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my head is just spinning and i cant fall asleep. this is terrible.

Monday, November 23rd 2009 3:58am

dirtylittlestylewhore:

please tell me that, that  tattoo going down the front of rihannas neck that says”rihanna” is not real, i hate it. did you guys see it when she was performing and the AMA??

It’s not real. I don’t think so, because she is on the red carpet and doesn’t have it on.

Monday, November 23rd 2009 1:51am

If I had money. I love polyvore :)

If I had money.

I love polyvore :)

Monday, November 23rd 2009 1:25am

I'm spending my Sunday night, locked in the computer room, writing a 10 page paper that is due at midnight.

Thank God I’m a fairly quick writer who works good under pressure.

btw, I landed an internship at a small publishing company at my school for Spring Semester.

:) I’m having a fairly good day and could give a shit about this draft that my professor wants us to treat like a final paper. What is this called again? A draft? Well, yeah.. that’s what I’m going to treat it as.

Sunday, November 22nd 2009 7:42pm

(via theculturepages) When I was younger I wanted to be her. Rebellious, beautiful, and sailor-mouthed.

(via theculturepages)

When I was younger I wanted to be her. Rebellious, beautiful, and sailor-mouthed.

Sunday, November 22nd 2009 3:37pm

vonvoss: mindenburg: vonvoss: shoegasm. still getting my rachel zoe on. where is this??? and also what are these dress up things you do that look so fun? polyvore.com :)  thank you for this. thank you so much.

vonvoss:

mindenburg:

vonvoss:

shoegasm. still getting my rachel zoe on.

where is this??? and also what are these dress up things you do that look so fun?

polyvore.com :)

 thank you for this. thank you so much.

Sunday, November 22nd 2009 3:34pm

(via slaughtermouf)

(via slaughtermouf)

Sunday, November 22nd 2009 3:33pm

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Sunday, November 22nd 2009 2:53am

My First Learned Hip Hop Verse

amo5068:

womans-word:

Another lonely night
it seems like I’m on the side you only loving your mic
I know you gotta get that paper daddy keep that shit tight
but yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me
While politicing with my sister from new york city
she said she know this ball player and he think I’m pretty, sike

I’m playin boo, you know it’s just wit you I’m stayin boo

and when cats be poppin game, I don’t hear what they sayin boo

when you out there in the world, I’m still your girl
with all my classes I don’t have the time for life’s thrills
so when you sweatin on stage, think of me when you rhyme
and don’t be listenin to your homies they be leading you  blind

So what you saying, I can trust you?

Is you crazy, you my king fa real

But sometimes relationships get ill, no doubt

—Eve, “You Got Me”

i love this song.

 You Got Me by The Roots has been on heavy rotation all week. No Lie. It speaks volumes about our relationship (me and Brian).

btw the live version with Jill Scott is ON POINT

Sunday, November 22nd 2009 2:19am

I’ve dated a smaller guy before. Keep your minds out of the gutter.  I mean body type.  I’ve dated a guy about 20 pounds lighter than me.  Granted he was younger than me by one year, most guys his age are fully developed.  He sort of looked like Michael Cera, but black, and shorter.  He had 2 little whiskers on his chin for facial hair and would kill my thigh with his knobby elbow if he ever placed it there.  His voice would still switch pitches at times. I’m not sure if he did that to keep his prepubescent image, but it was sort of cute. 

Now, most of you have seen my current boyfriend and he is the complete opposite.  He has to have atleast 30 pounds on me.  He’s tall, with the scruffiest facial hair, big arms and a deep sultry voice. And I’ve noticed that this is what I am attracted to, sexually. 

With the prepubescent I hardly made out with him, let alone reached third base.  He just wasn’t sexy.  He didn’t tittilate my sexual nerves or arouse me in any physical way.  I just liked being adored.  I was his first girlfriend and he would do anything for me… Until he started college..Damn adventurous egos.

Well that didn’t work out, because being attracted to someone is important.  Yes, you can talk on the phone, have deep conversations, but if the chemistry isn’t there it becomes lack luster.  You end up touching yourself thinking, why the hell isn’t he touching me? Well.. because I would probably lose all sensation and maybe throw up in my mouth a little (just maybe).

Sunday, November 22nd 2009 1:03am