| You don't have to hold me so tight baby...I'm not going any where... |
[07 Aug 2003|07:44pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 loved |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Fabolous ~ Into You |
] |
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now, I want to be more than a friend of you now
When they ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90's into 2 Thou'
There's no reason to have a friend or two now
'Cuz the kid's ready to tell you how he feel in a few vow's
Maybe, I speak in general now
But girl imma do whatever just to keep a grin on you now
Where I go, they wear bikini's in the winter too now
What you think about, tan lines on the skin of you now
Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou'
On 5th Ave. shopping spree's, and them dinners at Chao's
I ain't concerned what other men would do now
As long as when I slide up in you, you growl
And any dude with you, he better be a kin of you now
And I ain't jealous it's the principle now, I'm so into you
I
Really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
Come on ma, it's more than a flashin
I woulda traded it all, in orderly fashion
My villa in Florida we crashin
Just off the shore, so you can hear when water be splashin
The drop top 3 and a quarter we dashin
The flawless diamonds and the border we flashin
The money, we oughtta be stashin
I make sure every quarter be cashed in, I can't really explain it
My friend be thinkin I'm slippin
These girls be thinkin I'm trippin
What kinda weed he be smokin
What type of drinks he be sippin
Sweet thing, just to think of you dippin
Would have me with the blue's so hard, you would think I was crippin
Now, you relaxin' in the Benz
Credit cards with no limits, so you don't worry about maxxin' when you spend
Ever since you've been askin' 'bout the friends
How'd you like it if, both our name's had CICCHETTI on the ends, uh
I don't wanna trip, but truth is
GIRL THE WAY YOU COOK A STEAK, REMIND ME OF THOSE STRIPS
You love my smile, no matter how chipped my tooth is
With you, it ain't becuase my whips is roofless
Or sit on chrome dipped dub deuces
And you aint flattered by canary envy es dipped Jesus'
Other ballers look dumb when they press you, 5 and 6's
You don't let them kinda numbers impress you
Even though I was somewhat successfull
Bein a player was becoming too stressfull
But every since, the superwoman has come to my rescue
My winter's been wonderful, my summer's been special
Let's fly to St. Bart, while the villa be painted
Just so we can get really aquainted
The love is real, there's no way it could feel like it's tainted
But I can't really explain it, uh, yeah
|
|
| And trials and tribulations mean nothing but another pitiful story... |
[28 Jul 2003|10:00pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 bitchy |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Techno Mix |
] |
People these days are so ignorant. They disgust me. Todays society consist of a few considerate people who are still kind and caring. The others are just sickening, rude, unintelligent BASTARDS.
In 15 years almost 16 years I have never encountered an Individual so horrible that I had grown a hatred towards them. I admit I have greatly disliked a few, but never ever hated any one. I hope that day never occurs. I've never understood "true" hatred, and I'm not too sure I want to either. My heat may be bitter but it's still kind at the core.
Another thing is I've never used another human being. I could never lower myself to that level. It's weird watching my brother walk all over my mother and see her be so blind to let him. Now my mom is far from my best friend, but she still gave birth to me. For that mere reason I respect her even when she is wrong. Brian's girlfriend hit my mother more than one in our home while Brian watched. Hell will freeze over before I ever let anyone I'm dateing lay a finger on my mother. She took Betsy in as if she were her own daughter. For her to have the nerve to hit her is unbelievable. My brother didn't even defend my mom. He blamed my mom for hitting his girlfriend. Thats so messed up. I'll never forgive him for that. At that my mom continues to let them stay here. She even babysitts thier daughter. I wish she would stand up for herslef. She doesn't deserve that she was a good woman. She may of lost her temper with me but I will respect her till my dieing day. I don't see how me and my brother were raised the same when he has no morals at all anymore.
It's not that I think I'm better than him. I'm not like those assholes who think they are so much better than everyone else. Who gives them the right to Judge other people. Too many people look down on me. I'm sick of it. I can't even walk down the damn street with my girlfriend without getting shit. Yeah I am Bisexual. No I'm not a LESBIAN!!! Every where I go I'm plagued with close minded idiots who can't help but criticize others for shits and giggles. They called the cops on us because me and Lana decided to chill at the park and they didn't like it. But yet little princess sally and jock Joe can practically be screwing on the bench 2 feet away and that's okay. I walk down the street holding my girlfriends hand and they yell "DYKE" out thier car. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be afraid to kiss the person your dateing while worrying if cops are being called on you or if the wrong car will drive by? It drops your self esteem to the ground. My own mother calls me a dyke. I can't have my significant other to family gatherings because my family hates the fact that I love some one of the same gender.
It's 2003 people get over it!
|
|
| Lets see if i damaged the dumpster... |
[26 Jul 2003|01:21am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 horny |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Da Rude ~ Sandstorm |
] |
Tonight was an awesome night. I spent the morning with Mom and Chris repairing my room. We had hungry Howies then at 5 Brittany called and picked us up. We went with her out to eat then back to her house. Me and chris looked through pics then left again. We went to a shop by Starbucks but it was closed so then we went to buy a pop. Brittany flirted with the guy and tried to buy ciggs so he wouldn't so finally after about a 1/2 an hour this guy walks in and buys Brittany and me our ciggs. After we went back to her house than picked up her friend. I got my curfew extended to 11. We drove to allan park and drove around for a bit. Went by her b/f's then by Amandas. Afterwards we just got dropped off here. Great night...especially after i talked with my baby! After what she told me bout Roseanne I'm not to happy but oh well. It;s Roseannes lost I don't give a flying fuck personally.
I love you babe
|
|
| More to me than your curse... |
[10 Jul 2003|02:52am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
bitchy |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Adams Song~ Blink 182 |
] |
Name: Holly
Age: 15
Height: 5'8
Weight: 160...I'm fat
Ethnic Backround:Mexican, Italian
Hair: shoulder length, multi-colored
Complexion: mild
Glasses/Contacts? both and i get new ones soon
Zodiac: Sag
Location: dearborn
Occupation: student
Residence: house...home...earth
Personality: humourous/laid back/outgoing
Shaven/Beard/Mustache? niether
Siblings: 2 1/2 brothers & 2 1/2 sisters...but only met 1 Brian the asshole
Rank: youngest
Night Owl/Early Bird? night owl
Pets: my niece...sarah
Kids: none
Number of times engaged/married: once
FAVORITES
Color: bright orage or blue
Meal: Lanas Spegtti...till the day I die prolly
Sandwich: Ham & mayonaise on french bread
Soup: chicken
Meat: uh...steak
Recipe: Roger Special
Book: Any Mary Higgins Clark novel
Movie: Christine, Gone in 60 sec, girl interrupted, XXX, Fast and th Furious, Riding in cars with boys, 10 things I hate about you
Magazine: Cosmo
Newspaper: Well written ones
Section of Newspaper: Horoscope
Comic Strip: Boondox
Cartoon: Scooby-Doo
Cartoon Character: CLIFFORD
Candy: Starburst
Snack: Nacho Doritos
Season: Spring
City: Detroit
Ice Cream Flavor: Shakes
Ice Cream Topping: A hot guy or chick
Soda: Coke
Drink: Anything that taste good that'll get me drunk quick
Animal: Dogs
Music: Whatever has a good beat
Music Group: dunno
Song: Don't know
Singer: Don't know
Genre: alternative
Game: Monster Trucks
Subject: Art
Color Ink: red
Holiday: HalloweeN
TV Show: Gilmore Girls
Perfume/Colonge: Tommy Hilfiger
Fruit: Apples
Vegetable: corn
Flower: Carnations
Plant: weed plant ha
Store: hot topic
Outfit: gray and blue pants, wife beater with my dress shirt
Poet:my loved ones
MISCELLANEOUS
Hobbies: Writing, Reading, Drawing, Music
Idea of a Romantic Date: Nice candle lit dinner, Red roses, slow music, beautiful person and gentle kisses
Mama's Boy/Daddy's Girl?Neither
Want Children in the Future? 1 a boy...Jasper Rain...
Quirks: I'm a goofball
Crayons/Markers/Chalk/Pencil/Ink/Charcoal/Paint? pencil
Socks/Barefoot/Slippers? socks
Prefer to Have True Love or Good Luck? true love
Favor Chocolate? not really
Favor Peanut Butter? YUmm
Favor Whipped Cream?whip cream and cherry fights
Religion: athiest
Prefer Thunderstorm/Blizzard/Flash Flood/Tornado/Hurricane? Thunderstorm
Prefer to See a Woman with Her Hair Up or Down? up I love necks
Prefer to See a Man with Long or Short Hair?Short hair
Notices First on a Man/Woman: eyes and hands
SEX FAVORITES & ETC
Postition: 69
Part(s) of Intimate Moments: Foreplay when your bothe naked and you feel the other persons body against yours
Part(s) of Female/Male Anatomy: GUYS~ thier muscles and thier strong hands thier pelvic area is so sexy...GIRLS~ the curve at thier stomach right before thier hips
Turn-On(s):when people run their fingers through my hair, or my back
Turn-Off(s): FURRY PEOPLE
Fantasy: Jacuzzi...hotel room...oh yeah
Craziest/Wildest Place: in the back seat of a car while two other people are in the front driving
Age Lost *V*: well i did stuff when i was 12... lol and alot more when i was 15 so...
Favor Electronics? my cell phone
Favor Quickies/Slow & Passionate? I like long and rough but usually only have time for quickies sadly
Boxers/Briefs/Commando? Boxers
Boxers/Panties/Thong/Commando? Thong
Cut/Uncut? cut
Piercings? 2 in right ear one in left
Weak Points: sexually? my side and behind my hear
Measurments (any you want to share *wink*): yeah i have no tits...sux dont it?
Survey borrowed from: BlackestEyes
|
|
| Life is too long till you're dying... |
[09 Jul 2003|10:57pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
L.O.S.T |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Marilyn Manson ~ Sweet Dreams |
] |
Life is really hard right now. My emotions are a roller coaster. A never ending ride that just has to come to a crashing end. There is no smooth landing and a farewell to all the chaos. No instead It goes on with twist and turns and dips...each increasing in pain. I resent love for all it's caused me, but I cant seem to survive without a little love. Is that so wrong? To need to be loved? I resent friends for not being there when it counted the most...but perhaps it was my fault. The hardest part about life is when you get your heart broken, but keep going cuz it's expected. It's not exactly easy pretending to be strong, when all you want to do is break down and die...
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
|
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
brokenxsolace's journal