Beauty.

Beauty.


el.oh.vee.ee.

I’m sure everyone has heard the saying that ‘good things come to those who wait’…well as impatient as I am, I found it. No, scratch that. IT found ME. It = LOVE. My knight in shining armor. My king. My hero. My everything. He is amazing, the total package from intelligence, to looks, to personality, to being my equal sexually (extremely important). I heart him. He’s witty, and funny, always making me laugh. Always puts me first. Treats me exactly like I treat him; an equal.

“I just want to be the one for you baby.” - Him


Damn.


All the bad, spoiled, rotten apples I went through, and I finally found the perfect fruit. I can’t wait to be court-side at his games, cheering him to victory. And if his teams loses, I’ll console him. All night long. Even when I went back to exes, tried to make it work with fools, he was there. All along. I dig him like a shovel. I’m so in love, I don’t care how corny that was. Lol. My heart. My soul. My body. My mind. My strength. Everything is his. And he’s all MINE.

He came. He saw. He conquered. And will be forever. And ever.


em.eye.see…kay.ee.why.

em.eye.see…kay.ee.why.


Disrespectful.

Disrespectful.


SHARK WEEK.

Nothing else matters this week. Except True Blood, Entourage & Curb Your Enthusiasm (all tonight).

In other news…

Life has been good. Taking it one day at a time, smiling in the process. Still tickled by being thought about and spoken on by non mother fucking factors. Thrilled about having no snakes in my low cut grass or squares in my super tight circle. Happy my face is cute, waist is small and butt is round. Can’t complain if you wake up everyday, because anything is better than the alternative. STILL can’t access my twitter, but I refuse to make another account. I’ll get mine back, and be good for football season. Yeahhh boy! *Pops voice*

Until then, stalk away. 

Ciao.


You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before, and she may love again but if she loves you now, what else matters?

me

time

Is on my side. In the aspect of being over exes with horrible breath, sex games (8? bullshit) and/or communication skills. One day after the next, smiling more and more, while at the same time saying to myself ‘wtf was I thinking?’ lol. It still makes me giggle. Needless to say, I’m done and moving forward has been great. I smile constantly, and life is good. What else could I ask for? Time. To spend with he who matters. Yeah, that’s it…time. :)


Most people spend their time trying to find someone to sleep with, instead of finding someone worth waking up to.

yesenia

One cannot be betrayed if one has no people.

Keyser Soze

a reason…

They say everything happens for a reason. For the last few weeks, I’ve been having epiphany after epiphany. Some have been small and by choice, others were force fed to me with a big metal spoon. Some of the people you befriend online and never met, or even if you have met them, aren’t as loyal and friendly as they might portray. So I won’t beat a dead horse. No sleep lost, no shots returned after you slandered my name, no feelings involved whatsoever. Men and women. Friends, exes, even new ‘potential.’ *brushes shoulders off* I’ve been off that chasing, remember the last couple of posts? Yeah, THAT. Maybe some soul searching, internal reflection, alone time was needed. I see everything in a new light. The exes I kept talking to, no mas. The online popularity I thought was important, no mas. The small/petty things things/people I used to get upset over, you guessed it…no mas. So if everything happens for a reason, maybe that force feed wasn’t so bad after all.

Things that make you go hmm.