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Feeling/Not Feeling


Feeling

  • Stronger every day
  • Luther on the BBC with Idris Elba (that is my SHOW)
  • New shoes...always
  • You can always count on your Mama to help you out :)
  • my lashes. LOVE THEM!
  • The Weeknd. LOVE IT (thangs Ing for putting me on!)
  • Like I am actually understading WTF is going on 
  • Leopard print anything
  • Red anything (red is my fav color)
  • cold Patron Silver with LOTS of lime
  • Roller Skating to oldies
  • Men who actually wax their hairy backs.
  • the desire for my last first kiss..
  • The line where she says "When it comes to you I wouldn't change a thing
    I wouldn't even change the things I could change
    Cause baby your perfect, perfect to me
    Simply means that you are perfect for me" (PURE GENIUS!)
  • that I am somehow coming into my "femininity" again.
  • wasn't "Femininity" by Eric Benet a GREAT song???
  • at peace with the decisions I've made and NOT made.







Not Feeling

  • That I got this wack bum ankle and CANT wear the new shoes I got
  • That I cant run with said bum ankle
  • That I have no one to nurse me back to health...a male nurse specifically
  • Like I know how to talk to the opposite sex anymore
  • No one gets my joke and humor.
  • I cant read for 'leisure" anymore. So much school pressure!
  • How this season of Glee has started out
  • That Law and Order SVU is real dry
  • But they wont bring back Law and Order CI...that was my show
  • Although I pamper myself...a LOT..I sure would like someone to appreciate it.
  • Boobs are overrated (esp in the black community)
  • That sagging pants wont die.
  • Lipstick tattoos
  • Black men without facial hair. I dont trust you. You need more people.
  • Im tired of girls shaving one side of their head. We get it. You're a "risk taker" *yawn*
  • birth control. Im getting too old and lazy to take it. And esp right now it's pointless.
  • people have this odd perception of me as being "overly" concerned w/ the opposite sex. Trust me..it just makes for good writing.:)
  • that because of that...Imma have to censor myself. That's not good.
  • creepy married men who blog who I am sure beat off to my pictures and videos. (LOL)
  • how envy can get the best of nice people....and Im talking about me.
  • the idea that my last kiss was with an real asshole. *smh* 
  • and if I died tomorrow, knowing I kissed him last, is the worst thing ever. UGH!

Comments

  1. lmaoo @ Im tired of girls shaving one side of their head. We get it. You're a "risk taker" *yawn* RIGHT!

    lol @ that sagging pants wont die and black men without facial hair. Hahaha!

    Love leopard print!

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  2. Leopard is so everywhere and I own so much...a cardi..4 pairs of shoes...a shirt. So sosad. LMAO!

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  3. Agreed @ cold Patron (and 1800) for that matter. Not sure what is the deal with sagging pants anymore - maybe I'm too old to understand the younger culture.

    I wouldn't big boobs are overrated, but I don't walk around with them 24/7 so in that regards I feel you. Better than to have though I believe.

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  4. I LOVE Luther and I am so glad it's back as well.

    I have never been into leopard but several of my Aunties are lol

    NOT FEELING - Playboy Club being cancelled :-(

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  5. So you are trying to say Leopard is for old people? Uhm...it';s not.

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  6. I love love love The Weeknd. Put both his mixtapes in rotation when you have a nice young man over, and......yeah. Great mood music.

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