What I have to say to an EX...

What we had was good. You practically gave me everything I could ever ask for. We would go shopping, go to lunch dates, dinner dates, late night Vauqero and QT dates, the California burrito was our shit. We would cuddle and watch movies. Stand outside through harsh weather for our matching pairs of retros. It was great. But as they all say "it wasn't you, it was me."But I mean that. It was me, I wanted to venture out, do my own thing and although that might be selfish I felt and still feel it is right. We're both young and we acted as if we were married and that's not what I wanted. When I started working, shit got really busy, and I couldn't handle it all. A job, going to high school and college, trying to get accepted to another college, and a boyfriend who was used to me being there all the time when I could no longer be there all the time. Shit got tough on me. So I had to let you go, I had to handle my own before I could think about a boyfriend, just the way my daddy brought me up.

Since then a lot shit has happened between you and I and I ain't mad at you. Just know, I ain't mad at you.

My day.

7:00a.m I hear my mom waking me up.In my head I was thinking "fuck, fuck, fuck, I was supposed to be up an hour ago....wtf is wrong with my alarm or me?" Any who, I got up...took me about 45 minutes to get dolled up for school, my first day back to my college classes by the way and I did look cute.

After waiting I got my schedule, went to one of my classes, it was aight.

Then I went to my world religions class. Dayumn, I walked in there to a tatted professor in some jeans, a button up flannel and some vans. I sat down and said to myself "I can get used to his fine ass." Haha, let's just say I'm looking forward to going back to that class tomorrow. That class was cool too though.

After school my girls and I went to mickey ds across the street, we ate, talked and dipped home.

Arriving home I seen  Jasiah, the cutest nephew I have, I said "Hi!" to him and he replied "Hi!" how cute, I know cuz he's in his "learning how to talk" stage.

Now I'm sitting here writing this shit not anticipating to go to work at 4 but fuck it I do lobby today, so my day shouldn't be that bad. 

Any who thats my day and although it may not be interesting, I'm going along with the blog challenge.

Confessions of a Video Vixen

This book reveals the rap game in a different light. Sex, drugs and the music industry is always good reading.

love me, before they all love me

The weekend is my shit, next to Drake. I love em. This joint is titled "Rolling Stone"

Now your thinkin’ bout it
girl your thinkin’ bout it
what we got here
how we f-ckin’ got here
they recognize
they just recognize
i’m in a life without a home so this recognitions not enough
i don’t care about nobody else
cause i’ve been on these streets way too long
baby i’ve been on this too long

it’s getting faded too long
got me on this rolling stone
so i take another hit
kill another serotonin
with a hand full of beans
and a chest full of weed
got me singing bout a bitch
while i’m blowing out my steam
yea i know i got my issues
why you think i f-ckin’ flow?
and i’ma keep on smoking ’til i can’t hit another note
oooo, but until then

i got you, ooooo
baby i got you, ooooo
until your used to my face
and my mystery fades
i got you
so baby love me
before they all love me
until you won’t love me
because they all left me
i’ll be different
i think i’ll be different
i hope i’m not different
and i hope you’ll still listen
but until then
baby i got you
i got you
girl i still got you
i got you


Their lyrics are love.

Messages From You

"I hate the shit you do, I hate the shit you do, but I still text you back and say "I miss you too..."


Its true, we always ignore the people that love us and pay attention to the ones that don't. We are apathetic of the ones that want to be on our mind and are ignored by the ones who we want to be on the minds of. I have come to a relization, not a new one, but that as humans, we always want what we can't have or who we cant have. We set our selfs into heartbreak disaster by sending messages we know won't get replies or atleast not the ones we want. We makes calls that won't get answers or even a call back and we compliment with out reciving any. At night we text them, "night" hoping you get a text that reads "Don't go to sleep yet, lets talk." instead you recieve an even shorter text like"GD" or for some even nothing at all. Finally, after being ignored over and over and over again you give up on them but not completely because you delete their number, but not their facebook. You look at their page more often than you would like, take a look at who they have been talking to and you even post statuses that you wish will catch their attention. But nope, nothing nada. Then you meet someone new, someone who texts you first, all morning and all night, someone who carries conversations for hours and someone who in lust with you. Then one day while you two are together, that person texts you, the one you wanted so badly, the text reads "I miss you" and although your conscience tells you not to reply, you hearts melts with the simplicity of their name on your screen. You forget about the other person right next to you who wants to be all you think about, who is in the same place you are to the other person at this very moment, they are hoping you glance at your screen and ignore the text. Instead you ignore them, you put them in hinge sight and text back "I miss you too."

After that one simple text, the walls you put up are shattered and you're back to where you started. Back to being that back up person when their shit hits the fan, and the other person is going to be your back up person when your shit hits the fan and its all a cycle.

What I feel strongly about....

getting an education and becoming a success no matter who you are, where you've been and where you come from.

24k Guns Snapback

Gold, red and green complement each other so well. I want to add this to my growing collection. 

$40 at Megarare.com

The Hamptons

One of my favorite looks that I created. Love Love Love.

Too Flashy

Polyvore is my haven when I'm bored, I create outfits and I will be posting them up. Here is my first outfit post.

The Weekend-Loft Music

"They see my brain melting and the only thing I tell em is I'm living for the present and the future don't exist."

Top Movies to Watch When Single and Wanting More

5 Ways to Win My Heart

1. Have a sense of style-There is nothing I love more than when a guy knows how to dress and how to stay clean. By knowing how to dress I mean a guy that has a casual laid back style, but a guy that will pull out his H&M style when were going out. I'm not asking for him to have all the name brands or a collection of retros but just someone that knows how to wear what he wears. By clean I mean a fresh cut, Cologne, lotion, all thats metrosexual shit. This might be materialistic of me but I always notice a guy first because of his appearance.

2. Make me laugh-I like to laugh like every other girl. And I'm the type that likes to give a good laugh to other people. So when I first meet a guy, if he makes me laugh because all the stupid random shit he says, or all the dirty jokes he throws out there, I'm automatically interested in him because I'm the same way.

3. Know your shit-I like my men book and street smart. A guy that has his academics on point is sexy. A guy that has his academics on point and that knows a way out if we ever get lost, thats even sexier. And if a guy knows his way with words, for example knows how to use them to make me smile then damn I just got wet.

4. Take me out- A guy that out of the blue calls or texts me "lets  go out tonight" and no not to a party but to dinner, the movies, or a simple date is a guy that knows what's up. If he is willing to take the time out of his day to ask me, then I am willing to take the time out of my day to join him.

5. Give me space- No doubt I like when a guy texts me first or calls me first. One thing I don't like  is a "bugaboo." My definition of a "bugaboo" is a guy who after you tell him you're busy, he keeps calling or texting or a guy that blows up my phone just because I didn't respond to one text. I am a busy girl, and I want a busy guy. Not a guy thats too busy, but so at the end of the day we can relax with each other.

The 30 Day Challenge

As usual, I woke up and started browsing through my favorite blogs. When I was on one of my favorite blogs, Raaachem.com, I came across the 30 Day Blog Challenge that she is taking part of and decided I should too. Starting today I will write about these topics from 1-30. Lets do this.

Bad Judgment Part 1

"Lets chill" I text him.

"I can't now, I'm busy. Tomorrow?" he replies.

At this point I'm feeling lonelier than ever so I settle for tomorrow night.

"alright." I text him back, a reply as short as he always texts me.

It's tomorrow night, I'm home alone, just got in from work and the last thing I wanna do is go out and get shit faced. It might be from watching too much sex and the city, but instead I wanna cuddle with someone while watching movies.

 

I get a text "you still down to chill?"

with no hesitation I reply "yeah, come pick me up in 30"

I throw my phone on my bed, undress as if my clothes is on fire and run in the shower.

Its past 30 minutes, I'm ready, I got all pretty for him. I text him "almost here?"

No reply.

an hour passes and I call but no answer.

its midnight and I text him "night"

the next morning I wake up to a text sent at 3:03 a.m "you still wanna chill?"

I laugh to myself, text back "tonight?" and wonder why I did.

Dreams Money Can Buy

"I want women to cry and pour their heart for me, and to tell me how much they hate it when they apart from me."

I need this in my life...

Married to the Mob, one of the sickest female brands just dropped this baby G watch. This is for all the bad bitches that need to have the time on check cause we stay busy. You can buy this online for $99 at mttmncy.com. Next check and its mine.

Next ones...or should I say 3's

Coming out June 4th.