Saturday, March 13, 2010

Natural Hair?

For all your natural hair needs. Save your hair. 
Go natural. 

Quit playing.

Kid Cudi, Oh my

Keeps on exceeding my expectations... Honey Hush...

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

She is Ajia




Nice
Goofy
Silly
Self Conscience
Caring
Scared
Timid
Shy
Nervous
Weird
Who is AJIA?
Comes in creative spurts. At all other times, hides.
Loves to smile, but covers it up.
Loves to play dress up, but doesn't.
Wants to love, but will always hesitate.
Wants to meet you, but can't walk up to you.
Watches from afar, because being close is too much.
Wants to trust, but what IF?
Wants to talk, but can't think of what to say.
Likes her comfort zone, but MUST step out of it.
Wants to run, but Needs to master walking.
Wants to fly..but needs to strengthen her wings.
Running out of Buts, So i will..

More smiles, More Laughs. More Pictures. More Memories. Make "Rainy" days, Sunny in all ways.
More Ajia.




Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The Crazies

Talking about the crazies. I had no idea what was going over my head. Im kind of glad Im short, and I dont notice many things. These broads are crazy.
Back and Forth.
Back and Forth.
Back and Forth.
Back and Forth.
Back and Forth.
I want no part of it. Dusty. Dirty. You have to teach your little boys.
No guitar hero on your junk PLEASE!!!
Chihuahua and Frier Tuck going at it. Round 23.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

i remember...

" Just another basket case, striken with the lone-lees."
And this will never be fair, nothing is fair..Right.. I cant ask you.. I want to cut my hair...so bad..so bad. so bad. so bad. i do.. i dnt want to suffer with this anymore. Suffer for the next person, its not the business...

Monday, January 25, 2010

or Whatever..


I am sick of the rain.
I wish for sunshine, in every sense of the word
(in every sense of the World, Haiti).
Its rains.
The sun peeks out long enough to reassure you of its existence.
I miss the Sun's smile.
Hit me Sun...HIT ME

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Eww

Perversion may be the last resort. People are getting bold. People have been bold. But it hit home. It hit my mom. Trife. Dont ner confuse, I'm no friend to you.