The cats not out of the bag yet.

That awkward moment when you have to decide what’s stronger , your fear of failing or your desire to succeed.

I realize one of the reasons why I don’t like people . They let me down. I expect respect and courtesy from people. And I don’t get it . I’m not lowering my standards for any one . I know what I deserve , and I will get it. So until then . I hate you bastards.

Dear Jah

I’m having some trouble accepting the fact that you’re gone. So I won’t . Your alive in my eyes . I love you . I miss you . Can’t wait to see you again.

ramblingsofanurbanjawn:

geekscoutcookies replied to your post: Ya’ll are….

You have NO idea. *sips piping hot cinnamon pineapple tea*

I cant even imagine. 

          Roses are red.

          Violets are blue.

          I have my period,

           so fuck you.

Ever heard the term , ” Worried Sick” ?

I wish I knew the scientific term . For making yourself sick. I should make one up. Call it Acroptopocoplyptus Hysteria . Fear that you’ll become sick , so much that you actually become sick. (I should trademark that name. )

The human mind is an amazing thing. Like for example I don’t feel that I have a paper cut until I look down and see the blood. Then all of a sudden THE PAIN!

A woman wants a baby so bad , that her mind tricks her body into the symptoms of pregnancy.

The mind perceives.. What the heart believes…

There’s nothing like a fine black man with talent.