Sup! Nike check it out. So for the past few weeks Theresa and I have discovered magic. I won't tell you what it is... what it's made of... of where to find it. However, Jessica is the sole provider. I bet you wanna some! Andre wanna some. LaQuanda wanna some.

It will work out perfectly...you will see.

What do you say to somebody who loves you, but hates all the choices you are making? These choices seem to be the only way for me.

There are no more ways to express myself... for whatever reason something is missing in this process. Why can't you just understand me? Listen when I need you to? Stop blocking the inconveniences. What more do I need to do? Give up and simply allow myself to store all emotions in my long gone black fucking hole? It's all just temporary... ( Read more... )

All I want for Christmas are my AppleBees flowers... that is all ( Read more... )

I hate football...

I want to see a Dachshund race.

So after neglecting LiveJournal for months upon months, I finally have broken down and need to release stress. Unfortunately, the computer seems to be the only thing available right now. I was sitting at home tonight just thinking about a lot of things. One thing I have realized is that most people that you meet and create relationships really ( Read more... )

It has been quite a while since I have updated my journal. I suppose this is because I have stayed away from the website due to the subjects discussed. I would rather spend my extra time watching the news or reading books about topics of importance. However, today I am going to post a journal entry about what I just saw. To some, it is ( Read more... )

Dear Aliyah,

Our hearts ache knowing that you are oh-so far away from us.  Vaginas and T-Bags don't function very well without Tards.  In fact, we hold all pieces of Aliyah dear to our hearts, including "leave on the beach" flipflops.  Every drop of green beer I drink tonight will be in honor of the Tard.  Every penis that is chewed will ( Read more... )

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Today was, as predicted, an incredibly negative day. As always, coming to Birmingham requires putting up a shield that protects oneself from the highly repetitive criticism from the " upper-class mainstream society" relatives ( Read more... )