The LA air

I miss that. I want that. Noooo, I need that.

A.S.A.P

You build me only to later break me down. You feed me false hope only to late take it away with no regaurds to my feelings at all. Was I not enough? Did I say too much of the wrong things, or were you just plain sick of my shit? I know you've often been dissapointed in my actions, I never meant to hurt you but does that give you leeway to return the favor and hurt me just as bad as I hurt you?



You influenced me to do better, only to turn around and dissapoint me

such a beautiful man with so much to say

A man so beautiful, with such powerful words, such a soothing voice, and even more beautful music. He inspires me, arouses me, and keeps my interest. I'm not the type to worship false Idols nor fall in love through televison and movie screens but this man here is a product of the perfect man of my dreams. A man I wish my father could be, a man I only wish my husband to be, for us to later go on and teach our sons to be. A wise man, a caring man, a man with something to say, a man who not only holds purpose in life but make his purpose known to others, lives a pure life and leaves a mark on this earth just as beautiful as he...

All star gaaame!

So I actually sat down and enjoyed the NBA all star game earlier today. Which is something I'm never able to do. I always get bored and loose interest so easily, as I often do with so many other things. Now I won't claim to have a "short attention span" like most of America would, but I just prefer things to keep me on my toes rather than bore me to sleep.

But anyway...


I have like this new found respect for basketball players and the sport itself. I even made sure I'll be getting tickets to next years game. :) Basketball players just seem to be so dedicated and passionate about they're craft, which I don't see much of in other sports. I think it's absolutely amazing, not to mention sexy.

"watch over your heart for from it flow the springs of life."

-proverbs 4:23

Why must I be so shallow?
I have some so in love, willing to pend off every girl in sight just to have a chance to prove me their love and devotion, yet my inability to look past the outer exterior and the voices of others constantly in my ear separate me from true happiness.

CONFESSION:
I often wish my own insecurities would fade away, so
that I can finally allow myself the love that I deserve.

for the love of
Marc Jacobs !

"Spirituality vs. Religion"


Trust me, the thought process I endured while on this subject is one unlike any other, with the capabilities to move one, inspire one, or confuse one more than ever... I pronounce A constant Battle of my Faith.

Irresistible.

I find myself in his bed once againn
for the second, third, fourth time around...
It wasn't intentional, I can promise you that
But his persistence so intriguing, His voice so alluring
Irresistible, I couldn't possibly resist the temptation.

A hand to hold, a set of lips to kiss,
His body so warm on top of mine, Irresistible.
Words so promising and I was hooked, I admit.
Never been the type you could sell a dream to
but he sold me much more, more like fantasy so Irresistible.
more like sin so beautifully wrapped in a package labeled

"Irresistibly Irresistible"

how could I resist?