The Great State

I'm in this funny place. Not funny like haha, funny like I don't know what else to call it. I'm searching for the words but I'm not doing so well. I find myself in a state of polarity; I want a hug but I don't want to be touched. I want someone to call me, … Continue reading The Great State

The Thievery Never Ends

One day I'm gonna come up with an original idea for a blog. Til then, I continue to steal...Grub-ology:* What is your salad dressing of choice? Ranch*What's your favorite fast food restaurant? Taco Bell* What is your favorite sit down restaurant? Lauriol Plaza* On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant? usually … Continue reading The Thievery Never Ends

The Magic City

I toss my hair back over my shoulders once more and paint my lips with gloss in the mirror."Aye shawty, keep throwing that head back all hard, see if you don’t snap your neck." I laugh off his comment, and I notice my giggle sounds high pitched and tight. I'm nervous.I am not sure exactly … Continue reading The Magic City

The Love List

Joy did it so I'm copying- Chunky sweaters- When people bite my style- DSGBs- When people contradict themselves like, "Bitch I'm a christian!!!" whaaat?!? Lol- My sidekick3- Everything TI has ever touched- Big trucks- Red- Sourdough chicken sandwhiches from Jack-in-the Box- Driving REALLY fast- Using my cleavage to get out of the tickets I get … Continue reading The Love List

Back in the Days When I Was Young I’m not a Kid Anymore, but Somedays I Sit and Wish I was a Kid Again…

Blatant stealing...How old were you?Then: 12Now: 22.Where did you work?Then: I was actually working a secretary in a law office during the summer back when I thought my initials meant I was study lawNow: sigh. nowhere. I'm a loser Howard graduate.Where did you live?Then: Atlanta. I think around that time I had just moved to … Continue reading Back in the Days When I Was Young I’m not a Kid Anymore, but Somedays I Sit and Wish I was a Kid Again…

Blood Legacy

It's raining pretty bad outside. Has been now for most of the time I've been in the Lone Star state. I'm sitting on the floor in the loft checking my email. My stepdad is pacing. Asking me questions I don't know the answers to, in the low, controlled, almost whisper I've come to know to … Continue reading Blood Legacy