The Makings of A Fashion Junkie: 07/08/09

A heart that still Beats

Dear Someone
To someone that was my friend for a least 3 years. To someone that somehow we stopped talking, to someone that would know the same thing i was thinking when a girl would walk past wiff a unimaginitave outfit on. To someone that would talk allnite and laugh till the sun come up about nuffin. to someone that shared rooms wiff me over the summer. to someone that would walk up and down the street wiff me round trinidad jus to go to the store,and yes someone who would play on the phone wiff me 3 oclock in the morning then wake up at 7 to go to class,My frienn I still Call Tonika =]

I must Confess Im Still I love With My Ex [X]

I dont know what to say or how it go But My ex still runs threw my mind. It feels like he dont even like me 99% but the 0.1% continues for me to think that its still a chance,lls. I force myself to take the energy off of his name but when his name comes up all the memories evolves. hes like my rose in between the concrete ground or the storm in a 100 year drought. The name will never or shall come out my Mouth, but beautiful brownskinned dreadhead wiff the distinctive laugh is the continuence of my post. You will never get the letter i wrote you and the print of my lips on the letter from the red lipstick that indeed brought out some tears. The door is shut on this relationship war and farewll Gerrell, My ex that i jus now confessed

The Fact Of NEVER Knowing

YOU NEVER KNOW
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You never know when someone
might catch a dream from you.

Or something you say may open up the windows
of a mind that seeks light;

The way you live may not matter at all,
But you never know, it might.

And just in case it could be
that another's life, through you,

might possibly change for the better
with a better and brighter view,

it seems it might be worth a try
at pointing the way to the right;

Of course, it may not matter at all,
but then again, it might.
~~ Author Unknown ~~

Where Have Ive Been All My Life?

Props To Raqueal Reed,trya & Friends, Kesh,Elena, and Manuel Frm Teen Vogue , and the clown frm outback steakhouse =]

Art In My Eyes : Micole Was Here

Dying to Get to Europe

Sub-Saharan Africans are literally dying to get to Europe. The Moroccan police pulled one young man off a train as he was trying to escape. He fell under the train and lost both his legs. Where is he going to go? He says “I am a small man now please help me” Will he go back to his country to beg on the streets? What kind of life lies ahead for him?Off the coast of the tourist island of Fuerteventura in the Canaries every year people drown in the flimsy disposable boats which come across the 100km which separate the Canaries from the Western Sahara (controlled by Morocco.) Most of them arrive cold, wet and hungry. Some have hypothermia others are lost at sea. How can you tell a woman that her husband and young baby have just drowned when the boat smashed against the rocks? Didn't the people now in graves marked as “illegal immigrant number 26” have the right to a better life?

Spead Your Wings And Fly Away

I never though I seed The day that You Leff me. I remember Day One When I first got you at the age of 4 I shared my icecream wiff you in the car and you was my light of sunshine. I cried to you about my relationships and you would jus look at me and i knew point on that if i had you, whatever thing that would go wrong you would seek it out wiff me( Better than some fish!). I remember when i was little in school and we had to put the name of our bestfriend down on paper and I would Proudly put Deuce!. You was Jus like Me. Different!. Only dog wiff a purple tongue, and no other dog looked like you. i would be cursing everyone out when they talked about you saying negetive things because you wasnt the typical dog.You wasnt no regular dog you was my hommie, my roll dogg and you most definitly kept all my late night secrets,lls. I can careless how people reacted or what anyone thought of you because through thick and thin you was always there tapping across the kitchen table because your claws was always long.You even accepted another family member to our house hold when i brought Zeuce home . He had alot of more attention and liked to boss you around, but anywhow you was the only one that put a smile on my face and didnt have to say an

ything. You would always come meet me any time of the day when i got home at the door and now i dont what to say. the void that's in my heart and shows on my face when i see your red collar and leesh laying here and will never be used again, the way christmas will Comes around and i will have to erase your name off the list, and no one on the couch sleep when i come home . Boyyyyy! you dont know what you do to me and it kills me to know that you not in my world and will never bee again. 14 Years Strong!, you was like clifford the big red dog. I swear i would give anything to have you back and i pray that you remember me always. I know you did when me and my dad had you in the dog place the appt didnt allow dogs but i came to see you every week because you was my biscuit head!....I love you Deuce R.I.P my bisuit head doggie.