yes, that is a skirt I have on.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Razones por las que no lloran.
Fuck & that are in my vocabulary. I graduate in less than two months. The people in my life that are constant will remain that way. I have the best friends anyone could ever have. I know enough. This too shall pass. Raisons pour lesquelles nous ne pleure pas.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
FIVE things you wish you could say to FIVE different people right now:
- Why didn't you just listen?
- I don't even want to say anything to you.
- I'm sorry I can't give you the emotion you ask for. More or less, I refuse to.
- I don't know if I should believe anything that comes out of your mouth.
- You will regret everything.
TEN things about yourself:
- My favorite color is orange.
- I will not date you, or call you, or text you.
- I isolated myself a few months ago. No friends are the bestfriends (:
- I will graduate in less than two months and I wish I could go back two years.
- I am a thug, but we already knew that.
- My hair is curly because I tell it to curl, its not natural -_-
- I hate and love at the same time.
- I started blogging because I thought it would be super cliche to have a diary, but this has now become the biggest cliche.
- I can't live without a blackberry now.
- I need some sort of therapy but I honestly don't think anyone can help me.
SEVEN ways to win your heart:
- Laugh with me.
- Don't ask to buy me anything (just do it), I will most likely say I don't want anything.
- Surprise me.
- Constructively/ honestly criticize me.
- Don't ask me a lot of questions, just observe.
- Listen and remember.
- Don't act like you know me.
FOUR things you do before you fall asleep:
- Put my phone on the charger.
- Shower.
- Get a water bottle.
- Think myself to sleep.
THREE songs that you listen to often:
- Nothing Even Matters- Lauryn Hill
- The Thrill- Wiz Khalifa
- Single Ladies- Beyonce
TWO things you want to do before you die:
- Rob a bank.
- Live.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Why is Spongebob always so damn happy ? Making rainbows with his hands and stuff. Squeaky ass voice. How are there thaat many heads on this Earth to fill these 6ft weaves that are produced ? What if I choose to take another woman as a lover and partner when I feel I just as easily could have taken a man—does that mean I don’t ? No homo. Since I hate the human race, I'm insane ? I hate ignorance, but why when I hear this slurred, NOLA accent from a yellow boy do I melt ? Why do we metaphorically call people out of their name ? Why do I speak as though I'm the example for what is to bleeped out on prime time television ? I never have a lack of better words, I just curse all the time. Why do we feel it necessary to talk about bullshit to feel comfortable around each other ? I hate the way these niggas look at me and the way he doesn't. I wish I was six and my only issue were what dress I'm going to wear. Well shirt and shorts to wear. Where the fuck did these bitches learn to dress ? Matta fact, where the waitress at with my drink ? Why do bitches get on my Formspring and try to bang ? Dammit I'll cut a bitch. Matta fact why do they get on there and try to have conversations ? Ask me a fucking question. Imagine me being scared of bitches breathing the same air as me. How did Nicki Minaj get on a track, truly ? Why do we pinky promise ? I hate the people I actually call my friends, what makes you think I like your ass ? Why does everyone think they run LA ? Why are we shocked to know I don't want to say hello ? I hate you. You know what that means in Greek ? I HATE YOU. I'm trying to be happy but I think it's pretty obvious by now that it isn't my strongest forte. Whatever, I hate talking about little things; emotions and feelings. I can't even speak my mind, my cousin tryna sleep. Say my typing is keeping her up, imagine my face. Either way, this post is not nearly as long as I anticipated/ wanted/ hoped. Today was long and it is 12: 40 here in New Orleans. I'll tell you about it in another post I plan on.
-_-
Thursday, April 8, 2010
I deleted your number out of my phone but then I realized immediately afterward, what if I get hit by car or my heart stops working and I only have a couple alive breaths left and what if in that final moment of life you were the person I decided to call and I fumble for my phone to dial you but your number is gone and I haven’t memorized it.
So then, I put your number back into my phone just in case.
Ever since I did that the other day, I’ve been thinking how much it would ruin your life if you were the person I called right before I died. So now I just feel guilty.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
I want to be a writer, I want to play in a symphony, I want to be the voice you hear when you listen to audio books, I want to be a counselor, I want to change the world, I want to be happy, I want to work in a bookstore and be impossibly cool, I want to be a beach vagrant, I want to be a high school teacher, I want to be a student forever with more degrees than dollars…
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Just because I'm single and you have my number, I'm not tryna come see you. Just because I'm single doesn't mean you can call me baby. Just because I'm single it doesn't put you at liberty to approach me at the gym, I'm tryna get my reps in, ALONE. Just because I'm single doesn't mean I want to talk to you all night; I want to shake my ass, ALONE. Just because I'm single doesn't mean I'm giving you my number; someone else in this damn valley has it, get it from them. Just because I'm single doesn't mean lines like, "Where's your boyfriend?", will work. Just because I'm single doesn't mean I'm tryna kick it after. Just because I'm single doesn't mean I'm going to make time for you. Just because I'm single doesn't mean I need you to try and do things for me. Just because I'm single doesn't mean I want to know how you'll treat me right. Just because I'm single it doesn't mean I have/ use AIM. The fact that I'm single shouldn't mean anything to anyone but myself.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
It's 6:13 and I'm calling it a night. Had my dinner of Peach Iced Tea with Strawberries & sugar. Didn't finish them all, so I'll be up a little later for a snack. I'm attempting to recover from the longest/ most eventful weekend I've had in a while. It was actually really good. Also recovering from today's workout. Either way, this is a goodnight unless I wake up later with something nice to say.
Uh, ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please ? It has come to my attention that you raggedy bitches always got a motherfucking opinion about somebody. What somebody shoulda been doin', what they shoulda been wearin', what they shoulda been doin' with their motherfucking money. Why don't you get a motherfuckin' life, bitch ? You been raggedy since Lil' Kim first came out and ya ass is still raggedy. That's why you got time to worry about what other motherfuckers are doing. It's Queen Bee, bitch. Not pawn, not rook, not knight. QUEEN. You ain't no motherfucking royalty. Matta fact do me a favor and shut up bitch. I don't even like bitches talkin'. Wait, hold on. Let me say something to you. This is what you're doing, and this is what I need you to be doing. See watch, hold on..... See even I can do it. Even a pimp could do it, did you see how I shut up ? That's what the fuck you need to do. Is shut the fuck up bitch !
-Katt Williams
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