this goes out to a bitch out there. you know who you are. if i ever hear about this old shit from the past again or hear you mention my or my husband's name i will beat the shit out of you the way yo' mama should have beat your ass for being a hoe! don't play your innocence on people. either you get over it or i will personally help beat it out of you!

i hate resorting to violence but this bitch just keeps talking shit. sorry! sometimes it takes more than words to teach a person a lesson. sometimes it takes a couple of fists.

"that's all i have to say... about the war in vietnam."

Still in the process of repairing. It's like a glass cup: once it's broken it will never look the same, even if you use top quality glue.

not dead. yet not alive neither. there's too much going on. one song that explains it all: sheryl crow-first cut is the deepest.

Sometimes when you give and give others expect more everytime. Sometimes when people live together for so long it seems as if they're tired of one another. Sometimes people just become so numb in life to even realize what they're doing is wrong. I don't even desire for roses, or sweet words to show me love. I just desire for time to show me that I'm still the one. No words are needed to be said. All I need is a small amount of precious time, even if it's in peace.

Last night some of my girlfriends and I went to catch Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle. It was awesome. More action in it this time than the last. We went to the theaters dressed up as the three angels. Cool, heh? Some people thought it was gay but we were just some girls out to have some fun that night. So f#@$ those haters!