"EVERY ARTIST DIPS HIS BRUSH IN HIS OWN SOUL, AND PAINTS HIS OWN NATURE INTO HIS PICTURES." -Henry Ward Beecher
Saturday, May 18, 2013
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C, D, and S, Thank You!
Monday, May 6, 2013
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Friday, May 3, 2013
120
Normally I don't quote fictional television characters, unless it's Elmo or Big Bird, but this shit here is spot on.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
119
Conditioning myself for better.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
118
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What little respect I have left for you, I lose whenever you open your mouth and a lie falls out.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Friday, April 19, 2013
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| — | Dr Bruce H Lipton |
Thursday, April 18, 2013
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Saturday, April 13, 2013
This shit is getting out of control.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Cut myself opened and gave you the insides. Pulled myself apart limb from limb flesh from bone til there was nothing left to hide. Broke those bones layed them bare on the table for you to eat from. Opened a vein and drained myself into a cup for you to drink from. Filled your belly quenched your thirst and watched as you pissed on my remains.
Thank you.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
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Wednesday, April 3, 2013
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The things that don't matter do. The things that should matter don't.
I need to clean my life out.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
A woman is standing outside your door in the cold and freezing rain. She knocks begging to be let in. You're not very trusting of strangers, and understandably so, but she's no stranger, in fact, you know her well. You have two choices. You can do one of two things: you can let go of whatever suspicions and doubts you may have about this woman, trust that she means you no harm and let her in, or you can choose the road often traveled and ignore her plea for help for warmth for your affections, and leave her out in the cold.
You had two choices. You chose wrong. Chose to do it by yourself because you couldn't see beyond yourself to see what's been right there all along.
You always choose wrong.
Don't be a hypocrite
If you're gonna preach it, make sure you live it. In every aspect of your life. Not just where you feel most comfortable or in control.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
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Saturday, March 30, 2013
88
Insecurities come and go with fleeting moments that possess my soul
Right now, this love is not my own
Oldie but goodie...well, not that old....
have you seen her
’cause I can’t seem to find her anywhere
I checked in the bed between the sheets last week and
again this morning but
I couldn’t find her
I checked in the shower on the toilet on top of my desk in the chair and in the backseat of the car
Still no sign
I checked on the floor on the table and on the kitchen counter
Still no sign
I checked in the hallway on the stairs and even in the doorway last night
Still no sign
I Tried to find her in the mess of stress that has been building in my head
Hoping that somewhere hiding in the clutter is the gutter that is my brain
So
I checked in my sleep
in my dreams
hoping that just the hint of his face would quench her thirst and bring her back to me but
Still no sign
I closed my eyes and listened for the stillness of his breath, summoned the depth of his touch as his words played in my imagination
I
Touched me as he
Fondling the heart of me in search of that sweet release but
Still no sign
Maybe it’s in the lost and found
Friday, March 29, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
85
Life is ever changing. Ever evolving. Time flies and the world keeps spinning.
Stand still or move with it.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
84
I am a 35 year old brat. I'll be the first to admit that. I want what I want when I want it. But the flipside to that is, I'm willing to do the work it takes to get what I want.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
carried birthed and mothered
your seed
I am not your lover
your friend
nor your confidant
we don't talk like girlfriends do
like homeboys do
like
bestfriends do
you don't laugh at my corny jokes or
smile at the crinkling of my eye
you don't get excited when I enter a room or
even look at me when I speak
comfort or console me when I hurt or
reassure me when I'm uncertain
I do for you but
you don't for me
I am merely the womb that carried birthed and
mothered your seed
and that's all I'll ever be
so why won't you let me go
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Cold souls stay cold. Dark dank and bitter.
Don't be that person. Keep warm thoughts. Stay drinking the sunshine.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
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Thursday, March 21, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
The biggest obstacle we'll ever overcome is learning to be ourselves and not giving an inch of a fuck about what anyone else thinks.
People seldom believe me when I show them who I am. They have me pegged as this fragile soft spoken little thing who smiles and laughs a lot but rarely speaks her mind. Then get mad when they find out they're wrong.
I am a powerhouse. I am a woman. Passionate and fearless. Strong and tender. Compassionate and honest. Beautifully rambunctious with desires far beyond your small understanding.
I am not your preconceived notion. And I definitely don't fit inside your box.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
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Wednesday, March 6, 2013
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All I was saying was give peace a chance, but no, you had to keep on going. Had to keep pushing the issue.
Over analyzing.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
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Wednesday, February 27, 2013
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Monday, February 25, 2013
The time is now 11:55pm and you are play tossing and turning assuming I am texting someone else when in fact I am writing this blog post about you.
I cannot believe this man is lowkey monitoring me while he fake sleeps.
This shit has gotten completely out of control. Maybe tomorrow I'll sit on his lap so that he can watch more closely. Maybe I'll wake him now and show him my text messages.
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Head burried in the sand. Hiding from the hurt rarely solves anything, but it surely soothes the broken bruises. Temporarily.
Saturday, February 23, 2013
54
"You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down."
-Toni Morrison. Song of Solomon
Thursday, February 21, 2013
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013
People need people
Everybody needs somebody.
If you're in a relationship with someone and you honestly believe you don't need that person; that your life wouldn't be much different without them, then it's time to let go. Stop being selfish and let them go.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Thursday, January 31, 2013
united we Fall, divided we stand...alone
This is a separatist society. This is not a team nor an environment for team building. Rarely are things done collectively. Together. As a unit. Rarely do we lean on the other. Never are we bonded. We stand alone. There may be one on the outside of the opposite side trying to get in...or not.
But, mostly, we stand alone.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
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Thursday, January 24, 2013
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Bears repeating:
Fundamentally, our lives are supposed to be filled with the things that ultimately make us happy. Our souls need to be nourished, enriched daily with our passions. Our gifts. Our talents. The various musings that make up who we are and fill us with immanent light.
Well I seem to have lost that glow. My light has dimmed. My soul is malnourished. Dissatisfied. Hungry for a dance, a love song, a poem, a story, a work of art. Something that lets me know that I am yet alive.
It has become nauseatingly difficult for me to sit behind this desk on a daily basis in a mind numbing stupor wasting away to what feels like nothing.
My creative juices have all but dried up and dissipated. I have been depleted of my happy. My joy extracted from the heart of me.
Unraveling at the seams.
I am not doing what I love and it's killing me.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
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Friday, January 18, 2013
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013
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We are all so caught up in false personification. Showing the world what they want to see instead of what they need to see.
Monday, January 14, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
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Integrity.
Respect.
Yes, I can say I did the right thing. Today. But everyday is a challenge. And some days are better than others.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
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Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Monday, January 7, 2013
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Someone who knows that to love me is to accept me. Unconditionally. No matter how fucked up I can be.