04 9 / 2012
22 6 / 2012
We are beautiful powerful people; if first we understand each other.
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23 4 / 2012
27 3 / 2012
I actually like him quite a bit, but (isn’t there always a ‘but’) i’m not sure if he likes me…
- and the semester is almost over
- and i have major studying to be focusing on
- and it’s still freshman year…
- and i can’t explain why i like him…
But it’s time for me to go to class, no time to be thinking about _______.
25 3 / 2012
Thus she had lain
deserts her hair
golden her feet
mountains her breasts
two Niles her tears.
Thus she has lain
Black through the years.
Over the white seas
rime white and cold
took her young daughters
sold her strong sons
churched her with Jesus
bled her with guns.
Thus she has lain.
Now she is rising
remember her pain
remember the losses
her screams loud and vain
remember her riches
her history slain
now she is striding
although she has lain
21 2 / 2012
I’m completely tripping.
I should know by now that this is how little boys act. Can’t even say the word “sex” “penis” or “vagina”. Having sex with the lights off.
I’ve got a life to live.
It’s funny that people call me “too serious” when actually I’m not. It’s just that your ignorance level is way below my level so…
How do you compliment me and ridicule me in the matter of 30 minutes.
I’m going to try my best and not confuse these boys too much more than I already have.
India says it best: “Oh it’s easy to find some one to play with
And almost anyone will do to fill your idle time
But that very special someone,
you can share all your dreams with is so hard to find
And it use to be like me to settle for the physical
But these days it ain’t too easy to make up my mind
Cause apparently your body just to temporary to take up my precious time.”
21 2 / 2012
Why can’t I seem to have a friendship with a guy without him constantly throwing sex hints at me?
I thought sex was just a physical thing to guys? Because it is to me.
Why are you mad at me for not wanting to have sex with you again when I already had sex with you? It’s like unwrapping a present, re-wrapping it and then unwrapping it again-knowing exactly what the gift is no longer rears any excitement for it.
Is there something wrong with me for thinking this way?
And what’s with all this beating around the bush shit? Like I told you how it is and how it’s going to be, yet you’re still trying? What don’t you get?
I guess I just miss my best friend…