the expert.

everything happens for a reason. for us to learn lessons right? but what if the same shit happens over and over? does that mean you havent learned your lesson? but you coulda sworn you did, didnt you? apparently not. the second time it happens is to reinforce it i guess... like studying... gotta do it more than once for the information to actually stick- right? righthhhht. well i'm losing count of how long ive been trying to memorize the rules to this game... i just know that in the end, i'm gonna be an EXPERT at this subject.

*** this has not been edited, and will never be..because i don't want to. thats all.

control.

I could live a little better with the myths and the lies,
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried.
I could live a little in a wider line,
When the change is gone, when the urge is gone,
To lose control. When here we come.

Mayer for Mayor.

my top John Mayer faves
Who Did You Think I Was
Edge Of Desire
Gravity
Neon
No Such Thing
Say

and my fave : This Will All Make Perfect Sense Someday

the truth.

all this for a nigga that's just average, doing average nigga shit? like talking out the side of his mouth, and thinking with his dick..."

Selective.

"This will be my world...I told you so…"






I've only been back at school for a month. Feels like it's been a year. Kinda crazy the amount of drama that has happened in such a small amount of time. I really don't want the rest of the semester to be like this... It's ridiculously tiring. When you think about it, we have the power to turn things around and make them into what we want them to be. A lot of this has to do with selective preception. Selective perception is the personal filtering of what we see and hear so as to suit our own needs. In other words, we can choose what we want to spend our time thinking about and focusing our lives on.

I need to work on that, I'm sure it'll make things a lot easier.

untitled.

what if you had a vision.
a vision that told you where you needed to be
and that all your dreams would come true there.
you could be yourself and things would be great,
you'll be successful.
and finally free.

but what if the vision lied?
(now what?)

power.

say something (continuation)

ever want something so bad,
you tried your best, gave all you had?
but things happen for a reason,
and just like the seasons,
things change.
and when you've given all you've got,
threw your hardest punch when you fought,
for that one thing that just would never be,
you finally step back far enough to see:
sometimes silence says enough.

If I was a Rich Girl...

I would buy Armadillos by Alexander McQueen (R.I.P)

a thousand bucks, ten inch stilletoes.

  

Why I love:

Rihanna

how i feel right about now.

couldn't have said it better myself.

"I’m not confused by your jewelry or that make-up, your hair doesn’t fool me and neither does your clothes. I see past your surrounding friends and your so called dominance and power. The labels on your shirt only spell out insecure, I’m sorry my friend but you can not fool me." -http://flavors.me/christielover

cracked case.

Okay so just a thought...

I was just sitting around thinking and came to this.
What is so special about the normal guys that walk around campus like celebrities? Like I mean seriously, who are you? And don't say something dumb like "obviously i'm someone because then why are you writing about me...blahhhh blahhh blahhh." no. because you are not important, that's the point of this. Alright. So coming from New York City, I know the difference from lame niggas and real dudes. But a lot of girls out here don't and spend time making these lames big headed, so big headed to the point that they start to believe they are someone. Many of these lame dudes on campus most definately were nothing but shit shit back at home and coming to college gave them a chance to become a celebrity and create a persona completely different from who they really are. It's a waste of time. It's like putting lipstick on a pig nigga. Just know there are some girls out here who are on to you and can see past the charade.

***if you take any offense to this or become annoyed by this in any way and you are a guy, you may be that lame i am referring to.

***if you take any offense to this or become annoyed by this in any way and you are a girl, you may be that girl sucking off the lames, as mentioned in the statement above.

blondie.

be alone.

because if titles didn't mean anything, there wouldn't be such thing. 
and if you don't have one, there is none and therefore you are nothing.
and when you're nothing, you have no right to be mad.
but you will be mad when you find out how many girls he talks to.
and that you are, in fact, just another girl.
but you don't have to be just another girl.
you can choose to be alone.
because that person is out there waiting for you to be their everything.
but then again being alone was never fun, now was it?

Niggas.

not as complicated as they try to make themselves seem.
they do the same old shit until it gets predictable.
and say the same lines thinking we aren't catching on.
"sweetheart"... "beautiful"...  "cutie"
shut the fuck up with all that.
it's not making me feel any type of way.
especially not "special".
can you at least find a synonym?
stupid ass boys.
only deal with men around here.

"focus on niggas and you get less done"