestimate me, because I am officially on my shit. So if that’s what you want…if you want what i want, you better want it more than me, and thats real talk.

yall know who yall are.

So you either gon make shit happen or watch shit happen or not know what happened. I will not be the latter two of the three.


7 bits of randomness. I was tagged by MV…

Okay, so…
Mo tagged me, and since I am at work in desperate need of a break from my 2nd 16hr shift in a row
I am gonna do it. My shift is barely half done >.<

1. Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Sem? eh...

1. this is a weird one, I can't eat big pieces of chicken, it weirds me out.
hot wings, wing dings, perhaps? mom doesn't like little pieces. go figure.

2. i'm a hopeless romantic who through all bullshit, believes LOVE conquers all.

3. i'm obsessed with my own behind. like, you didn't know.

4. i listen to music damn near 24 hours a day.

5. im in love with a stripperrrrrr asshole* yeah, he’s a confusing ass asshole.

6. i have taken spanish classes every year since 7th grade.
i can understand a bit, read it, make it sound fluent when i do…
CONJUGATE thee SHIT out of it, but i wouldnt know wtf i was talking about. :|

7. females irritate me, except for ones i know are real.
if i knew you were fraudulent, you wouldn’t get the time of day from me.
yeah, random trackback brawd, this means you.

back to work until midnight, snackcakes.

owww !

its 1:35 AM. I vowed to be in the bed at this time because I will have to be up at 6:30AM to start my 3rd consecutive 16hr shift. Go hard or go home, right?
Anyway, quick update…
I am gonna tag Shan. The others I will just randomly tag as I go. lol.
I have Thursday off, unless the offer me overtime. I have a very positive update I will post.
Anddd last but not least, some one told me a little amusing story today. Long story short, some people just wish someone paid as much attention to them as they think they do. They take the slightest little actions and blow them out of the water.
womp. lol. I say you don’t even sweat it because that would just humor her. See #7. Yeah, that’s her. lol.

-buenos noches, amigos.


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