Wednesday, June 29, 2011

I can't do this anymore...

I love you but you have no time for me.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Sunday, June 19, 2011

I really want to be his wife: let's just do it.

Why are we waiting: Oh yeah, we're young: I guess time tells.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

I think I am in love:

Please let "us" work out, God.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Something Sweet:

When you're weak
I'll make you strong
Here is where you belong
I ain't perfect
But I promise
I won't do you wrong
Keep you away from harm
My love is protected
I'll wrap you in my arms
So you'll never feel neglected
I'll just make you aware
That what we have is rare
In the moment of despair
I'm the courage when you're scared
Loyal, down for you, soon as I saw you
Wanted to be there cause
I could hold it down for you...

- P. Diddy & R. Kelly - Satfisy You

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Somthing Sweet:

Girl: Tell the world You Love me
Boy: Whispers "I Love You"
Girl: Why did you whisper it to me?
Boy: Cause "You are My World!"

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Patience:

Something I really need to have more of...

Monday, June 13, 2011

How to rate a woman:

If a woman has faith you give her a (1)
If she has good looks you add a (0) which equals (10)
If she is smart you add another (0) which equals (100)
For every other trait you add a (0) which equals (1000)
or (100,000) or (1000,0000) or more..
But if you take away faith,
all you are left with is a bunch of zero's.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Autobiography in Five Chapters:

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost . . . I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it is there.
I still fall in . . . it’s a habit
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.

I walk down another street.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Thank-You for making me a Strong Woman...

I'm needy. I need things. I usually need things that I don't really need like the perfect man, the perfect relationship and the perfect type of relationship. It really took me 22 years to realize that not all things in life are perfect. That your allowed to miss someone knowing you might not ever have them. Missing someone you know you might not ever have takes strength. It really makes you wonder, when will my dreams come true, since my dreams involve you.

I really love you. You taught me how to be strong. You taught me to take hold of my emotions and not cry over everything. You taught me to have strength. You taught me to accept that things might not always go the way I want them to and for that I have to thank you. Whether you love me truly or not, I want you to know, I'll always love you. Whether we end up together or not, I want you to know, I'll always respect you. Aside from your ferocious anger issues and your strict temperament, your a great person and you deserve to be loved by a great woman. My only wish right now is that I could be that woman. You're my modern day, number one, Mr. King.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

I miss blogging so I revived this blogspot...

I removed all the posts on Islam. I don't want to force people into my religion. I believe we will all find the right path when we are ready, on another note: I miss having a one blog where I let it all out. Yesterday I decided this is going to be the place where is happens...

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Monday, June 6, 2011

The Beautiful Soul:

You know if you get rid of something & it comes back, it was meant to be... "I am not proud of myself, I am proud of you. Proud that you taught me that I am nothing. Proud that you showed me that, I came from the dirt, la bella soil, and to the ground, la bella soil, I will return. I am proud to prostrate myself before you and submit fully to your will. I ask that you grant mercy to those who are righteous and to those who are among the righteous that are worthy. Thank you for teaching me to hold my tongue. Thank you for teaching me to respect my body, my soul, my family and all people, alike."