So i went out last night with my cousin, On our way back home we were both listening to music and talking at the same time,as we were talking my cousin played this song which i havnt heard before but i knew it was 2face singing then i kept quiet to listen to the lyrics to the song.when the song was over i just had to ask her what the name of the song was and told her to play the song again. As i was listening to the song a tear dropped from my eye, why i dont know. the song really got to me cause thats how i was actually feeling at the moment.. enjoy the song
Sep 3, 2010
Jul 5, 2010
I Think Am Falling In Love
So many feelings, so many emotions
I don't know where to start.
So many things I want to say,
things that come from my heart.
I dont know what to do
Im falling faster each day over you
If i pretended and acted like i didnt care
Could it be possible that you wouldnt be there
I dont wanna lose you i love you too much
But these feelings get stronger whenever we touch
Im all confused about the way i feel
Maybe these feelings arent that real
Perhaps its a dream and all in my head
the person you are makes me want you instead
Theres only one thing i know thats really true
I cant help but thinking im falling in love with you....
I don't know where to start.
So many things I want to say,
things that come from my heart.
I dont know what to do
Im falling faster each day over you
If i pretended and acted like i didnt care
Could it be possible that you wouldnt be there
I dont wanna lose you i love you too much
But these feelings get stronger whenever we touch
Im all confused about the way i feel
Maybe these feelings arent that real
Perhaps its a dream and all in my head
the person you are makes me want you instead
Theres only one thing i know thats really true
I cant help but thinking im falling in love with you....
May 13, 2010
Distraction
Distractions:
1.So You Think You Can Dance
2.Attempting to study
3.Food
4.Music
5.People Talking
Currently, I am attempting to study, but I want to blog more, so I guess trying to study is distracting me from blogging. I have an exam on Friday, and I am by no means prepared. There will be 50 multiple choice questions along with a written portion--a "position paper" (I don't even know what that is)--all to be completed in two and a half hours. I believe I am doomed.
"A man would prefer to come home to an unmade bed and a happy woman than to a neatly made bed and an angry woman. "--Marlene Dietrich
DID YOU KNOW?
Murder is the only crime that does not statistically increase on the night of a full moon. All other crimes (i.e. theft, disorderly conduct, larceny, armed robbery, rape, as well as assault and battery) dramatically increase on nights with full moons..I hear also that werewolf activity increases too on full moons (: i know this is so random but #dontjudgeme #okbye
1.So You Think You Can Dance
2.Attempting to study
3.Food
4.Music
5.People Talking
Currently, I am attempting to study, but I want to blog more, so I guess trying to study is distracting me from blogging. I have an exam on Friday, and I am by no means prepared. There will be 50 multiple choice questions along with a written portion--a "position paper" (I don't even know what that is)--all to be completed in two and a half hours. I believe I am doomed.
"A man would prefer to come home to an unmade bed and a happy woman than to a neatly made bed and an angry woman. "--Marlene Dietrich
DID YOU KNOW?
Murder is the only crime that does not statistically increase on the night of a full moon. All other crimes (i.e. theft, disorderly conduct, larceny, armed robbery, rape, as well as assault and battery) dramatically increase on nights with full moons..I hear also that werewolf activity increases too on full moons (: i know this is so random but #dontjudgeme #okbye
Apr 22, 2010
Dedicated to DAGRIN {R.I.P} Gone So Soon
Life is a gift,
Given and taken at some
Unknown time.
Your time came too soon -
Your life was over in a flash.
The fun you shared,
The joy you brought,
All just a memory -
Behind us.
I know that you are happy now
And no longer in any pain.
Sun Re Olaitan"Da Grin"Olaonipekun U WOULD FOREVER BE REMEMBERED!
Apr 14, 2010
More!
I see myself holding you close to me,
Squeezing your body tight.
But for all I see as I daydream-
I know I'll get tenfold tonight.
Running my palms across your breast,
As you tremble and bite your lip.
Feeling your hands upon my chest,
The softness of each fingertip.
Tasting your neck so sweet, so soft,
And slowly lowering my kiss.
Over pert nipples, across your navel,
And finally into pure bliss.
Looking upon your face from below-
As you tilt back your head.
Feeling your fountains begin to flow-
As you ease back on the bed.
Your "innocent little devil" look-
Crying insatiably with the sensation.
Lip to lip lapping up every drip-
From the well of your creation.
The way you pull me up by the hair-
To the heat of your mouth, on fire.
No other thoughts, no other cares,
Just the quenching of mad desire.
Riding the tide of passion,
Pushing my love into you.
On the waves of your emotion-
In slow motion, so sweet and true.
Pulse pounding in resounding rapture,
Taken to the hilt, then just past.
Rhythm growing, faces glowing,
The climax coming fast.
That heated, illicit look-
Of ecstasy across your eyes.
The culmination nearing-
Within your undulating thighs.
Echoing throughout the heavens-
On overindulgent cries.
The sultry look upon your face-
In reaching that gyrating gush.
The way you bite my fingers-
When I try to make you hush.
Your arching back, your fingernails,
Your perfume mixed with sweat.
The way you keep rubbing against me-
With your insides already so wet.
The way when I'm beat dead and ready-
To fall face first to the floor,
You put your sweet lips to my ear-
And whisper, "I want more! "
Squeezing your body tight.
But for all I see as I daydream-
I know I'll get tenfold tonight.
Running my palms across your breast,
As you tremble and bite your lip.
Feeling your hands upon my chest,
The softness of each fingertip.
Tasting your neck so sweet, so soft,
And slowly lowering my kiss.
Over pert nipples, across your navel,
And finally into pure bliss.
Looking upon your face from below-
As you tilt back your head.
Feeling your fountains begin to flow-
As you ease back on the bed.
Your "innocent little devil" look-
Crying insatiably with the sensation.
Lip to lip lapping up every drip-
From the well of your creation.
The way you pull me up by the hair-
To the heat of your mouth, on fire.
No other thoughts, no other cares,
Just the quenching of mad desire.
Riding the tide of passion,
Pushing my love into you.
On the waves of your emotion-
In slow motion, so sweet and true.
Pulse pounding in resounding rapture,
Taken to the hilt, then just past.
Rhythm growing, faces glowing,
The climax coming fast.
That heated, illicit look-
Of ecstasy across your eyes.
The culmination nearing-
Within your undulating thighs.
Echoing throughout the heavens-
On overindulgent cries.
The sultry look upon your face-
In reaching that gyrating gush.
The way you bite my fingers-
When I try to make you hush.
Your arching back, your fingernails,
Your perfume mixed with sweat.
The way you keep rubbing against me-
With your insides already so wet.
The way when I'm beat dead and ready-
To fall face first to the floor,
You put your sweet lips to my ear-
And whisper, "I want more! "
WET
Languidly parting the moist curtain.
he slides into the smooth vessel.
the color of fire pink velvet.
his large hands securely wielding the creamy white handles,
firmly manipulating them until
just a trickle of foamy liquid flows forth.
She faces him, their eyes, reflecting pools of love,
lock on each other. embracing, both, with body and soul,
they melt together in the steamy atmosphere.
memories flood as her neck arches and wet kisses cover her throat.
teasing one another in the aquamarine Caribbean ocean.
causing rough ripples to fan out across the water of a swimming pool
as
they
played.
discovering new things as a soft summer rain, like the sound of a
tinkling
xylophone, soaked them.
Aromas of citrus, colognes and faintly, the sea
drift and swirl around them.
skin drenched, rivulets of salty sweat stream between them.
sauna heat builds as temperatures rise.
flesh moves with synchronized, frantic fluidity.
a torrential river violently rushes into a cascading waterfall.
drowning in a frenzied whirlpool, gasping for air, silent screams.
then the peace of a tranquil, crystal clear lake prevails
and the relaxation of a hot spraying shower returns,
as she lovingly shampoos his hair
he slides into the smooth vessel.
the color of fire pink velvet.
his large hands securely wielding the creamy white handles,
firmly manipulating them until
just a trickle of foamy liquid flows forth.
She faces him, their eyes, reflecting pools of love,
lock on each other. embracing, both, with body and soul,
they melt together in the steamy atmosphere.
memories flood as her neck arches and wet kisses cover her throat.
teasing one another in the aquamarine Caribbean ocean.
causing rough ripples to fan out across the water of a swimming pool
as
they
played.
discovering new things as a soft summer rain, like the sound of a
tinkling
xylophone, soaked them.
Aromas of citrus, colognes and faintly, the sea
drift and swirl around them.
skin drenched, rivulets of salty sweat stream between them.
sauna heat builds as temperatures rise.
flesh moves with synchronized, frantic fluidity.
a torrential river violently rushes into a cascading waterfall.
drowning in a frenzied whirlpool, gasping for air, silent screams.
then the peace of a tranquil, crystal clear lake prevails
and the relaxation of a hot spraying shower returns,
as she lovingly shampoos his hair
Some Real Ish...
I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it. I've learned not to blame a new love for things an old one did. I've learned that it's not what you have in your life, but whom you have in your life that counts. I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become. I've learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you. I've learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated. I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself. I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And, just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do. I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief. I’ve learned that you can keep going long after you can’t.
"Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold..."
"Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold..."
Apr 1, 2010
Yay its APRIL 1ST!!!!
So its been a min since i been on here, been busy for awhile i even forgot i had a blog.lol nywayz its 12am just wanna thank God for keeping me, ma family and friends alive to see dis new month and i pray that all our heart desires shall be granted by the special Grace of God...AMEN!!
Feb 24, 2010
Quotes Of The Day!!
“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.” ~Proverbs 3:5-6
Feb 20, 2010
Independence
Hello all, How una dey? keeping on well? School has started so I am always tired but I just hang in there.
Now to the main tori for today..Women what does being independent mean to you? I know many will say I have my own money to buy whatever I want, take care of myself and don't need a man to do it for me. Correct! BUT that is half of the work o! Some women out there are so needy I wonder how any man can deal with that. Some girls use that friendship thing to ride the hell out of you all in the name of friendship!
Being independent isn't only when you buy yourself things but when you do things on your own. Figure it out yourself and get it done! Don't sit around looking for who to fix your bulb for you or tell you when your oil change is due; keep an eye on it and take it to the people who do it and pay them to get it done. Some folks don't even know how to take care of a car they drive around but rather spend that money on shoes only to wake you up at 6am looking for a ride when the car refuses to start; something that could have been easily solved by getting that oil changed in a car when it due.
A man can tell from a mile when you don't even need him. You don't need to broadcast it for anyone that "Oh I have my own money" Dude already knows what time it is! He wants to know that if he leaves you at home with the children that you would be able to handle things. A man wants a woman who can take care of herself and I ain't talking about looking or smelling good!
I am a very independent woman but I will not say no when help is offered to me and I need it. Hell I won't even say no if you offer to buy me dinner infact I sometimes expect a man who says he's interested in me to take me out. I will take your gifts and give you the hug that comes along with it. Dash you ribs proper! I also won't find it funny if you're always saying " let's go home so I can cook for you"
Basically I'm saying independence is a thing of the mind and attitude. Yes you can afford your own "ferragamos" but cannot put the new bulb you just got? or always looking for who to do one thing or another for you? E no good. Abi I lie? Wetin una think? I really want to hear what the men think about this.
Now to the main tori for today..Women what does being independent mean to you? I know many will say I have my own money to buy whatever I want, take care of myself and don't need a man to do it for me. Correct! BUT that is half of the work o! Some women out there are so needy I wonder how any man can deal with that. Some girls use that friendship thing to ride the hell out of you all in the name of friendship!
Being independent isn't only when you buy yourself things but when you do things on your own. Figure it out yourself and get it done! Don't sit around looking for who to fix your bulb for you or tell you when your oil change is due; keep an eye on it and take it to the people who do it and pay them to get it done. Some folks don't even know how to take care of a car they drive around but rather spend that money on shoes only to wake you up at 6am looking for a ride when the car refuses to start; something that could have been easily solved by getting that oil changed in a car when it due.
A man can tell from a mile when you don't even need him. You don't need to broadcast it for anyone that "Oh I have my own money" Dude already knows what time it is! He wants to know that if he leaves you at home with the children that you would be able to handle things. A man wants a woman who can take care of herself and I ain't talking about looking or smelling good!
I am a very independent woman but I will not say no when help is offered to me and I need it. Hell I won't even say no if you offer to buy me dinner infact I sometimes expect a man who says he's interested in me to take me out. I will take your gifts and give you the hug that comes along with it. Dash you ribs proper! I also won't find it funny if you're always saying " let's go home so I can cook for you"
Basically I'm saying independence is a thing of the mind and attitude. Yes you can afford your own "ferragamos" but cannot put the new bulb you just got? or always looking for who to do one thing or another for you? E no good. Abi I lie? Wetin una think? I really want to hear what the men think about this.
Feb 16, 2010
Eat, Pray, Love
“And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” –Anais Nin
Do you feel like things are out of balance in your world? Do you feel like something is not quite right? Many of us have felt that same way. The deep down in your soul knowing that something’s got to give, something has to change. It is time for something new. Time to re-evaluate our lives — what’s important to us, what are the keepers, what do we leave behind, what needs to change? The answer is different for us all. When you feel that call, know that it is time for you to stop and listen to your inner voice. (I’m not talking about the inner voice of negative, get-you-in-trouble self talk). For some it may mean you need to find your inner voice and to go on a journey of rediscovery — of yourself. You may have spent years always putting others needs first, catering to others, working in an area you no longer find fulfilling — or perhaps you never did. Maybe it’s time to ask yourself, “What do I really, really, really want?”
Do you feel like things are out of balance in your world? Do you feel like something is not quite right? Many of us have felt that same way. The deep down in your soul knowing that something’s got to give, something has to change. It is time for something new. Time to re-evaluate our lives — what’s important to us, what are the keepers, what do we leave behind, what needs to change? The answer is different for us all. When you feel that call, know that it is time for you to stop and listen to your inner voice. (I’m not talking about the inner voice of negative, get-you-in-trouble self talk). For some it may mean you need to find your inner voice and to go on a journey of rediscovery — of yourself. You may have spent years always putting others needs first, catering to others, working in an area you no longer find fulfilling — or perhaps you never did. Maybe it’s time to ask yourself, “What do I really, really, really want?”
Story of Regret
There was this guy who believed very much in true love and decided to take his time to wait for his right girl to appear. He believed that there would definitely be someone special out there for him, but none came.
Every year at Christmas, his ex-girlfriend would return from Nigeria to look him up. He was aware that she still held some hope of re-kindling the past romance with him. He did not wish to mislead her in any way. So he would always get one of his girl friends to pose as his steady whenever she came back. That went on for several years and each year, the guy would get a different girl to pose as his romantic interest. So whenever the ex-girlfriend came to visit him, she would be led into believing that it was all over between her and the guy. The girl took all those rather well, often trying to casually tease him about his different girlfriends, or so, as it seemed! In fact, the girl often wept in secret whenever she saw him with another girl, but she was too proud to admit it. Still, every Christmas, she returned, hoping to re-kindle some form of romance. But each time, she returned to Nigeria feeling disappointed.
Finally she decided that she could not play that game any longer. Therefore, she confronted him and professed that after all those years, he was still the only man that she had ever loved. Although the guy knew of her feelings for him, he was still taken back and have never expected her to react that way. He always thought that she would slowly forget about him over time and come to terms that it was all over between them. Although he was touched by her undying love for him and wanted so much to accept her again, he remembered why he rejected her in the first place-she was not the one he wanted. So he hardened his heart and turned her down cruelly. Since then, three years have passed and the girl never return anymore. They never even wrote to each other. The guy went on with his life..... still searching for the one but somehow deep inside him, he missed the girl.
On the Christmas of 2007, he went to his friend's party alone. "Hey, how come all alone this year? Where are all your girlfriends? What happened to that Vancouver babe who joins you every Christmas?", asked one of his friend. He felt warm and comforted by his friend's queries about her, still he just surged on.
Then, he came upon one of his many girlfriends whom he once requested to pose as his steady. He wanted so much to ignore her ..... not that he was impolite, but because at that moment, he just didn't feel comfortable with those girlfriends anymore. It was almost like he was being judged by them. The girl saw him and shouted across the floor for him. Unable to avoid her, he went up to acknowledge her.
"Hi......how are you? Enjoying the party?" the girl asked.
"Sure.....yeah!", he replied.
She was slightly tipsy..... must be from the whiskey on her hand. She continued,
"Why...? Don't you need someone to pose as your girlfriend this year?" Then he answered, "No, there is no need for that anymore......"
Before he can continue, he was interrupted, "Oh yes! Must have found a girlfriend! You haven't been searching for one for the past years, right?" The man looked up, as if he has struck gold, his face beamed and looked directly at the drunken girl. He replied, "Yes......you are right! I haven't been looking for anyone for the past years."
With that, the man darted across the floor and out the door, leaving the lady in much bewilderment. He finally realized that he has already found his dream girl, and she was.....the Nigerian girl all along! The drunken lady has said something that awoken him. All along he has found his girl. That was why he did not bother to look further when he realized she was not coming back. It was not any specific girl he was seeking! It was perfection that he wanted, and yes.....perfection!!
Relationship is something both parties should work on. Realizing that he had let away someone so important in his life, he decided to call her immediately. His whole mind was flooded with fear. He was afraid that she might have found someone new or no longer had the same feelings anymore..... For once, he felt the fear of losing someone.
As it was Christmas eve, the line was quite hard to get through, especially an overseas call. He tried again and again, never giving up. Finally, he got through......precisely at 1200 midnight. He confessed his love for her and the girl was moved to tears. It seemed that she never got over him! Even after so long, she was still waiting for him, never giving up.
He was so excited to meet her and to begin his new chapter of their lives. He decided to fly to Nigeria to join her. It was the happiest time of their lives! But their happy time was short-lived. Two days before he was supposed to fly to Nigeria, he received a call from her father. She had a head-on car collision with a drunken driver. She passed away after 6 hours in a coma.
The guy was devastated, as it was a complete loss. Why did fate played such cruel games with him? He cursed the heaven for taking her away from him, denying even one last look at her! How cruel he cursed! How he damned the Gods...!! How he hated himself....for taking so long to realize his mistake!! That was in 2008.
The moral of this story is :
Treasure what you have...
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grief;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love...
Time is Eternity.
For all you out there with someone special in your heart, cherish that person, cherish every moment that you spend together that special someone, for in life, anything can happen anytime. You may painfully regret, only to realise that it is too late.
Every year at Christmas, his ex-girlfriend would return from Nigeria to look him up. He was aware that she still held some hope of re-kindling the past romance with him. He did not wish to mislead her in any way. So he would always get one of his girl friends to pose as his steady whenever she came back. That went on for several years and each year, the guy would get a different girl to pose as his romantic interest. So whenever the ex-girlfriend came to visit him, she would be led into believing that it was all over between her and the guy. The girl took all those rather well, often trying to casually tease him about his different girlfriends, or so, as it seemed! In fact, the girl often wept in secret whenever she saw him with another girl, but she was too proud to admit it. Still, every Christmas, she returned, hoping to re-kindle some form of romance. But each time, she returned to Nigeria feeling disappointed.
Finally she decided that she could not play that game any longer. Therefore, she confronted him and professed that after all those years, he was still the only man that she had ever loved. Although the guy knew of her feelings for him, he was still taken back and have never expected her to react that way. He always thought that she would slowly forget about him over time and come to terms that it was all over between them. Although he was touched by her undying love for him and wanted so much to accept her again, he remembered why he rejected her in the first place-she was not the one he wanted. So he hardened his heart and turned her down cruelly. Since then, three years have passed and the girl never return anymore. They never even wrote to each other. The guy went on with his life..... still searching for the one but somehow deep inside him, he missed the girl.
On the Christmas of 2007, he went to his friend's party alone. "Hey, how come all alone this year? Where are all your girlfriends? What happened to that Vancouver babe who joins you every Christmas?", asked one of his friend. He felt warm and comforted by his friend's queries about her, still he just surged on.
Then, he came upon one of his many girlfriends whom he once requested to pose as his steady. He wanted so much to ignore her ..... not that he was impolite, but because at that moment, he just didn't feel comfortable with those girlfriends anymore. It was almost like he was being judged by them. The girl saw him and shouted across the floor for him. Unable to avoid her, he went up to acknowledge her.
"Hi......how are you? Enjoying the party?" the girl asked.
"Sure.....yeah!", he replied.
She was slightly tipsy..... must be from the whiskey on her hand. She continued,
"Why...? Don't you need someone to pose as your girlfriend this year?" Then he answered, "No, there is no need for that anymore......"
Before he can continue, he was interrupted, "Oh yes! Must have found a girlfriend! You haven't been searching for one for the past years, right?" The man looked up, as if he has struck gold, his face beamed and looked directly at the drunken girl. He replied, "Yes......you are right! I haven't been looking for anyone for the past years."
With that, the man darted across the floor and out the door, leaving the lady in much bewilderment. He finally realized that he has already found his dream girl, and she was.....the Nigerian girl all along! The drunken lady has said something that awoken him. All along he has found his girl. That was why he did not bother to look further when he realized she was not coming back. It was not any specific girl he was seeking! It was perfection that he wanted, and yes.....perfection!!
Relationship is something both parties should work on. Realizing that he had let away someone so important in his life, he decided to call her immediately. His whole mind was flooded with fear. He was afraid that she might have found someone new or no longer had the same feelings anymore..... For once, he felt the fear of losing someone.
As it was Christmas eve, the line was quite hard to get through, especially an overseas call. He tried again and again, never giving up. Finally, he got through......precisely at 1200 midnight. He confessed his love for her and the girl was moved to tears. It seemed that she never got over him! Even after so long, she was still waiting for him, never giving up.
He was so excited to meet her and to begin his new chapter of their lives. He decided to fly to Nigeria to join her. It was the happiest time of their lives! But their happy time was short-lived. Two days before he was supposed to fly to Nigeria, he received a call from her father. She had a head-on car collision with a drunken driver. She passed away after 6 hours in a coma.
The guy was devastated, as it was a complete loss. Why did fate played such cruel games with him? He cursed the heaven for taking her away from him, denying even one last look at her! How cruel he cursed! How he damned the Gods...!! How he hated himself....for taking so long to realize his mistake!! That was in 2008.
The moral of this story is :
Treasure what you have...
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grief;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love...
Time is Eternity.
For all you out there with someone special in your heart, cherish that person, cherish every moment that you spend together that special someone, for in life, anything can happen anytime. You may painfully regret, only to realise that it is too late.
Feb 15, 2010
Why Do Men Cheat With Ugly Women?
Now, I am not one to judge on whether you or ugly or not. Personally, I don’t care what you look like because we are all God’s creatures, right? Yes, I said “creature”- many times, men cheat with just that “a creature”. Let me start over- if you have been boinking, sexting, sending dirty pictures of your roast beef sandwich, dirty e-mails to MY man (not yours), I feel as if I have the right to chew you up and spit you out (judge you). Of course, some women have no idea that a man is in a relationship but 9 times out of 10, the ugly knows the story and just wants her page in the book. Ahhh, a good portion of my life, I have been in relationships involving cheaters and I will not count (because I don’t have enough fingers) how many times I have been cheated on with the uglies.
One would think that if you were going to get cheated on, it would be an obvious ‘upgrade’ to first class, but not so much. Remember the first time you found out there was another woman. You started to imagine what she looked like; long black flowing hair, crystal blue eyes, olive skin tone, a figure to die for and boobs purky enough to bounce a quarter off of. It’s natural for immediate jealousy to set it. “Geez, I totally get why he wanted to be with her, she’s beautiful…f*cking slut”. Then, the day comes…it was one of those days where boredom took over your soul and forced you to start thumbing through facebook and…what? what’s that? O-M-G, for real? That’s HER? He cheated on me with HER? This is a joke. Are you meaning to tell me I have been duped over a hairy troll? I mean, look at her, she’s practically stepping on her own titties. It looks as if her nose is about to eat her face, “Nice to beak you, I mean meet you”. Can you say MOLE? Mole-e-mole-e-mole-e. Oh shit, is that a hair coming OUT of the mole. Double shit and triple mole. I’m puking now.
If her face looks this bad, me only imagines what her vagina hoo haa looks like. Oh, hello Mr. Roast Beef…mmm, I’m thinking Arby’s.Don’t worry, there’s enough roast for everyone!
Yeah so, talk about a blow to the ego. Being cheated on with an ugly snot whore tends to make you feel just as ugly. Not only does it make you feel like you also have the uglies, it’s damn near baffling and can leave you feeling dumbfounded, stupid. Not to bring up old news, but did you check out the girl Tiger Woods banged that worked at the Waffle House? Not that there is anything wrong with getting a waffle or two, I’m trying to make a valid point here: He went from a model to maker, waffle maker that is. It was a huge leap for mankind. What was my valid point? People are hungry beasts, looking for their next prey whether it be a timid waffle maker, or the chunky town whore. Actually, there was no valid point: I just felt like venting. Anywho, it’s time to get back to work: Why the hell do men cheat with ugly women? (If you are ugly, I apologize, I know you have feelings…but you are only as ugly as you feel)
Why Men Feel The Need To Stick Their Winky In An Ugly Woman’s Stinky
1. Needs A Fast Fix: Look, you know how long it takes to pursue a woman, well…a decent woman. She wants to dining, the wining until she’ll do you and the 69′n. Most men in relationships don’t have that kind of time. I mean, in between pleasing us, work, and flexing…there aren’t enough hours in the day. So, when they are on the hunt, they look for easy targets. “Mmm, 5′2, 125 lbs, hairy mole, saggy titties…perfect”. While the mole mistress is busy being caught up in the whirl wind of attention, thinking she’s special (you’re not) and thinking she’s hot (still not), he’s just trying to think of the easiest, quickest way to get his dick wet. “You’ll do”. “Oh look, a vagina with a pulse..works for me”. So, sometimes the uglies are the easiest and quickest to bone.
2. Is A Sex Addict: We work with them, we’re friends with them and some of us ‘are’ them. Some sex addicts have trouble splitting ‘ugly’ and ‘pretty’. All vagina’s are the same to them, just another hole to get lost in. They do not discriminate against any vagina, all vagina’s have feelings and all vagina’s need love. It’s the sex addict’s duty to distribute and spread the love and the herpes. So, most sex addicts don’t care what you look like, as long as you can lay on your back and spread’em, you’re a top candidate. Go Peni!
3. He’s Horny: I once dated this dude, oh he was a wild one, who would stay out all hours of the night while I was stuck at home with an 11:00 pm curfew. Yes people, it was years ago. I found out that in between my 11:00 pm curfew and 8:00 am (when curfew was lifted), he spent most of his time entertaining ‘pool hall’ skanks, game room sluts and nooky hooky hookers. Okay, not really hookers but some looked like it. So, when he got horny, whether I was there or not…he was going to bump nasties with the nasties. I remember the first time, a witness, pointed out one of the girls he cheated on me with. MOLE! Chubby MOLE! Wait, what? My mole will kick your moles ass, biotch. Not really, I think I whimpered, tucked my tail and went and cried under my bed. That was my first experience with the ‘uglies’, go easy on me.
4. He’s got low self-esteem: Wah Wah Wah, poor baby doesn’t feel good about himself so he’s got to sneak into the grand canyon to feel something special. Please, explain to me why banging an ugly makes you feel better about yourself? It’s not like you won a prize, it’s not like you took the road less traveled…everyone travels that road. Why don’t you grab your balls, throw them over your shoulder and suck it up. We all have low self esteem problems, it’s life and No, I will not RSVP for your little pity party. Go see a shrink. Go look in the mirror and tell yourself stupid shit that makes you feel better. Dating down is not the way to go when trying to raise one’s self esteem. Oh, so since you feel like a teeny weeny, you go find someone that is ugly than you are so you can feel superior, while they feel inferior. Smooth move, jackass.
5. Madonna/Whore Complex: Oh, I love this one. I have experienced this one first hand. Yes, I had front row tickets to this bitch. So, he gets caught ‘cheating’ with some nasty, homely skankaroo, mmmk- asking her for dirty, roast beef sandwich pictures. When he got caught and I asked him “Why the hell are you asking some tramp for dirty nudes but not your girlfriend?”. His reply. Please sit down for this one. “I just don’t see you like that”. Oh yeah, he said it. Some men see their girlfriends/wives as pure, the mother of their children, virgin like. They can’t imagine trying her up, pulling her hair and banging her up the butt with a strap on. In other words, they keep love and sex totally separate. He will make love seldom to his significant other and he will bang the dirty out of the passerby slut. No, it makes no sense…something about not being nurtured as a child from the mother. Needless to say, it’s some twisted doo doo bullshit that leaves you with a WTF feeling.
6. Chasing A High/Filling That Void: “Mmm, maybe if I sleep with as many women possible I can fill this huge void that’s in the cockpit of my soul”. Yeah, maybe…but probably, maybe NOT! Some people are just empty, looking for fulfillment and they try to fill it up with vagina. Yes, of course, 20 minutes of good sex can take your mind off of ‘the void’ but I’m pretty sure, after you’ve reached the big “O”…the void is still there and probably bigger than before. So, now look at ya, “You banged an ugly, widened the void and CHEATED on your girlfriend”. Way to go, pal. Some men like the initial rush of the chase, “Am I going to hit it” “Am I going to get in” “Ew boy, this is fun” “Yeehaw, yay for my dingaling”. The rush that comes with the courting (am I going to get booty) phase makes some men’s genitals tingle. Once that phase is gone and they settle down with a girlfriend, they are still looking for that rush. Some will will continue to chase until they have conquered, and once they’ve won the booty…they go on to the next ugly…while the girlfriend is sitting at home on the pot.
7. You’re A Bitch: Okay, I had to throw this in there because well, dammit, it holds a dingleberry of truth. If you are a bitch, if you are high maintenance, if you are a gold digger, if you bleed and drain your man dry emotionally and physically from bitching and whining, it’s no wonder he’s banging an ugly. Get your shit together, girl. Maybe he was getting tired of hearing you scream “Louis Vuitton” when you came, instead of HIS name. Who knows, maybe you’re a bitch and you suck in bed, or maybe you’re actually the ugly one and the ‘ugly’ is actually the ‘pretty’. Whoa, deepness. I’ve double checked myself. I am not a bitch. I am only a bitch when you cheat on me with other uglies. Capeche?
Yes, I know…I know…you don’t have to tell me. Booty is in the eye of the beer holder, err something like that. Maybe women, like me, have a distorted view of the ‘other’ woman. But, to be honest, I can appreciate some beauty and if I go out of my way to say, “Damn, she ugly”…you probably ugly. Yes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. What might seem ugly to you, might be hot shit to your man. The real question is, what is the ‘ugly’ giving your man that you aren’t? He’s obviously searching for something and who knows, sometimes it’s not even us…sometimes, they will never be fulfilled and no matter how much ugly vagina they get- they will never tap out. Remember, just because your ugly on the outside doesn’t really mean your ugly on the inside. Not so attractive people draw men in all the time because some were blessed with a good sense of humor, personality and probably the ability to give a mean blow job. Never forget that some men just love their white trash. No matter how kinky you make it, no matter how hard you try, no matter how dirty you ride…there will always be someone trashier than you, nastier than you, uglier than you and he ain’t got no problem banging ugly.
One would think that if you were going to get cheated on, it would be an obvious ‘upgrade’ to first class, but not so much. Remember the first time you found out there was another woman. You started to imagine what she looked like; long black flowing hair, crystal blue eyes, olive skin tone, a figure to die for and boobs purky enough to bounce a quarter off of. It’s natural for immediate jealousy to set it. “Geez, I totally get why he wanted to be with her, she’s beautiful…f*cking slut”. Then, the day comes…it was one of those days where boredom took over your soul and forced you to start thumbing through facebook and…what? what’s that? O-M-G, for real? That’s HER? He cheated on me with HER? This is a joke. Are you meaning to tell me I have been duped over a hairy troll? I mean, look at her, she’s practically stepping on her own titties. It looks as if her nose is about to eat her face, “Nice to beak you, I mean meet you”. Can you say MOLE? Mole-e-mole-e-mole-e. Oh shit, is that a hair coming OUT of the mole. Double shit and triple mole. I’m puking now.
If her face looks this bad, me only imagines what her vagina hoo haa looks like. Oh, hello Mr. Roast Beef…mmm, I’m thinking Arby’s.Don’t worry, there’s enough roast for everyone!
Yeah so, talk about a blow to the ego. Being cheated on with an ugly snot whore tends to make you feel just as ugly. Not only does it make you feel like you also have the uglies, it’s damn near baffling and can leave you feeling dumbfounded, stupid. Not to bring up old news, but did you check out the girl Tiger Woods banged that worked at the Waffle House? Not that there is anything wrong with getting a waffle or two, I’m trying to make a valid point here: He went from a model to maker, waffle maker that is. It was a huge leap for mankind. What was my valid point? People are hungry beasts, looking for their next prey whether it be a timid waffle maker, or the chunky town whore. Actually, there was no valid point: I just felt like venting. Anywho, it’s time to get back to work: Why the hell do men cheat with ugly women? (If you are ugly, I apologize, I know you have feelings…but you are only as ugly as you feel)
Why Men Feel The Need To Stick Their Winky In An Ugly Woman’s Stinky
1. Needs A Fast Fix: Look, you know how long it takes to pursue a woman, well…a decent woman. She wants to dining, the wining until she’ll do you and the 69′n. Most men in relationships don’t have that kind of time. I mean, in between pleasing us, work, and flexing…there aren’t enough hours in the day. So, when they are on the hunt, they look for easy targets. “Mmm, 5′2, 125 lbs, hairy mole, saggy titties…perfect”. While the mole mistress is busy being caught up in the whirl wind of attention, thinking she’s special (you’re not) and thinking she’s hot (still not), he’s just trying to think of the easiest, quickest way to get his dick wet. “You’ll do”. “Oh look, a vagina with a pulse..works for me”. So, sometimes the uglies are the easiest and quickest to bone.
2. Is A Sex Addict: We work with them, we’re friends with them and some of us ‘are’ them. Some sex addicts have trouble splitting ‘ugly’ and ‘pretty’. All vagina’s are the same to them, just another hole to get lost in. They do not discriminate against any vagina, all vagina’s have feelings and all vagina’s need love. It’s the sex addict’s duty to distribute and spread the love and the herpes. So, most sex addicts don’t care what you look like, as long as you can lay on your back and spread’em, you’re a top candidate. Go Peni!
3. He’s Horny: I once dated this dude, oh he was a wild one, who would stay out all hours of the night while I was stuck at home with an 11:00 pm curfew. Yes people, it was years ago. I found out that in between my 11:00 pm curfew and 8:00 am (when curfew was lifted), he spent most of his time entertaining ‘pool hall’ skanks, game room sluts and nooky hooky hookers. Okay, not really hookers but some looked like it. So, when he got horny, whether I was there or not…he was going to bump nasties with the nasties. I remember the first time, a witness, pointed out one of the girls he cheated on me with. MOLE! Chubby MOLE! Wait, what? My mole will kick your moles ass, biotch. Not really, I think I whimpered, tucked my tail and went and cried under my bed. That was my first experience with the ‘uglies’, go easy on me.
4. He’s got low self-esteem: Wah Wah Wah, poor baby doesn’t feel good about himself so he’s got to sneak into the grand canyon to feel something special. Please, explain to me why banging an ugly makes you feel better about yourself? It’s not like you won a prize, it’s not like you took the road less traveled…everyone travels that road. Why don’t you grab your balls, throw them over your shoulder and suck it up. We all have low self esteem problems, it’s life and No, I will not RSVP for your little pity party. Go see a shrink. Go look in the mirror and tell yourself stupid shit that makes you feel better. Dating down is not the way to go when trying to raise one’s self esteem. Oh, so since you feel like a teeny weeny, you go find someone that is ugly than you are so you can feel superior, while they feel inferior. Smooth move, jackass.
5. Madonna/Whore Complex: Oh, I love this one. I have experienced this one first hand. Yes, I had front row tickets to this bitch. So, he gets caught ‘cheating’ with some nasty, homely skankaroo, mmmk- asking her for dirty, roast beef sandwich pictures. When he got caught and I asked him “Why the hell are you asking some tramp for dirty nudes but not your girlfriend?”. His reply. Please sit down for this one. “I just don’t see you like that”. Oh yeah, he said it. Some men see their girlfriends/wives as pure, the mother of their children, virgin like. They can’t imagine trying her up, pulling her hair and banging her up the butt with a strap on. In other words, they keep love and sex totally separate. He will make love seldom to his significant other and he will bang the dirty out of the passerby slut. No, it makes no sense…something about not being nurtured as a child from the mother. Needless to say, it’s some twisted doo doo bullshit that leaves you with a WTF feeling.
6. Chasing A High/Filling That Void: “Mmm, maybe if I sleep with as many women possible I can fill this huge void that’s in the cockpit of my soul”. Yeah, maybe…but probably, maybe NOT! Some people are just empty, looking for fulfillment and they try to fill it up with vagina. Yes, of course, 20 minutes of good sex can take your mind off of ‘the void’ but I’m pretty sure, after you’ve reached the big “O”…the void is still there and probably bigger than before. So, now look at ya, “You banged an ugly, widened the void and CHEATED on your girlfriend”. Way to go, pal. Some men like the initial rush of the chase, “Am I going to hit it” “Am I going to get in” “Ew boy, this is fun” “Yeehaw, yay for my dingaling”. The rush that comes with the courting (am I going to get booty) phase makes some men’s genitals tingle. Once that phase is gone and they settle down with a girlfriend, they are still looking for that rush. Some will will continue to chase until they have conquered, and once they’ve won the booty…they go on to the next ugly…while the girlfriend is sitting at home on the pot.
7. You’re A Bitch: Okay, I had to throw this in there because well, dammit, it holds a dingleberry of truth. If you are a bitch, if you are high maintenance, if you are a gold digger, if you bleed and drain your man dry emotionally and physically from bitching and whining, it’s no wonder he’s banging an ugly. Get your shit together, girl. Maybe he was getting tired of hearing you scream “Louis Vuitton” when you came, instead of HIS name. Who knows, maybe you’re a bitch and you suck in bed, or maybe you’re actually the ugly one and the ‘ugly’ is actually the ‘pretty’. Whoa, deepness. I’ve double checked myself. I am not a bitch. I am only a bitch when you cheat on me with other uglies. Capeche?
Yes, I know…I know…you don’t have to tell me. Booty is in the eye of the beer holder, err something like that. Maybe women, like me, have a distorted view of the ‘other’ woman. But, to be honest, I can appreciate some beauty and if I go out of my way to say, “Damn, she ugly”…you probably ugly. Yes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. What might seem ugly to you, might be hot shit to your man. The real question is, what is the ‘ugly’ giving your man that you aren’t? He’s obviously searching for something and who knows, sometimes it’s not even us…sometimes, they will never be fulfilled and no matter how much ugly vagina they get- they will never tap out. Remember, just because your ugly on the outside doesn’t really mean your ugly on the inside. Not so attractive people draw men in all the time because some were blessed with a good sense of humor, personality and probably the ability to give a mean blow job. Never forget that some men just love their white trash. No matter how kinky you make it, no matter how hard you try, no matter how dirty you ride…there will always be someone trashier than you, nastier than you, uglier than you and he ain’t got no problem banging ugly.
Feb 14, 2010
PARTS OF ME .. ( Just Becos).... for people who think they kno me!!!
Just becos my besties are dudes does not make me a whore
Just becos I wear make up does not make me a clown
Just becos I got books on my arms, does not make me a nerd
Just becos I love my space does nt make me a loner
Just becos u see me smile all da tyme, does not mean I don't cry
Just becos I aim pleasure does not mean I don't feel pain
Just becos I don’t try new things does not make me a coward
Just becos I guard my emotions jealously, does not make me heartless
Just becos I say hi 2 ya does not make me a friend
Just becos I’m not into guys does not make me a lesbien
Just becos I say No to sex almost everytime does not make me a virgin
Just becos I am light skin, does not make me white
Just becos I don't care abt u, does nt mean I don't care about any other
Just becos I barely give a fuck, does not make me less human
Just becos I hold my heads up does not mean I got too much pride
Just becos I don’t look in ones eyes does not make me a liar
Just becos I got a pretty smile, does nt make me vulnerable
Just becos I got a cute face, does nt mean u shld get fooled cos I’m nt dt innocent
Just becos I swear a lot does not make me gangster
Just becos my lips ain't dark, does nt mean i don't smoke
Just becos I don’t say “I love you”, does not mean I ain’t gat emotions
Just becos I say “I miss u” does not mean you complete me
Just becos I say "Forever babe" does not mean I say "2gether 4ever"
Just becos I dnt yell, does not make me less angry
Just becos I laugh at everythin u say, does not mean I think u're funny
Just becos I styll talk 2 u does not mean I don't know who U really are
Just becos I act a fool does not mean I 4got my mission of wisdom
Just becos I say hi does not mean I’d never say goodbye
Just becos I dnt talk back at u; does not mean I respect u
Just becos I let u see who I am; does not make u special
Just becos I am brutally honest, does nt make me a bitch
Just becos i'm hated, does nt mean i'm nt respected
Just becos U have opinions abt me, does nt mean dat wld change who I am cos U dnt make or break me
Just becos I hug u does not mean we are inseperatable
Just becos I say U mean so much 2 me does not make U irreplaceable
Just becos my skin is flawless does not mean I’m beautiful
Just becos my name is Anita, does not make me special
All these are parts of me people are yet to understand
Just becos u got opinions does not give u da right 2 think U fukin know me....PEACE!
With Luv
Anita wink wink!
PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!!
Last night I said I was ok
I lied
I cried
I pulled the razor deep
I laughed as I watched
The blood start to seep
I took the pills
And hoped I wouldn’t wake from my sleep
How am I supposed to ask you
If it’s all ok
If I can’t talk to you
In the dark I’ll find my own way
For the mistakes I’ve made
I always will pay
These are cruel games
That good likes to play
How could I ever have thought
That I was enough for you
How could I have ever though
I could be good enough
I know your not
Like all the rest
I know your better
Than the best
I know I’m broken
I know I’m a mess
I know I’m worthless
I know I’m nothing
I’ve disappointed
So many people
I’m not what I should have been
To anyone
I’m not even good enough for them
How could I think I was good enough for you
I still love you
And I always will
But please tell me how you feel now
Tell me if you feel the same
Cause not talking to you
And not knowing is driving me insane
And I’m wondering
Can you tell I’m in pain
And I’m glad you can’t see the tears
That fall like rain
And you can’t hear the sobs
I try so hard to hide
I will always love you
Nothing can change that
But if you don’t love me
Tell me
Don’t leave me open
Don’t leave my bleeding
Don’t leave me wondering
Don’t leave me hoping
Don’t leave me hurting
PLEASE,DON’T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!!!
If you want to say good bye
Than say it
Cause right now I’m hurting
And I’d really rather die
So if that’s what this is
Than please just say goodbye
Please be the amassing person I know you are
Please just tell me
The truth
Do you love me?
Or is this goodbye
PLEASE,DON’T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!!!
My Perfect Little World...
In my perfect little world, people greet,
they kiss and hug each time they meet.
Friends hold hands, and calm your fears;
they stick around to wipe your tears.
But in the world today, we just don’t care,
and showing love is somewhat rare.
When times are fun all friends are near,
then things get tough and most disappear.
In my perfect little world, we give and share;
we make it a point, to show we care.
We live to love, and love to live,
and find it easy to forgive.
But in the world today we strive on greed,
and crave the things we rarely need.
We step on others to get our way,
and hurt with what we do or say.
In my perfect little world, children smile,
and parents go that extra mile.
No child is ever harmed or hurt,
abused or treated just like dirt.
But in the world today most people cry,
and only pray in case they die.
We’ve given in to all that’s bad,
and then complain that life is hard.
In my perfect little world were all the same
and life is not a spiteful game.
People are loyal, honest and just,
and value the gift of friendship and trust.
But in the world today it seems,
we’ve lost all hope or goals and dreams.
Malicious acts are seen as witty,
I think it’s sad and such a pity.
they kiss and hug each time they meet.
Friends hold hands, and calm your fears;
they stick around to wipe your tears.
But in the world today, we just don’t care,
and showing love is somewhat rare.
When times are fun all friends are near,
then things get tough and most disappear.
In my perfect little world, we give and share;
we make it a point, to show we care.
We live to love, and love to live,
and find it easy to forgive.
But in the world today we strive on greed,
and crave the things we rarely need.
We step on others to get our way,
and hurt with what we do or say.
In my perfect little world, children smile,
and parents go that extra mile.
No child is ever harmed or hurt,
abused or treated just like dirt.
But in the world today most people cry,
and only pray in case they die.
We’ve given in to all that’s bad,
and then complain that life is hard.
In my perfect little world were all the same
and life is not a spiteful game.
People are loyal, honest and just,
and value the gift of friendship and trust.
But in the world today it seems,
we’ve lost all hope or goals and dreams.
Malicious acts are seen as witty,
I think it’s sad and such a pity.
Last Night I Cried
Last night i cried
I cried for everything that hurts me
I cried for my own mistakes
I cried for others‘ mistreatment
I cried because i was hurt
Last night i cried for the pain and sorrow
I consume
For all the love I‘ve lost
For all the sadness inside me
I cry for letting life pass me by
For all the hurt i endure
For all the things i am to blind and naive to see
Last night i cried for the loved ones lost
For the shitty life i live
For all the friends that befriend me
I cry for all my heartbreak
I cry for myself
I cry while being intoxicated
I cry while being fucked up
I cry because i have to be in the wrong state of mind
Last night i cried while listening to music
While closing my eyes before bed
While text messaging a friend
Last night i cried for no reason but i always find one
I cry because i feel paralyzed
I cry because i feel handicapped by life
I cry because of fear
My fear makes me cry
I cry because i have lost everything i have gained
Mostly i cry because of my mistakes
I cry for my family
I cry for my parents sadness
I cry for others people‘s pain
I cry because because of my own unhappiness
Last night i cried to feel free
I cried myself to sleep
I cried because i could not sleep
I cried because i lack confidence
I cried because i have no will to live
Last night i cried for what others have done to me
I cry because maybe i am a drama queen
I cry because that‘s all i can do
I cry because I‘m alone
Now...today,I cry for last nights sorrow
I cry for empathy
I cry for hope
I cry for guidance
I mostly cry for love
Even more so...
I cry because i am torn, I am broken
I don‘t know when i will stop crying...
Question With No Answer
How do you save a life
That’s already lost?
How do you help a friend
That wants to die, at any cost?
How do you heal a heart
That’s already broken?
How do you stop the words
That were already spoken?
How can you help everyone
When you’re just one guy?
How do you let go
When you've got no wings, to fly?
Everything Happens For A Reason
Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there............to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure our who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be but you lock your eyes with them, and know that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.
And sometimes things happen to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would never realize your potential, strength, will power or heart.
Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test limits of your soul.
Without these small tests, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet affect your life. The successes and downfalls you experience can create whom you are, and the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.
If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but also because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes to little things. Make every day count. Appreciate everything that you possibly can, for you may never experience it again.
Talk to people whom you have never talked to before and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to.
Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself no one else will believe in you.
Create your own life and then, go out and live it.
And sometimes things happen to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would never realize your potential, strength, will power or heart.
Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test limits of your soul.
Without these small tests, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet affect your life. The successes and downfalls you experience can create whom you are, and the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.
If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but also because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes to little things. Make every day count. Appreciate everything that you possibly can, for you may never experience it again.
Talk to people whom you have never talked to before and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to.
Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself no one else will believe in you.
Create your own life and then, go out and live it.
Wat love means to me
MANY OF US DON'T TRULY KNOW WHAT LOVE IS. OR APPRECIATE THE TRUE MEANING. MAYBE BOTH IN MANY SITUATIONS. "I LOVE YOU" GETS TOSSED AROUND ALL THE TIME ON A DAILY BASIS FROM PEOPLE WHO DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS. I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT WHEN YOU REALLY LIKE SOMEONE, AND YOU THINK YOU LOVE THEM, THINGS DON'T WORK OUT AND THEN YOU FORGET EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM LIKE THEY NEVER EXISTED. THAT'S NOT LOVE, NOT EVEN CLOSE TO IT.
I MEAN TRUE LOVE. THE LOVE THAT YOU HAVE FOR A PERSON THAT'S SO STRONG IT TEARS YOU UPSIDE WHEN YOU SEE THE OTHER PERSON UNHAPPY. THAT NO MATTER WHAT THE CIRCUMSTANCE ARE YOU PUT THEIR FEELINGS BEFORE YOURS. THAT YOU ALWAYS WANT TO WORK THINGS OUT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T IMAGINE HOW IT WOULD BE IF YOU DIDN'T. YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING NOT TO LET THAT PERSON GO. YOU CAN'T IMAGINE THEM WITH ANYONE ELSE BECAUSE YOU KNOW THEY'RE THE ONE FOR YOU. YOU PROVE IN ACTIONS- NOT WORDS HOW MUCH THEIR LOVE MEANS TO YOU. WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE THAT PERSON IS CONSTANTLY ON YOUR MIND- FROM MORNING, ALL THROUGHOUT THE DAY, AND AT NIGHT. YOU WANT TO DO "THE LITTLE THINGS" BECAUSE THEY MEAN THE MOST. YOU WANT TO APPRECIATE THE THINGS THEY DO FOR YOU, AND YOU DO. YOU DO THINGS FOR THEM "JUST BECAUSE".
YOU NEED TO HEAR THEIR VOICE BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP. WHEN YOU SEE THEM, YOUR HEARTS COMPLETE. IT'S THE ABILITY TO BE YOURSELF AND LET YOUR GUARDS DOWN. TRUE LOVE IS GIVING A PERSON THE ABILITY TO DESTROY YOU BUT TRUSTING THEM NOT TO.
LET'S FACE REALITY THOUGH; LOVE ISN'T ALWAYS GOING TO BE FULL OF BLISS, AND PASSION. THERE ARE GOING TO BE FIGHTS, IF THERE WASN'T ANY KIND OF FIGHTING IT'S NOT A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP. THERE WILL BE SOME JEALOUSY. THERE WILL BE "THAT EX" THAT YOU KNOW THEY LOVED, OR A CRAZY EX THAT WANTS TO RUIN EVERYTHING. THERE WILL BE TEARS. THERE WILL BE WORDS THAT SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN EXCHANGED, BUT WERE OUT OF ANGER. THERE WILL BE PAIN. IF IT WEREN'T LOVE, IT WOULDN'T HURT. LOVE DOES HURT SOMETIMES, BUT TRUE LOVE OVERCOMES THAT.
WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY IS THAT NO ONE'S PERFECT. AND I KNOW I SAY THAT ALL THE TIME TO EVERY ONE BUT IT'S TRUE. SOMETIMES PEOPLE LOOK AND STRIVE SO MUCH FOR PERFECTION THAT THEY'RE NEVER GOING TO FIND SOMEONE FOR THEM. IT DOESN'T EXIST. EVERYONE HAS MADE MISTAKES. WE ALL HAVE LIED. WE ALL HAVE DONE THINGS IN THE PAST. IN ORDER TO BUILD LASTING RELATIONSHIPS WITH PEOPLE WE NEED TO ALL REALIZE THAT EVEN THOUGH IT IS THE PAST, IT WILL PLAY A PART IN FUTURE RELATIONSHIPS. IT'S HARD TO TRUST SOMEONE AFTER YOU'VE BEEN HURT ALL YOUR LIFE. WE LET THESE THINGS PUSH AWAY PEOPLE WE CARE ABOUT. WHY DON'T WE JUST HOLD ON WHEN WE FIND THAT ONE EXCEPTION?
YOU CAN NEVER TAKE LOVE FOR GRANTED & WHAT'S MEANT TO BE...WILL BE...ALWAYS!
Wondering Who i am???
Well ma name is Anita Ayodeji a.k.a Omopretty.I was born in Washington DC (kapitol babe)but i still Rep 4 Nigerians everywhere 4 lyf!!!. Spent most of my life in the U.K and Nigeria, got the best of both worlds. My folks and siblings currently reside in England. I go there most of the breaks...pretty much love it there.
Im a real outgoing person, I focus more under pressure. I love hanging out with friends. I'm in college, I came here to learn how to make the right decisions in life, I also came here to also have fun, so when I hear someone said, or she said, that he said, and I heard that you this and that dont faze me cuz IMMA DO ME AND IM GLAD U ARE CONCERNED WITH MY LIFE SINCE THERE'S NOTHING WORTH TALKIN BOUT IN UR LIFE! SO GET THE FUCK OUT MY TOILET.
I think theres nothing wrong with being open to people you trust, it just makes them know they are true friends and you can rely on them. But be careful on ppl u share ur personal info to cuz your best friend today doesnt mean they gonna be your friend tommorrow. So that said I've learned there are somethings u just have to keep to your DAMN self and guess what?NOBODY WILL FIND OUT!
In life I’ve learned that you can’t make someone like you just cuz’ u like them or tell them you like em’. All you can do is be someone who can be loved, and the rest is up to them. I’ve learned that no matter how much you care, some people just don't care back. I’ve learned that before one jumps into a relationship, the first thing to build b4 getting into the relationship is TRUST, and believe me when I say trust doesn’t take days or weeks or months, it takes a lifetime, but what seems to amaze me is that no matter how long u build that trust, it takes seconds to destroy it. There's one sad truth in life I've found that the only folks we really wound are those we love the best. But it’s crazy how we flatter those we barely even know. I guess Tupac said it best: “Well that’s just the way it is”.
There isn't alot thatz personal to me anymore as I take a stepping stone to share my thoughts, my mind and what my heart feels and my head thinks with my words to as many people as I can.....
(But feel free to ask anything, I might have left somethings out) :)
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