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H on est ly ,

The night is always darkest just before the dawn.

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12.5.08

*sigh* So i just discovered I don't have school tomorrow, which is beautiful cause it'll give me time to get back on track. I'm slippin yall. Like I'm all off. My schedule is fucked. This school, work, church, havin a life thing is gettin a lil hectic. But I shall work it out. Have to. *Hums No Other Choice*

Ehh, flip the track to No Matter What && take a step into my head for a second.

This my family anthem real talk. My immediate family. The one's in my house. Fuck them niggas up the street. Nah forreal I'm through with them. Mom got two interviews tomorrow. Give her her props for that. She has been trying. My little brother won the math award for his whole school. My babies smarter than 5th graders. [he's in 1st]. His birthdays comin up && act like I'm not prepared to blow my wholleee check on the baby. 7's a big number. He's not a baby anymore. This weekend I'm goin to stay wit some friends uptown. After work. + I got a choir performance. I know that sounds like a whole lotta randomness but...

Them niggas took everything we had. They thought. They took our house, they took our car, they took our money. But they left somethin. Spirit. We been through too much to let some muhfuckas from Oregon keep us down. So if you're reading this: My mother will not stay jobless. My little brother will not be as ignorant as you. And I am not afraid anymore.

"I ain't dead, I ain't done, I ain't scared (of what?) I ain't run (from who?) Still I stand. No matter what people here I am. No matter what. Listen I ain't break. I ain't fold. They hate me more, yea I know. But here I go. No matter what people here I go. No Matter What"

=]
'qone.



Edit*

I redid Kris blog. Its purty go look.

Sam*: I Am Weasel!: word he right...we waiting for the end of the month OH NO?!

[I'm puttin OHNO?! at the end of EVERYTHINGGGGG NOW]



OHNO?!


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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