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H on est ly ,

The night is always darkest just before the dawn.

.sixty-two.
3.3.08



So i said I was gonna start writing again && sure nuff... i wrote a poem. Its shit but... Wanna read? =]

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When I kiss you
Its like some secret part of me
I didn't know existed
Opens up to let you in.
And all mistakes I made before
I tell myself I'll make again
I can't stop kissing you

When I talk to you
You manage to reveal to me
Some new form of perfection
And i cant find a reason to
Stop things from moving in this new direction
I don't want to not talk to you.

When i look at you
Each time its like you get more beautiful to me
Like your eyes get brighter
Or your smile more mesmerizing
Appearance, more hypnotizing
Don't make me stop looking at you

Because when I hold you
You fit
So no matter how we fight
I won't quit
This thing we've made is good and new
So i'll never let go of you
You can't make me stop holding you.

yuck, it was prettier when i wrote it. Madd ugly when I typed it though. Moving on....


Did you know, that if you google "my man said life ain't easy" the first thing you get is me? =D for some reason that made me really happy. No, i don't google miiself regularly, i was looking at mii blog counter && it was telling me that one of the sites that referred me was google, && that the keyword they'd used was "my man said life ain't easy" so I googled it cus I was like, thats madd random...&& there I was. how cool??!! -makes mii counter unclickable Aha!! Yu thought you was gone get like me. How cute? Lmao I'm mad i asked Kris if she used Sbc global && she freaked out like "I ain't lookin at nobody's shit no more!!!" lmaooooooo. Even if they told you the damn address everybody knows you'd still spy Zula Bell. Its okay. I would too. Its so damn fun. =D

Darian is sad. I don't like it when people I talk to are sad && i can't do anything about it. I mean I know people aren't always gonna be happy. I just don't like that helplessness I feel when I can't do anything. Thats me, always wanting to save the world. [keys]cus even when i'm a mess, I still put on a vest with an S on my chest, oh yes....[/keys]. you get the picture. Moving on.

Arvon vs. Mii White Boy


I'm so racist. Mii white boy's name is Justin. Ol cute ass. lmao. for a white boy anywayszz. There I go again. racist. Ion date white ppl. At least not seriously. But then I have to think do I not date white people cus I don't like white people or do I not date white people cus theirs never really been any around? Hmmmm....-thinks.

I was gonna do a pros && cons thing but uhm....i think i'll save that for another blog. I like em both. Just in entirely different ways. Arvon surprises the hell outta me. He's smart && funny && talented && fat as hell. lmao. Iono its just so much about him under the surface that I wasn't expecting. Its like a pleasant surprise. But for me to see that rare part of arvon happens bout once in a blue moon. The rest of the time he's slow as shit and I swear to god he DOES NOT know I exist. So yea there's that.

Then there's Justin. && the thing thats killing me about him is that he's white. Which is soo.......gay. For a white boy he's sexii as SHIT I just gotta say. && iono what it is about him. He's quiet, && stable, &&....he does what he's supposed to do. He's kinda like that one dorky kid that sits in the back and always does his homework but never raises his hand. YOu know the one that makes you go, "df is up with that kid?" just wanna get to know him more. cept for usually that kids kinda lanky and tall and weird lookin, && this nigga is SEXXII!! oops, did i say that again. I ain't mean to. Sorry. It slips sometimes. Whoo lawd I will fuck that boy up!!! Lmao. there it is again. slippin.


Anywayszzzz. I will be off. Cus another thing I discovered from mii blog counter is that ppl from myspace actually read the damn blog. Ain't that somethin new? Lmao.

Duecesz.
=]


Ashley

just another little black girl with dreams. I play my music too loud, and I don't listen. I'm only at peace when I'm in pain: when my wrist is sore from writing my emotions out like blood on the band-aid of a page, or when my throat is raw from singing my thoughts like tears into the air. I'm conflicted, and unrepentant, and I like the way this blogging shit makes me feel. This is the one and only place I'll never lie, honestly.

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