Your ACTIONS spoke LOUDER than ANY WORDS you can possibly say (well now that is),
You walk around the school like you are HOT,
But bitch lets be clear YOU ARE NOT!!!!
You try to compete,
But I dont see no competition,
You can't compete with me bitch it's simply IMPOSSIBLE,
You just a trifling dirty ass snake-ish hoe,
WHAT THAT FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU,
HA thats a shame *smh*
See there are a lot of diffence between you and I,
One I have a heart (You don't),
Two I am a TRUE FRIEND (Idk wtf you call yourself, but a friend is something you are not....but phony slut seems to fit you),
I could go on but the last thing I will say is...I HAVE A LOT GOING FOR ME, I HAVE BRAINS and BEAUTY.
I think it's funny how you always have my NAME in your mouth,
DANG my name must be TASTY,
Why you worrying about me,
You ain't my friend,
But dang must I be the topic of your convos all the time,
YOU NEED TO STOP TALKING ABOUT ME BITCH (AT LEAST YOU COULD ATTEMPT TO BE REAL AND SAY SHIT TO MY FACE),
Oh I know what it is?
You want to be me, you must look up to me or something.
It's cool,
you need a someone to look up to.
From- UNKNOWN
I CAME ACROSS THIS WHILE SEARCHING THE WEB...
4/09/2010
Silly HOE tricks are for you
4/04/2010
Graphically Reloading
So tomorrow I am going to go talk to my old graphic design professor and start learning some more things
Love Letter
Dear C,
I have known you for the past 7 years or so, and I love it. You keep me grounded (which isn't the EASIEST thing to do). I know I am STUBBORN and that can be difficult at times. But at the end of the day you are still there. What started out as JUST FRIENDS developed INTO MORE over the years. I am so happy that God has allowed us to meet. I can't imagine how life would have been without us meeting that day. We dont see each other as much as should, but we have a bond that is so strong. I am pretty sure I have expressed this before to you. Anywho, when I think of LOVE I think of you first (then $, then dancing, then food hahaha). I can say this without thinkin twice I LOVE YOU. I think it's impossible to love dude as much has I LOVE YOU. I am not saying that I can't love someone else I am just saying that...has a rare chance happening. I could write more but all these emotions and thoughts are hittin me all at once so I can't.

Easter Sunday
I have been up since 8 o'clock this morning lookin at blogs.
I swear I am addicted to blogging.
I am mad that i haven't found my COMPOSITION NOTEBOOK:(
I have bee thinkin about a lot today.
I thinkin about re-activating my facebook account, but i can't.
I cant wait to move into my NEW house.
I am noticing how much I dont care about textin that much.
I use to hate IL, but I realized I was holding myself back, so now I am going to stop begin stubborn and find something to do here.
I have been here for about 19 months.
I realized that the SUBURBS is not for me, but DOWNTOWN CHICAGO is:)
Self- Made Money
Okay, I am trying to figure out why errybody and their momma are doing something make some kind of money. Like doing nails, throwing parties, making beats, designing websites, takin photos, doing hair, making lil accessories, or whatever. I need to figure out what my thing is and start making money off of it. I am serious. I need to have more than one form of some kind of income. I am very creative and in due time I will think of something. I always have loved ARTS & CRAFTS. I am thinkin about something that is sort of kinda simple, something hand-made. I am not sure how much Im goin to sell it for though. I need to to some MAJOR brainstorming.






