Revised.

Open letter. Free freakin' expression.

No, no fancy words. No catchy phrases. Nothing cunning or witty. Try again next time.



The truth is- I haven't forgiven you,

and I'm not sure I ever will. I don't trust you, and I'm not sure if I ever will. You have betrayed me in the worst possible way, mayne. I just want you to be clear about where I stand. I will only feel better if I get it all off my chest, you know?

Well, first off- You're a backstabber in the worst way. A manipulator. Someone who NEVER could stand on their own two. Spiteful. FAKE. Mean-spirited. You blend in with the best of them. It always amazed me how you could pretend so well. Hmm.

I'm glad I don't have to see your face, because it makes me want to 'url.

You've sewn such bad karma for yourself. Everything you've said and done will in turn come back to bite you on that bum of yours.



That made me laugh.



All the (undercover, of course) things you've done to other people, will come back to you, darlin'. You will get back all the dirt you've done times ten, that's just the law of nature. It was never in your character to do (BAD) things in a blatant manner.

That doesn't mean that you haven't done them.




In the final analysis, I wish you all the best, but I must say-
You are one of the most horrible people I know.

Open Letter

Open letter to you.

I figured I get all of this stuff off of my chest, because the truth is- I haven't forgiven you, and I'm not sure I ever will. I don't trust you, and I'm not sure if I ever will. You have betrayed me in the worst possible ways, and to this very day, don't take responsibility for your part in confusion. I just want you to be clear about my feelings about you. I will only feel better if I get it all off my chest.

You are a backstabber in the worst way. A manipulator. A punk. Someone who NEVER could stand on their own two. Spiteful. FAKE. Mean-spirited. You blend in with the best of them. It always amazed me how you could pretend so well. Hmm.

You're a leech. You hop from one person to the next, talking about how much you love that person, when in all honesty- they're just there to pass the time away. does that sound familiar?

I'm glad I don't have to see your face. I'm glad you're no longer around me. You're the type of person who wants everyone to be mad with a person just because you are. You are so JEALOUS. You'll do anything to be the number one, including making another person look bad.

You've sewn such bad karma for yourself. Everything you've said and done to make me look bad, will in turn come back to haunt you. All the (undercover, of course) mean things you've done to other people, will come back to you. You will get back all the dirt you've done times ten. It was never in your character to do (BAD) things in a blatant manner. That doesn't mean that you haven't done them.

In the final analysis, I wish you all the best, but I must say- You are one of the most horrible people I know.

Badass Bitches Vol. 1

When I call someone a "badass bitch", I mean it in a form of admiartion.
So- what is a badass bitch, you ask? A Badass bitch does things her own way, on her own time, and her own terms. A Badass bitch definitely leads the pack. They're beautiful, intelligent, and sexy. What more you you ask for? :)

So, as an ode to badass bitches everywhere, I've decided to add a new segment to the blog- just to have some fresh, new content, you know?

First up: Sheryl Crow


"If It Makes You Happy", circa '93. One of my favorite songs.

Sheryl Suzanne Crow (born February 11, 1962) is an American singer-songwriter and musician. Her music blends rock, country and pop into one mainstream sound, and she has won nine Grammy Awards. Crow is also a left-wing political activist.

Beautiful, talented, and she's an activist?
Perfect.

Pressing Matters.

I hope you guys enjoyed the video below as much as I did. And I truly enjoyed it. Lol.

Now, on to more pressing matters like- my life:

This is the first time in a very long time that I've actually enjoyed going to school, although I didn't go on Thursday or Friday. I'm enjoying myself, but I'm just SO over it. My mind is already on college, and dating, and growing up.

I just feel like a shark in this small little pond full of immaturity and whatnot. I'm just ready to be surrounded by people who are on the same level as myself. and NO, that's not coming from an "I'm better than you" train of thought.

I'm just beyond this already. I'm ready for something different. I wish I could fast forward my life already.

I know that I should be living in the moment, and appreciate what I'm in now, but I'm in need of something MORE.

excuse me while I go figure out what that may be.

laugh with me for a sec.

The ass kicking of the century- including moves like "walking the dog", and- my personal favorite- the "one hitter quitter".

basically

Just because someone gives you daps, or speaks when they see you, doesn't mean that y'all are friends. I'm starting to learn that. Someone I thought that I was fairly cool with completely showed their ass. I've considered lashing out, but why bother? As I step into a new school year, I really have a desire to do things differently. No more play-play. No more foolery. And if I were to lash out, though I'd feel great in that moment, I would be backsliding into the negativity that I've fought so hard to get out of these past few months. Has it been easy? No. Hell to the muthafuckin' no- but I did it. Am I perfect? No. Do I still slip up every now and again? yes. But I'm trying my hardest to prevent one too many slip-ups.

I guess the moral of this post is- if you have folks in your life that are acting strange towards you, and your first instinct may be to act a damn fool- STOP- THINK ABOUT IT- try something else.

Leave them fools at Jesus' feet.

Chill.

I'm going to FORCE myself to make a blog, cause this shit don't make NO sense. Haven't blogged with meaning since June. 

It's the long (Labor Day) weekend, Sunday to be exact- and I'm at my Auntie's house in Long Island. I always knew that my fam rocked but, my fam rocks extra hard. they're bombtastic. I've been having so much fun.

I guess the trouble with blogging is- is you have to have something to report. I don't. It's been an awesome summer, I've enjoyed laying around, and I'll be heading back to school shortly. I'm kinda excited about it. I can feel the growth already!

Senior year is NO joke, and I have NO time to be fuckin' around. So, I'm going to chill hardbody these next few days, and then get myself into grind mode. 

I know I don't have maaaad followers or anything, but- I'm really sorry for slacking on this blog. I love writing, and it's something that I'm actually good at. I will NOT let this talent go to waste. One love.

:)

HAPPY LABOR DAY, Y'ALL!

DRINK, EAT, PARTY, AND BE MERRY.

WOOT WOOT!