It's not that i dont like living anymore. it's that i'm not sure what to hope for.
is it : LONG LIFE ? TO allow myself BELIEVE A MAN WHEN HE SAYS HE LOVES ME? OR
MY SCARS & INFERTILITY WONT REALLY MATTER if he loves me.
NONE OF THESE HAVE BEEN TRUE...
“People say I have a bad reputation. I think I’ve got the best reputation in the building. Because they want you to have a reputation of tucking your black nail polish into your pockets and sitting in the corner of class, and not figuring out your ideas out of fear of being ridiculed. Someone not liking your thoughts, being embarrassed, being talked about the next day, not being accepted, being an outsider. Being crazy. That’s another one of my favorite ones, to be called crazy.” - Kanye West (at San Francisco, California)
See you don't wanna fa, la, la No, no See you don't wanna fall in love with me See you don't wanna fall in love with me You don't fall in love with me, no, no, no, no, no
See you don't want to fall in love with me No, see, no, no, no, no Fall in love with me, please, no need Fall in love with me
I said, I wasn't gonna sweat it, oh, but I did How do you just forget something that's a part of you
And then one evening I was standing at the bus stop And I heard a voice behind me say, "Hi baby" Oh, I just fell apart inside because I hadn't heard that voice In such a long time
I got a bed she could fall on
But this is not a love song
This is i don’t give a fuck song
For some who does wrong
And she’s still sending texts
Talking all crazy on the message
Saying come get this
I am thinking to myself
“will i regret this?”
But it is so tempting
After a late night session
I found myself getting off her exit
Come on a .. the last time it supposed to be the last time
Why did God make her so damn fine
But no i don’t stay the night
Even though i know that’s what she’d like
Memories she had of us holdin’ tight
are long outta sight
ever since…
My heart is broke
But I have some glue Help me inhale
And mend it with you We'll float around
And hang out on clouds Then we'll come down
And have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me Nothing make a man feel better than a woman Queen with a crown that be down for whatever There are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothing You made a brother feel like he was something That's why I'm with you to this day boo no fronting Even when the skies were gray You would rub me on my back and say, baby it'll be okay Now that's real to a brother like me baby Never ever give my cootie away and keep it tight aight And I'mma walk these dogs so we can live In a fat-ass crib with thousands of kids
Word life, you don't need a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me and I'mma make sure we be Living in the effin lap of luxury I'm realizing that you didn't have to funk with me But you did, now I'm going all out kid And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
Like sweet morning dew I took one look at you And it was plain to see You were my destiny With you I'll spend my time I'll dedicate my life, I'll sacrifice for you Dedicate my life to you
I got a Love Jones for your body and your skin tone Five minutes alone, I'm already on the bone Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own No need to shop around you got the good stuff at home Even if I'm locked up North you in the world Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showing your stuff off, boo It be true me for you, that's how it is I be your knower, you be my Wiz I'm your Mister, you my Misses with hugs and kisses Valentine cards and birthday wishes, please We on another level of planning, of understanding The bond between man and woman, and child The highest elevation, cause we above All that romance crap, just show your love
I'm sick of police Cheeba cheeba y'all And you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the -- Tical Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical Mary J. raw, and Meth-Tical Like sweet morning dew Yeah yeah
I took one look at you Cootie in the chair, Tical And it was plain to see Cheeba cheeba y'all You were my destiny, baby Cheeba cheeba y'all Cheeba cheeba y'all, bring it on, yeah What's that shit that they be smoking No romance without finance for now Baby, please, ninety-five Ticallion Stallion, ha ha, ha ha
As a photographer, I have often thought about what it means to be the person standing behind the camera. The photographer has a lot of power over the person they are taking a picture of. The subject is trusting that the photographer will not only portray them accurately but also in a good light....
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