That was thee saddest commercial I'd seen all day. Know what I hate? People that comment on that like well he shoulda got a job. I mean like, I understand that you've got to take a certain number of steps to get where you want to go, but when you trip and fall sometimes its nice to have someone to steady you. And if you fall down, and stay down, don't you want somebody to care? Gawsh people these days are so out for themselves. Thats the real problem with our society today. Not childhood obesity or terrorism or any of that. Just the fact that nobody cares about anybody else anymore.
Whatever. I actually honestly don't feel like blogging. I think I'm going to go sit up in my closet, my pitch black dark closet, and dream. With my eyes open. And out loud.
-A.
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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