Riddle:

How do you tell someone you love they need professional help?

scream it at them. Maybe they"ll finally listen... especially because when you speak to them nicely it goes in one ear and out the other.

Pink

The newest work...
enjoy.

model: Tabetha
artist: minx
makeup: minx
photographer:minx
photo editing : minx
add the space: www.myspace.com/minxinx

Pissed

The company that manufactures the greatest number of women's dresses each year is Mattel. Barbie's got to wear something.

I'm truly jealous...I need new clothes..badly. I wish I would win a sweepstakes of some sort so i can go shopping.If I had money, it would be tight.That's sad. =[

And This Christmas Will be a Very Special Christmas to Me

I gotta say, this christmas was truly something special. All I wanted was to spend time with people that I love and that love me back. That's all. I didn't ask Santa for a xbox, for new clothes, or even new shoes { which I secretly want }. I didn't ask for anything but that simple request.
My family and I haven't been on the best of terms, I know it's my fault. Which I resent all the time. But I guess some things need time. I love my family very much. I already knew when December hit that I wasn't gonna be spending Christmas with them though.
This Christmas I spent it with the boyfriend's family. A family that I have grown so close to in this little time, closer than I have with my own family for all these years.
This Christmas was my first Christmas that I bought not one gift. Simply, no money. I have always been a giver, never a reciever. I don't expect anything from anybody. I used to expect many things when I was child, but too many broken promises from mamy people have changed that about me. Now. it's more like, don't expect anything at all , and you won't get dissapointed.
Especially now, that I'm much older, than when I used to sneak out of room, go peek at the tree, and see if Santa had left me a little something something.
Anyway, I walk into their house. Empty handed, feeling all shitty. Wearing a blue dress and heels. Everyone is in their pajamas. My family never waits till Christmas, we count down the minutes until 12:00 on the dot, and go on a rampage to see who tackles the tree first and make a complete mess in my mothers living room, with wrapping paper, plastic coverings, and batteries. But no, not this. Everyone is in pajamas, brand new pjs, slippers, surrounding the tree, gift wrap properly placed in the garbage....It looked straight out of a hallmark card. It was new to me. But I liked it.
And to my surprise his family had bathed me in gifts... for me... I was shocked. I wasn't expecting anything. I didn't want anything. I was grateful. I smiled from ear to ear. Not because of the presents. I could care less about them. Although they were all beautiful. I was about the thought, that I had come to mind. I didn't feel like an outsider anymore. I got what I wanted for Christmas... To spend it with people who love me back.. did you get what you wanted for Christmas?

feenin for a chocolate chip milkshake thanks to hitler... i neeeeeeeeeeeeeeed it!

I know it's been awhile.Busy I guess...or maybe just plain ol' bored of life. Either way... I'm back.
Times have been a little tough, holding strong... straight up broke. But thats not new is it...

I have work for sale for the people who are interested. Prices vary depending on the size of the canvas and how long it takes for me to paint the actual canvas itself.
Feel free to contact me for any questions or details.
have your pick at :
www.myspace.com/minxinx
2minxinx@gmail.com

Straight Up Frustrated and Lost

I dont know if I should let it go, or keep fighting for something I want to be there so badly, but it doesnt seem to be there at all.
Its not that Im gonna bother looking for it anywhere else. because that is not my intention. but the intent is to not stress myself and break my self and try to mold something that will never form the shape i truly desire.or try to mold something that was never meant to take the form of anything else i the first place. someone once told me, "You want to be happy, but you dont want to go out and look for it, your tryin so hard to be happy with what you have now, that you will never be satisfied or contempt "
Those are some wise words I did not comprehend at the time, but I am sure I understand now.
As much as I realize these words are true, I still dont want them to be, and I still struggle to prove that person wrong. So why dont you help me, help us, So we can finally be happy, together.

Make Me Melt!!!!!! Melt it Baaaaaaaabyyyyyy!

"I am no one special. Just a common man with common thoughts. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who ever lived. I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul and for me that has always been enough."
-Noah; The Notebook

Things I wanna do b4 i die

look up at the sky at night through an expensive telescope

fall in love in paris

go on a road trip with my girlfriends

play in mud

play in the rain

ride in the back of a motorcycle

be inside the statue of liberty

go to a drive in movie theatre

take my mother on a full day of pampering

hot wire a car

ride in a hot air balloon

beat someones ass real good

shower under a waterfall

paint a famous painting that will last through history

ride in a helicopter

walk in the beach at night

take tango classes

recieve flowers for no reason

shoot something

have a roller blading party, with hot pants, tube socks disco balls and afros

learn to drive a stick shift

swim with dolphins

ride a horse along side the beach

take salsa classes

write a childrens book

take a candle light bubble bath with someone I love and toast on champagne

visit ALL the states, take a picture, and collect a postcard from each one

go skinny dipping with friends

live in London for a year

kiss my lover at the top of a ferris wheel

learn how to cook

save alot of my own money

reward myself later

try to learn how to surf

see a real volcano

have my portrait painted

in that note, paint a self portrait

plant a tree

understand my religion

go camping

be the boss

ride a mechanical bull

go skiing/snowboarding

own a house with a very high ceiling

donate blood

have a street named after me

discover my lifes purpose

Potato Salad

Ugh. Thanksgiving is only three days away. As excited as I am, I'm also dreading it.
Thanksgiving is about family and friends. I feel like I have slowly dropped all of mines. I care for them so much, but lately I've been straying from keeping a connection with anybody.
And what is my excuse? Nothing really, Just laziness, plus having a boyfriend takes a lot of my time, not that I'm complaining.
Even if it's not the laziness, there's no budget for me to even think about going anywhere outside my home.
I remember when I was younger, My mother will make this big feast. And I will be there helping out, usually making the potato salad. I think that's all she really trusted me to make.
Even doing something so simple I will ask a million and one questions... What do I do now? How should I cut the carrots? That's not too big? Why do we have to put apples? Why so much mayo? And in her head I bet she's thinking..."Shut the fuck up and just make it already!" My potato salad is banging. Thanks to all the slaps upside my head.
Last Thanksgiving was ehhhh. I spent about an hour in my house, and the rest with an ex boyfriend who turned out to be a prick. The year before that I actually enjoyed. I was with MY family. No one elses. It was quiet [ except for the mega mezcla blasting in the background ] No turkey, No pernil [ I love me some pernil ! ] No big feast, just a regular dinner, with my loved ones.
As for this year, as much as I loved two years ago. I actually want to have fun. I want to dance. I want to chill with my beautiful cousins for once. I want to laugh my night away. I'm debating if I should take a 2 hour and a half train ride to Brooklyn to do that though. Which is not a problem. It's just the ride back that's a bitch... when you're all tired from the 'i-tis", half drunk, half hair messed up, half make up done, half gone, and you have half a heel left from wasting it down from dancing. Not that thats happened to me. It hasn't. Atleast not yet. hahahahhahaha.
Or, I guess, i can just stay here.

Brooklyn it is.
Now..... what should I wear?

Mother

I honestly don't know how I would handle that type of death... I wish I could do something for her... Anything.
I love you so much Tuts, and I don't ever want you to forget it. You have so much strength. I'm so proud of you.
My mother and I have never be that close, something that I've always lusted for.
Imagine to my surprise my Tuts and Wanda, mother and daughter more like sisters, more like best friends.
She's watching over you love. She is.

Wanda was always full of life, always making wise cracks, always a joy to be around.
She will truly be missed.
What you don't know Tuts, is that she lives in your spirit now, well she always has. She's your mother, we always live through our mothers, despite all the differeneces and arguements that we may have... Mothers will always be our mothers, and we only get one.
At the viweing yesterday, it was so hard to sit through, Me, personally I'm not the greatest fan of death, but in the other hand, who is.
Sitting there, at the same funeral home that Luis "Noms" Seda was viewed, memories rushed back of how flooded that funeral home was. Tears accumulated at the inner corners of my eyes. Wanda, Luis, my grandfather Ernesto, family friend Willis, death in general.
Death has not been so friendly to me, well not me exactly..... but to loved ones.
I don't want to see ya go.

Fotos y Recuerdos by Selena

Fotos y Recuerdos. I used to be obsessed with this song.
heres a little of the lyrics:
tengo una foto de ti. que beso cada noche antes de durmir. esta media rota y ya se esta borrando. por tantas lagrimas que estoy derramando.es todo lo que me queda de tu amor.tengo un recuerdo de ti. que siempre me hace tan feliz. en aquella fiesta que te conosi. ese timido beso que te di . es todo lo que me queda de tu amor. fotos y recuerdos.
and for you english speaking tongues, heres the transalation:
I have a photograph of you. that I kiss everynight before I sleep. Its worn out broken and its almost erased from all the tears thats landed on it. But thats all thats left from our love. Only photographs and memories. I have a memory of you. that always makes me so happy. In that party that I met you at . And that shy kiss i gave you.. thats all thats left from our love. photographs and memories....

I love Selenas music, it's such a shame that she was murdered at such a young age.
She could've been the next diva!

Conversation with SAE

aaaaaaaaaah... remember the good old days, when you did wrong, you took money from your mom's purse when no one was looking, you broke the living room coffee table, you forgot to pick up your little brother from school, you talked just a little bit too much at a family friend's dinner party, you got caught stealing at the local K-mart, you punched your little sister in the face, you're report card spelled out f-f-f-f-f, you was running around the store and knocked down 20 mannequins, whatever the case may be, if you're spanish... you got beat... and this is the convo that will make you say.... omg... that has happened to me!


me: imaginate..her beating you with a belt at this age =]
sae: oh it could happen lol I dont put it past her LOL and correasos hurt at any age
me: my mom would be on some shit like.. i birthed you.. i dont give a fuck.. cuanto cuerpo tu tiene.. you te mato! lol
sae: omg mine too lmao shes like i brought u into this world and i will take u out lol
me: nooo .. my mom's is.. yo voy pa la carcel.. yo no tengo miedo.... porlomeno yo voy feliz sabiendo que yo te mate! lol
sae: LMFAO my mom says that...wow...hahahaha
me: omg ... no the best one... when they screaming at you.. and you cry....
sae: lol them latinas are OG gangstas lol omg imma give u something to cry about
me: porque tu llora?? tu quiere llorar.... yo te hago llorar
me: awww thats gonna be me in time... lol.... og baby!!!
sae: yo the correa after the shower was the worst
sae: yea u the mini og now LOL
me: that shit buuuuuurns
sae: word up
me: the mini og lol
sae: and they dont care cuz they dont feel it LOL
me: o no.. what about.... tu cre que yo te quiero dar.?.. esto me duele ma a mi que a ti....
me: ummmm nooooo nigga! that shit is hurtin me...!
sae: LMAOOOOOOOOOOO
sae: yo the funniest shit is my moms, be beatin u to salsa music and talkin in syllables
me: hhahahahahhahaahahahahhaahahhah odeeeee i know what u talkin about!
me: tu- qui-ere- llo-rar-eh? yo -te -ma-to- mal-di-ta- es-tu-pi-da-qui-en-tu-cre-que-tu-er-es?
sae: LMFAO yo we been beat by professionals
me: omg..what about when you make'em chase you all around the house?
sae: they sound like nypd LMAO
me : cono!!!!!! cuando yo te aggare! va ser peor.. te voy a dar 2 veses.. primero por lo que hiciste y otra vez por haciendo me correr!
sae: LMAO yea its the same logic, one time i asked my mom if she ever worked for the police lol
she was like.. why?
I'm like cuz ya use the same scare tactics LOL
me: what she said??
sae: que me fuera pal carajo LOL
me: omg .. what bout the times, you knew you were gonna get beat... and you put like maaaa layers of clothes underneath your jeans and you was ready ...like you was ready to go to war lol
sae: wow thats a throwback
me: hahahahahahahaha
sae: im tellin you and then they wonder why we violent
me: what about.. cuando te incaban?
sae: these kids nowadays dont get that though they dont hit them no more
me: nooo they def dont
sae: incate
me: imma bring it back... watch
sae: you be in the corner praying to get up and when u finally got up you were crippled
me: they'll throw uncooked rice on the floor..dique ..incate!
sae: word lol uncooked rice at weddings makes me cringe lol fuckin flashbacks lol
me: you start walkin like you just got beat with a bat on your knees and you wouldnt only get hit withbelts...
sae: lol i got hit with everything
me: itll be mops, brooms, metal spoons you stir the rice with.
sae: yo my moms broke the broom stick on my back one time i was like 14..came home from bombin da 4 yard..like at 4 am LOL
me: cable wires, hangers, heels, buckets. shoes, blow dryer,
me: the big brolic combs, chancletas!
sae: frying pan
me: everything.. the closest thing was a weapon
sae: omg yo one time she hit me in the elbow
sae: my shit was purple LOL

ahhhhhh..... the memories... how time flies....remember kids, you fell down a flight of stairs... and if that doesn't work... you bumped into the door knob.
have a good day =]

eh,

I have so many ideas and thoughts that I want to paint roaming through my head... But lately I've been so lazy that I haven't picked up a paint brush in a month.... I need to get my act together... Minx hasn't gone anywhere, and she's not leaving... I'm coming back and better than ever... cuz I'mma go on a painting spree and go crazy.
stay tuned blogheads.

Getting Busy

indoors

I Just Had To...

I fell in love with this spoof!
check it out... much better than the original!

all credits and props to VenetianPrincess

And you guys get so stressed and frustrated when we take forever to get dressed, or when we finally decide what we have to do with our hair.

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Connie Talbot
Every time I see this video... I can't help but tear...6 years old.. truly talented.. and adorable

more of connie

Connie now 8... makes your heart melt.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!

I had an awesome ass day!
hahahahahaha.. too bad I can't tell you...
way too X rated for you!
hehehehehhehe...

My Story

So while talking to a friend online... I had to post our conversation...It reminded me soo much of how I fell in love with graff in the first place. . . And sometimes remembering why and how you first started, makes you fallin love with it all over again.. Just as if it was any other friendship and / or relationship.

DL167: So how u got into graff? How long u been writing
me: well i first got into graff when i was in 6th grade. and i been writing since i was 9th , 10th around there
DL167: That's hot
me: lol.. the first time i really noticed it..
me: i was late to school... 6th grade.. missed the cheese bus..lol
DL167: Lmao Word
me: my mother was bitchin at me for being late, she told me.. get out of my sight.. so i took it as ..leave
me: u feel me??? so i left...i never took a train by myself.Until that day so i didnt know u had to pay.....
DL167: And you seen all da roofies with grafff Or something
me: i look maaa little and lost with a big old back pack.... and i bump in to a friend... who was my first crush ever.. and he pays for me.. and we take the train together
DL167: Aww That's sweet
me: and im staring out the windows... and im blushin already , cuz he was next to me.. we were best friends...we always flirted with each other.. but we never did anything.. i was in 6th grade lol
DL167: Lol
me: so im starin out the window... and i see all the graff... i didnt knwo what it was... i just saw all the colors... and i loved how it looked... it looked like the city was gray and someone had drawn all over it like a coloring book and i fell in love with the scene..never knowing that i was gonna be doing the same thing one day lololol
DL167: Word
me: ahhhh! corny ..i know! lololol well thats my story
DL167: Lmfao Na its dope Its the love for this grafff shit Its deep It means different things 2 eeveryone And everyone has a story about it And its dope
me:so whats urs?
DL167: To hear everyones story And seee how passionate nd the love ppl got for it
me: my story is maa girly: lol
DL167: Well I didn't no shit about graffiti Untill my sophmore year in hs 10th grade At the end My elemetary skool best friend transfered 2 my hs And he graffed So he put me down in his crew So I just destroyed the skool And dats it Only did it wen I was wit him I wasn't into it like dat Just being a rebel I guess And a bad ass So I did it for the hek of it So I transfered end of that year: and never did graff Cuz u no i Only did it cuz my bst friend did I did it for a semester Then I moved to staten island Started seeing Goal and gano and sems peices All over shaolin This was in summer of 07 And im like o shit Dope
so I got into bombin on my own Cuz im like dam im in staten all alone I don't no anyone here Fuck it So I started bombin out here Got my fame here Then went 2 a graff show out here And meet all da peicers From there I got into peicin So I kinda started Oout of nowhere And backwards I started peicin 1st Then I stopped And started workin on my handstyles And throwies And kept pieces and drawing So I been writin for 2 years Yea is a weird story I just decided to start bombin cuz I was bored And all a legal walls out here got me hype
me: lol so u liked the rush of it all i guess you can say
DL167: I gotta get my hands on some
DL167: I want u 2 piece my book up
DL167: With them chicks u b drawing
DL167: They dope
me: thanks.i got u one day
DL167: Yea Just let me no when ever your down We can meet in soho or some shit
me: ii. sounds good.of course im not going alone
DL167: Yea no doubt
me: ill bring my man wit me
DL167: Even better A 2 pager
me: lol
DL167: 3 heads Callabo* Does he piece too
me: yea
DL167: Good. We gotta get dis callabo started
me: lol.. ill talk to him about it. so we can set something up
DL167: Iight cool No problem



So with this said... I'm ready... I got my cans waiting for me... and my partner in crime on the other line...
later blogheads.

12 Signs He's the One

He understands.
He always tries to see your side of things. This means that even if he's seen you get upset or cry about something a hundred times before, he still tries to calm you down and makes you feel better.

He tells you.
Oh those three special words, the words some men have major trouble saying. Well, if he says them often, count yourself lucky. Hearing him say "I love you," and knowing he means every word, is proof that he's one of a kind.

He shows you.
We all know most men have trouble expressing their feelings with words. So, sometimes they use other forms of expression. Forms of expression include: taking you out for dinner when he thinks you need a break from cooking or understanding that you might need some time to yourself. While you may like to hear those sweet whispers of affection from him, it's a fact that actions speak louder than words.

He listens to you.
Is he's genuinely interested in what you're saying when you talk to him? Does he give you his undivided attention during your conversations, instead of having the television blaring in the background? It's an important sign, if he shows he's really concerned about your feelings, and especially what you have to say.

He's happy around you.
Smiles? Laughter? Excited to spend time with you and not his guy friends? Glad just to be with you? If he can't get enough of you, it's a sure sign that he's really attracted and in love.

He compliments you.
He notices when you change something about your appearance. He appreciates when you take the time to look great. When he looks you up and down admiringly with a little smile and tells you how beautiful you are, you know you matter.

He takes care of you.
Is he your own personal guardian angel? Does he baby you when you're sick and nurse you back to health? If the answer is 'yes', then it's a pretty sure bet you've got a good thing going.

His friends and family like you.
You can gauge how a man feels about you from the way his circle of friends and family treat you. If you are held in high regard, and they have embraced you like one of their own, it's a fact he's been telling them how happy he is to have you in his life.

He appreciates you:
Telling you how proud he is of your achievements or praising you to his family and friends is a wonderful signal. It's a sign he is in deep appreciation of who you are to him.

He asks for your opinion.
He asks for your advice, considers it and may put it to good use. When important decisions are at stake concerning him, he doesn't just go ahead and decide on his own what he thinks is right.

He's interested in what you want too.
Let's say you're both watching television and you want to watch Desperate Housewives while he'd like to catch 24. You know how men are when it comes to the remote control! If he lets you watch your show of choice, not in a grudging manner, but because he wants you to be happy, you've got a winner. Give him extra points if he actually sits through it with you!

*****He makes you feel special.*******
Finally, is he the kind of guy who's always trying to keep the romance alive? Bringing you flowers or breakfast in bed are both really wonderful ways to know he cares. If he's always going out of his way to make you feel exceptional hold on tight, the man is a keeper.

emo philips quote

When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle.
Then I realised God doesn’t work that way, so I stole
one and prayed for forgiveness.

- Emo Philips

loving my life, but i still need a job

Ah! What a Wonderful Day!

I def. cannot complain.... to quote Ice Cube.. "today was a good day."
Got out of school to pick up my resume{ which I reeeaaally needed } and headed to the husband's house. Oh, man... I think my heart melted, when I saw the biggest grin on his face ever!
I love little moments like that, that mean sooo much more.
So, I didn't do much today..SET asked me to hit her book so I did. Enjoy.


Later Bloggers... I know this is rare... but I am type sleepy...I think it has to do with the fact that I fell asleep at 8am last night..morning...whatever.

OOOOOOO... Lord Give Me Patience...

I swear, people must have alot of fucking nerve... and then not even have the balls to talk to you about it, but instead you have to find about it through a fucking blog. What nerve.
ooooooooo I'm soooo fuckin tight right now....I'm here worrying like a fucking dumbass for her.
I'm disgusted by her fucking options.. she wants to be free , she wants to do what she wants that's fine.. I have no problem with that. You should be able to do what you want,everyone deserves to be happy.But thats no fuckin excuse to drop everyone from your life, like they never meant something to you before. People that have been there for you throught the hardest times, and the good.
You know what... fuck it... I could care less.. live yourself a good life Tanya. I hope you find what you're looking for.

Here's a little something something for your troubles:

God doesn't give you the people you want, He gives you the people you NEED - To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be. Dear God: The lady reading this is beautiful, classy and strong, and I love her. Help her live her life to the fullest. Please promote her and cause her to excel above her expectations. Help her shine in the darkest places where it is impossible to love. Protect her at all times, lift her up when she needs you the most, and let her know when she walks with you, She will always be safe.Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.. :)

i fell in love with your away!

[06:31] m: omg
[06:31] m: u dont listen
[06:31] m: ur a very sexy man
[06:32] m: but im gonna have to buy you a new set of ears
[06:32] m:!

hahhahaa im sorry daddy!, but i looooooooooove your away!

[06:31] c: (auto-response from c) 5:18am I thought i finished tlkin 2 my red headed pin-up girl.. but now its 6:15am & im still tlkin 2 her lmaoo

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

I'm feeeling just a tad bit happier today... I did nothing but sit in the same spot for about 25 hours. Yes, my ass is numb. I'm feeling a little better. I'm not saying that everything is perfect, but in time.... right!?
Anyway, so I was talking to my husband today, and while he's strolling downtown, he bumps into one of my old friends from high school. Of course, it was graff that started the convo. Like, you have to ask! So Smurfo and Caez talk, and of course my name pops up...Caez goes... o.. that's my wifey...
ooooooo and guess what!
I started thinking to myself....
I
am
sooo
fucking
glad, I have never ever done anything with anyone from my highschool. You will think so , but no... I mean, I've had crushes, who hasnt. Guys have had crushes on me.
But nope. No one. I had one highschool sweetheart from my sophmore year until my senior year, and he wasnt even in my school.
So..... nanananananana! =p
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha....
Anywho....
I'm starving while I write this... wishing I had a good plate of ribs right in front of me covered in steak sauce...
[droooooooool] {slurp} oops, im sorry [wipes drool from face]
I guess that's gonna have to wait.
So , I'm messaging my husband as I write this...Cuz, hello.... let's face it... I'm broke... If I had money, I would've been eating those ribs right about now... with mashed potatoes...yummmmm....
So yeah... I can't front, this is why I love him so much.

c]: Don't be afraid kause u made me the happiest nigga on this fuckin planet!
[m]: how the hell did I manage to do that!?
[c]: by being mines and stickin by ur mans side like you supposed to, like a real woman

hahahaha... sorry guys.. I gotta go.. please my man! PEEEEAAACE HOMIES!

can't touch this.. nanannananana..can't touch this!

YUUUUMMMMMMOTHERFUCKINGMMMMMY

All Stressed Out

I'm so dead inside, my eyes burn just from staring at this screen... everything seems to be going wrong. It's not just one, two, three or fours things... It's everything. Sometimes maybe it's better to not care. Let everything crash and burn, don't let it faze me.... I'm so tired of it all...I don't wanna shed anymore tears. I'vw done enough of that.
I wanna be free from all the pain that I'm dealing with.

I'm dying inside..praying that my heart gets to float again. Yet, it only sinks.....deeper and deeper into the pit of my stomache.

The Artsist Response

The famous MARTHA ALICIA.... so talented and sweet.

Breakdancers like CHEIF 69, BBOY ATOMIC SHEA BUTTA and others killed it.


PHIL ZACTO TATU xmen CAEZ and I posing for the movement

the wall that CAEZ n I hit.
I had a blast.... it was nice , n hot out.... TATU was a dear n shared his paint, I had no clue we were painting and thought we were just watching. i'm glad that wasn't the case

While Looking for Prince Charming I Fell in Love with a Samurai

catching frogs all my life.. i went on a journey to find the perfect prince. And to my surprise it was not a prince charming that I needed.

Who would've thought that he was standing infront of me the whole time... A samurai... with dark locks, dark eyebrows n a light soul.....I'm glad I finally opened my eyes, to see the wonderful man that stands before me.

Help,Cuz I'm Confused

How many people have you said '' I love you '' to? romantically of course?
I can honestly say I've only said it to two men.
And I have been told this many times, by many different types of men. That doesn't mean I say it back. Just because were dating, it does'nt mean I love you. It means were dating.
I would never say it to someone if I didn't mean it.
So why is it that people say it so loosely, as if it was a sneeze... and you say "bless you"?
I really don't understand.

Is it just to get some ass?
Cuz that won't work either.
So why do people say I love you when they don't mean it?
Maybe because they have nothing else to say? They mistook 'like' for love? Or, they were forced. They feel obliged to say it because that's what's being expected from them.
They are immature and don't truly know what love means
I understand that we all need to hear that we are loved, it makes us feel good about ourselves, and gives us confidence in ourselves, but you dont need to say it to every woman you date. There is a tradition in our society that says that men aint supposed to say "I love you" until after you have known the person for a long time, so that the words make the woman feel more special.... why you gonna wanna make a stranger feel special?
I think the words have become overused and are losing their meaning.

pt2
I LOVE YOU VS. I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU
Sometimes we do not know we are in love, until what we love the most is gone.
Sometimes we think we are in love, only to find out it was not what it seemed, we just loved (or lusted) after it.
I think the best way to describe being in love is when you look at that one certain person and you realize how perfect their imperfections are, how you love every little detail about them, how you imagine yourself growing old with them, and the reverberating effect of that lasting first kiss, all at one time. Loving someone is saying okay sure i care about this person because they are either there for you or you care about what happens to them........ but being in love with someone is much deeper than that . being in love is soo much deeper than that you care so much for the other person that your willing to lie down your life for them do anything for them ......... you care about them so much that you dont know what you would do without them seriously........you feel misrable when they are mad at you or aren't around you. when they are in your presence your heart becomes heavy and just thinking about them puts you in a state where all you do is want them more. so yes there is a big difference between the two.

Im Exhausted

I'm tired of always having patience for people, yet they never have patience for me.
I'm sick of it.
Because I know what I want, when I want it, how I want it I'm labeled a bitch. So then be it.
I'm the biggest bitch you'll ever meet.
If you cant deal with it, or dont have the patience for it.....fuck off!
One of these days.... I'mma truly lose it!

all grown up

My baby sis in law is getting so big.....
which made me think... i remember when i was that age...11 to precise.. damn, how time went by so fast.... now i got boobs..not much...but i got em...hahahahaha
I was always a lil tomboy, so barbies was never the case..it was more like footballs... but I remember 5th and 6th grade... that's when wrestling, wwf, was awesome... i had my own lil crew. everyone was a different character.
scott was xpac.
delilah was china.
raoul was triple h.
and etc.
i just happened to be lita.
lol.... o man, i know!
we used to pick fights with everybody..just beatin up random people in the hallways... yeah i guess you can say i was a bully.
ok... i was a bully hahaha
then my name changed dramatically to steeltoe....
but thats because i started kicking all the boys...
lol... i was never messed with, always messed with others.
I was average. not ugly. not pretty. just there....
i know whatever boys wasnt scared of gettin kicked had a crush on me... but i never paid mind to them.
7th grade came and thats when i first started to notice boys, and the kickin stopped a little... even though i had to remind some that that fury was still there! hahahaha
end of seventh grade going on 8 i had my first"boyfriend"
if you can call him that.
he was short.pale. had silky smooth hair in a mushroom haircut.
we dated for like 6 months. and it was so pure and innocent. we never kissed. i think we hugged once... and we held hands like about 7 times maximum. lol
and that's cuz the first time one of our friends had forced us.=]
what a good friend.hahaha
i remember i was sooo nervous.
that ended sure enough. and who knows where hes at. maybe somewhere across the world.
i'm pretty sure bumping into him will be nice.... but i dont want to... it will ruin the good memory that i have.
some things are better left that way. And i have no problem with that.
But now.....I may not be completely grown up.... but I'm getting up there...
I have a wonderful husband who loves my retarded ways.
I may not be kicking boys anymore... but I've been told I got a pretty good right hook.

UUUUUGGGH!

i need a new wardrobe!

The Love of My Life Is In Tuff Competition

You all know that art/graffiti is the love of my life... but there's a new sheriff in town because there's some heavy competition...
aaaaaah.... the boyfriend.
How well things seem to be going, but hopefully that doesn't jinx anything. Going strong. Of course there were speed bumps, roller-coasters and many mood swings... and I'm sure they're not over. I know we have much more to deal with, look forward to, regret and learn from. Hey, we're still young =]
His temper is horrible, his patience is low, his attitude is horrendous .... But guess what?
His kisses make me smile, his smile makes my day and his hugs are truly amazing, his snappy remarks make me laugh and when he grabs my hip with his force... it drives me wild!
So you better believe I'm not going anywhere.
Plus graff can't get too jealous because now I offically have a partner that's down for anything... from kisses to paint. from hugs to cans and roof spots.... the city is all ours....

You'll Be Missed

We've been through so much... I hate that you're leaving me.
It's crazy how I got so comfortable around you... We used to go everywhere together...
the movies,dancing, dates, family gatherings.... felt like we been together forever....
What will I ever do with out you?
Yes, I know you can be replaced, maybe they'll be cuter, taller, more sophisticated or spunky... who knows... but they will never be like you.... We've had so many memories, so many happy moments, angry moments many tears shed together....
But now you're broken, and you cant be fixed.. no chance in trying. its over.
Just know that I'm going to miss you.
RIP TO MY FAVORITE HEELS

I Think It's Time....

I haven't been out clubbin in a month.... I need me some stress relief.... and dancing is just the way to do it... thats my work out for the week as well... I gotta love me some spanish music!
I got a new dress, I think I'ma rock it tonight... why waste it right?
It aint even about the guys, It ain't even about the drinks...
Its about the dancing, the laughing and having some fun...
Guys in clubs are worthless, the drinks are over priced and mostly blended with water so more can spare.... im good...
I gotta a good man at home, and a nice cold corona in my fridge with my name all over it.
What more can i ask for?
I hit up my homegirl MRS and its time for me to finally see her strut her stuff!
Sometimes we gotta drop the montanas and rustos and pick up some make-up and heels!
Before:

After:

Tonight we gonna have some fun!
let me let you go, I gotta start getting ready!

Central Park Date

So we walked, alot! If I could reach the sun I probably would've beat her up! Bitch was not playing!
And worst of all I was wearing black, so i just took that off, and stayed with my purple lil strapless...
It's been awhile since we've spent time together, alone. We def. needed that, it brung us together...and I'm not ashamed to say, that I missed you sooo much.
You felt so far away, things have been going sour....
hopefully that our little date has passed things will be a lil sweeter.
I loved your kisses today. Your lips were nice, plump and juicy...all that I been missing...
and of course, a lil more~ hehehehehe, yes, im'a lil pervert sometimes.
We listened to the music in the background, there was a concert going on behind us, but that didnt matter because for once, since a very long time, we felt as if we were alone, just us.
No, lil bros, no lil sisters, no moms, no friends, no phone calls, no instant messages, no emails...
it was just us... and I loved every single bit of it.

if this isnt love then what is it?

Sometimes it gets frustrating.Like you just wanna pull your head off

I know we live and we learn...
For Some reason, i been feeling really lubby dubby lately...
and watchin chick flicks all day doesnt make it any better, when all those happy endings dont happen in real life...
You want that special guy to know when you're feeling blue, and he always knows what to say, when to say it, what not to say, when not to say it....
in real life that doesnt happen, you get pointed fingers at, and you end up apologizing for emotions that your're feeling.
in movies, the guy chases you down the street, bridge, half the world, to tell you that he's loved you since blah blah blah....in real life.. they say "fuck you, I could do better anyway!"
in movies, you get that look...yeah, you know what im talkin about... that look makes any girls heart go all goey... when he stares deep into your eyes, and no words are needed... you both feel the crazy chemistry...in real life you even attempt to do that, you get " what are you lookin at so damn much?" or "you got an eye booger right there, no no , not there, there....okay you got it now".
In movies I want my spirit to be free with you, in real life, you want to choke the person.
In movies you believe, in real life you doubt.
In movies you wish and it comes true, in real life you pray, and hope for the best.
Don't you sometimes wish you lived your life in a movie???
Well, I do.... It'll never happen of course....
I guess settling for less, settling for real life is all a girl can do these days.
All the chivalry, prince charmings and shining armors are stuck in those fairy tales your mom used to read you to sleep when you were younger.
The thing is, you grow up listening and soakin up all thats fairy tale bullshit, once you get older, you look lost askin yourself.... where is it? where is he?
ehhh, whatever.
I know life isn't perfect, love def. isn't perfect either, I know it's hard and it's something two people have to work hard at to make happen.
Trust me I know all of this, it's not like im just fantasizing with my head stuck in t he clouds... I know the deal.
Thats why a girl has to settle for real life.

Stressed

So i was talkin to one of my boos[my sister] whos currently in Dominican Republic having the time of her life, while I'm all stressed out, dealin with dumb shit and being broke in New York.
I'm truly jealous, and I'm not afraid to admit it.
From hearin all of her boy stories... which are alot by the way,
to her all drinking and hanging out... I know she havin the time of her life.
Even though I'm happy for her, I'm wishing I was over there as well...
Last time I was over there and seen my family was eleven years ago.

Even though I might talk to them, over the internet like what, every other 3 months.

Its diff. when you're in person.... for God sakes, last time they saw me, my boobs were'nt even growing in...

Not that I have alot now, but they make due.....atleast thats what my bf says.... hahahhaha

Anyways, she's been gone for a month now,

and comes back home manana

thank goodness, I miss my gossip queen...

I have no idea how I have been makin due without her .... shes like my own personal diary.

And, we def. have soooo much to catch up on.... this month has had many ups and downs...talk about roller coaster...

from bf drama, to family drama, to roommate drama,to job drama, to being broke all the damn time..... fuuuuck!

Im pretty sure she has some juicy stories for me.. more than she has mentioned on the phone. All, I know is that, that bitch def. betta have some pictures... or imma be whippin her ass back over there.

So This Was My Day....

Union Square is pretty interesting....
Can you believe this dude sits in his chair....all day..harrasin dudes to play him in chess...
hahahhahahaha
and then he charges him 5 bucks.

So, i kept walking and some chick walkin in front of me def. caught my eye... atleast her tats
did...
a purple ribbon with a pink buttonin the middle. wonder what it means to her
check em out....

sweeeeet right???
Now this one.....this one right here.....this dude caught my eye...
well, everynoes eye actually.
def. had me laughing....
I know youve heard of the cat in the hat by dr.seuss.....well in this case
his cat IS the hat...hahahahha

Goes to show... aint no where like Ny.
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