I found myself singing today. I sing everyday, but not like today. I was swinging my hiiiips, closing my eyyyyes and laughing real loud. Like little children in a schoolyard Now thats a visuall for your ass. Every note was sweet and heavy and perfect.
I think, I am growing up.
Well it's about time. My first duties as a woman is to keep my head up, there are much to many of us head bowed and sullen. I'm going to stay sweet cause life is bitter & I'm going to stay smart cause my mother didn't raise no fool.
All in all, I would like to say that I'm getting there, wherever that may be.
On another note, I want to be in love some time. Not the kind of love you think you've tasted after 5 or 6 months of stagnant emotions. I want something sweet, sunny on a cloudy day, pinky swearing, full teeth smiling, are you really hanging up, its only 4 a.m? kind of love.
No rush, but some time this life time, I want to be strung out over someone.
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Crocs, what can you really say about them that hasnt been said about port-o-potties, just shitty. I dont get how wearing plastic is 'hot' especially since its hot as hell on the ground now that its summer, all of you fearless croc wearers think about the climate you are subjecting your feet to? Those things look flimsy to me, not at all stable for walking to the corner store let alone, school or shit, across some hot tar. All I am really trying to say here is crocs are wrong, climate wise, fashion wise, socially and economically. Use half of that money towards some payless shoes and you probably have enough left over to by some grub, pay your rent, check out a movie, play some air hockey at an arcade and loan some gas money to your babys cousins sister.
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