Contrary to popular belief:

I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.



6.30.2009

Everyday I'm Hustlin ' .

Now That I'm Employed :)
Money will no longer be an issue .
No more begging .
No more saving lunch money .
No more hearing peoples mouths about being selfish and ungrateful .
Because I will supply myself with the things I want .
Kanye said it best .
You can't tell me NOTHING .

" Your'e a Bum . "
" You're Lazy . "
" You're Broke . "

How could I be a bum If I have a Job ?
Bums don't have jobs .
Lazy ? I'm employed and I will be always . Lol .
Broke ?! Ahahahaha .
I guess this is a part of growing up .
I'm already sixteen .
In two years I'll be a highschool graduate
and a college girl if God says it's so .
Life is going in all directions for me at once .
And I'm enjoying it one day at a time .
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