tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86669872011-07-08T14:52:46.502-04:00Life comes suddenly, not gradually.heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.comBlogger2721100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-86090546832737070622009-02-21T00:13:00.002-05:002009-02-21T00:17:33.990-05:00

mmm-mmm-mmm

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This is the first time I've ever been with someone on Valentines' Day. February, I guest has just never been my month in the past... Plus I kinda enjoyed the single life when I was single, so i never really cared for Feb 14th. Some people are focused on "Singles Awareness Day" as they call it, I never cared either way. It was what it was... But we are going on almost a year, and are actually

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-50122551658385661502009-02-14T22:32:00.002-05:002009-02-14T22:42:28.351-05:00

So, I have this friend that I have become close with over the past year or so... He was trying to get at me when I was single, and I wasn't looking for a relationship, nor was I really feeling him, but we later became closer. I stopped talking to him for about 6 months after we first met because he kept tryin to get at me, so I left him alone because he was annoying the shit outta me. After, I

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-57877501136334871732009-01-23T21:20:00.010-05:002009-02-14T23:28:51.997-05:00

My friend Q and I went up to ATL for MLK weekend, and had a lot of fun. Was on my best behavior LOL but met a few gentlemen who treated me well. On the way up someone rear-ended us on I-75, acted like they were slowing down and pulling over, then the bitch took off. So it was on! We chased their asses to get the license plate number because I experienced a hit-and-run crash in the past before,

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1446884120261032272008-12-09T23:24:00.014-05:002008-12-10T00:05:26.935-05:00

Had sex the other night. It was great. So great, I just had to blog about it. -lol- I've been with my bf for 9 months now, and the other night I experienced something that I don't think I have ever felt, like EVER... My SPOT. Daaaammmmnnnnnn. I didn't just become a virgin, but I don't think I ever got it, the way it got GOT the other night!! WHOO!!! ok... so yeah... we did the damn thang, and it

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So, I agreed to meet with him. I didn't know what else to do to keep him from calling. We ended up having a good conversation. He seems to have changed. Seems to... But I'm still gonna do me and just let him make his peace. I didn't really care, but second chances don't hurt, I guess. So, maybe I've changed, too?? Cuz I used to never give second chances. He's still talking about the same shit,

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-23338194997639971092008-11-20T21:04:00.007-05:002008-11-20T22:16:20.828-05:00

So my ex... after three years... has been calling me AT WORK!! I haven't seen or heard from him in almost three years and he just feels the need to pop back into my life and reconnect AGAIN. What... The... Fuck!?? I'm really annoyed, aggravated, and a little stressed. Mofukka broke up with me and has the nerve to try and be back in my life. I'm happy. I'm good where I'm at. I was happy having not

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Didn't really know what to blog today, but I'm just tired as hell. I really just wanna get a good night of sleep for once. Boyfriend came over last night, and he slept pretty good, but uhh... not I. But at least that's one of us.Work is blah... I want a new job, but maybe it's not good to change jobs so much. I just made it there one year, but as usual feeling under-appreciated, under-paid,

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-34784960709856199752008-10-17T23:47:00.022-04:002008-10-18T00:35:18.687-04:00

YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! This is sad... Crazy how incredibly ignorant people are. Brian J. White posted these videos on his MySpace blog. It's funny how Republicans pretend to be so Holy and Christian, but the hatred seen in these videos is evidence enough of what plenty of people do not actually say out loud. These people are extremists, but even behind closed doors, remind me of what I'm

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I just had the craziest weekend. Friday was my cousin's birthday, so she invited me to come by and get something to eat (and drink). My dude has never met anyone in my family besides my brother and sister, so I thought he'd like to go. I got off work Friday, and he met me at my house. Came over lookin' cute, but a little bit preppy, not knowing we going to meet the other side of the family. The

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So... I'm getting ready for my vacation. Me and my dude about to go on vacay at the end of the month. We were planning to go to NYC, but work made me push my plans back a week, but that's just an extra week to work-out and get extra sexy... 2 1/2 more weeks to go. We're gonna hit-up Ft. Lauderdale and maybe South Beach for the week. I can't wait.

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-88206099698274050702008-10-07T01:26:00.000-04:002008-10-07T13:29:12.668-04:00

I will be so glad when this election is done and over with. Not to sound cliché, but it is time for a change!! Hello??? Did you hear me??? It's time for a motha-effin' change! For some reason, a lot of people just really are not getting it... but people are suffering. We are the greatest nation on earth, and we lack a lot of things that are inexcusable for our progress, wealth, and power.I first

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-13449502604105651872008-09-09T23:36:00.011-04:002008-09-10T00:14:19.318-04:00

So lately I've been feeling pretty lonely. I know I've been M-I-A. Just burying myself in my work, and my relationship. Things are going pretty good with the boyfriend. Seems like things are going right for once. I just miss having a few solid friendships. Everyone seems so long distance now, and not just because I'm with someone, but because a lot of people I used to chill with moved away. It's

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-72643747553182000142008-09-09T23:20:00.000-04:002008-09-10T00:22:19.732-04:00

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-80218013704443292002008-07-22T23:38:00.006-04:002008-07-31T12:28:54.073-04:00

I'm so excited I could piss myself. LOL Okay, maybe not that much, but I'm ready for a new Robin Thicke album. Can't wait for Something Else to come out on in September.Anyway, everything is going good for me and my dude. We had some minor issues that we dealt with, I had to restrain myself from cutting his azz a few times, but things are going well. His mom is in town from up north, so I'm

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I couldn't resist. I haven't talked to him in over a month and he wants to know where I've been. I wanted to tell him face-to-face that I have a boyfriend now. It just sucks because I'm in love with him, but in a relationship with someone else. Sometimes, I can't stand it. I don't want it. But it feels like this is the way it should be. All night long, he begged me to come and see him; to come

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-27103216947659001182008-06-03T12:32:00.017-04:002008-06-09T23:12:02.259-04:00

LAST NIGHTI went to bed around like midnight last night. I was exhausted and in a deep sleep. I was a little upset that I was going to bed alone, but was just happy to be home and in my bed after a long Monday at work and a restless weekend.Then around like 3:30 in the morning, something woke me up. I wake up in the middle of the night and feel something slide across the back of my neck. I know I

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So, I went down to Ft. Lauderdale beach last weekend with my dude and had a blast. We had a lot of fun... and had a lotta sex when we got back. Yesterday, he asked me to be his boyfriend. The shit caught me off guard but I told him yes. Life is good... Here are some solo pix I took while I was down there... I got a tattoo... a fake one. LOL I need to work on this little bit of weight I'm gaining

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-77203594697207260112008-04-23T01:19:00.009-04:002008-04-23T01:30:50.857-04:00

My heart is troubled -- got this ping-pong thing goin on in my heart, mind, and emotions. Wanna love so hard, and be in love, and be loved, but trying to keep myself from falling in love the wrong way and with the wrong person. Damn, it hurts. Seeing a really great guy that treats me like a Prince, spoils me, and makes me feel like nothing in the world matters but me.Yet, I don't feel the

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-3654213570131968452008-04-14T00:55:00.014-04:002008-04-14T01:42:05.317-04:00

I don't have much to say except that someone has been beating me to the camera lately. Beating me to a lot of things lately... I kinda reconnected recently with someone I'd lost touch with, for a long time, ON PURPOSE, but finally gave a chance at the whole "get to know me" thing, and stopped being so guarded.I wasn't looking, I was content with doing ME. I was happy where I was at, and was not

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-21573065468821063252008-03-20T12:17:00.000-04:002008-03-24T12:19:20.959-04:00

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I was maaad tired, but it's something I've been wanting to do for myself for a good minute tho. It was my first day off in 3 months cuz I was working two jobs, 60 hours a week. But you never know how tired you really are until you get a day off, so I wanted to sleep through the whole shoot LOL but dude (the photographer) got over it... The weather was so bad that weekend tho so we had to stay in

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-71684660315358392382008-01-24T22:56:00.000-05:002008-01-25T01:03:55.869-05:00

Yooo... so I just about wanted to CRY when I read about this Westboro Baptist Church HATE GROUP protesting Heath Ledger's funeral. WTF? His funeral?? Apparently, "God Hates Fags" [dot] com intends to picket with signs stating "Heath in Hell," and that God sent him there because of Brokeback Mountain. Awful. Horrible people.Obviously the God they believe in is not the God of the BIBLE. Because I'm

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-237170372242536692008-01-12T11:19:00.000-05:002008-01-12T12:22:07.796-05:00

2006 was a rough year for me. 2007 was even worse. If I had my way, I would have done a lot of things differently in the past two years. Most of which I couldn't control, but I suppose everything happens for a reason -- for a higher purpose, calling, and understanding that is above and beyond me.I'm starting to understand it, trying to be sensitive to what God is trying to tell me, but often

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-31435307599798909632007-10-11T23:39:00.001-04:002007-10-12T01:03:12.132-04:00

Aight, so I started the new job this week. 40 resume submissions, 30 phone calls, and 6 interviews in 3 weeks later, here I am. True hustla. -lol- I still have a couple of options open, but decided not to waste my time with those. But I'm still keeping my old job, just working there part time now. My parents can't stand it, they think I chase money sometimes, but I don't -- I just know that money

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-64793604948301513652007-10-11T20:50:00.000-04:002007-10-12T01:12:33.134-04:00

I can't help but waitOhh uhCan't help but waitI see you, you with himHe ain't right but you don't tripYou stand by while he liesthen turn right round and forgiveI can't take to see your faceWith those tears runnin down your cheeksBut what can I doI gotta stay trueBecause deep down I'm still a GAnd I don't want to come between you and your manEven though I know I treat you better than he canGirl I

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-89889308658832543162007-10-06T13:21:00.000-04:002007-10-06T15:00:49.043-04:00

Quick prayer on I-4 on the way to my FIFTH interview in the past three weeks.So, I got the job. Finally. I've spent the past month aggressively looking for a second job cuz ya boy is HURTIN right now. I went thru some drama last month w/ Bank of America AND my car insurance company and THEN my cell phone provider. Both of which double charged my account when I paid them and it took me a month to

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Never will I ever be able to get you outta my system. I can't, for the life of me, comprehend why I feel so connected to you. Everything about you I love; and the fact that you're not with me, I hate. I could say that I wish I didn't feel this way, knowing that you don't feel the same about me. But more than any other desire I have on this earth, I want to love you; and I cherish the thoughts and

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I have such a negative and pessimistic view right now on humanity, love, and life right now. I'm a bitter bitch, and I've been trying to lie to myself about it and say I'm not, but that I am. And I don't give a shit what anyone thinks about it, either. (Yes, that is a disclaimer.)I haven't been blogging because I want to pretend and act like everything's all fine, okay, and dandy -- or withdraw

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-34429609519799670702007-09-15T03:50:00.000-04:002007-10-06T15:02:48.653-04:00

I hate it when people act like I owe them something -- or act like they know me, got me all figured out, or act like I have to explain myself to them.And then when I choose not to explain myself, they draw their own damn conclusions about who I am, what I do, and how I live my life. Instead of taking the time to get to know me.Y'all don't even know HALF of the half... I'm dealing with more issues

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-56235967194870911092007-08-22T17:52:00.000-04:002007-10-06T14:25:27.389-04:00

There's an energy that I've experienced from people -- most specifically, my exes; a vibe that draws me to and from them. I can't exactly put my finger on it, but it makes me think. I wonder what it is, that makes me vulnerable to them. I've always been strong. Concrete, even. And have always been hard to penetrate (emotionally, bitches). But just wondering what it is that makes them necessary or

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-70149479254696534832007-07-14T20:14:00.000-04:002007-07-14T23:46:58.908-04:00

Someone wrote this for me a few months ago when I was going through a rough time. I never took the time to really appreciate it because I was giving that person a reason to prove me "right" about them, that he was no different than the rest. I tried not to compare him to anyone else, because he was in a class of his own with his short-comings toward me. But in spite of that, I still looked past

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Mario "No Definition" Mario's new album "Go" is something I've been anticipating -- specifically cuz of this track right herr' LOL I'm feelin' this song and it's doin it for me right now. You know how music has its way of taking you to certain places, helping you get through things, or even just speak to your mind and emotions with where you're at and what you're dealing with. Not even to

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-73339645931054758482007-07-07T23:45:00.000-04:002007-07-11T22:03:03.867-04:00

After coming across the Live Earth concert today, and hearing Al Gore speak and make the 7-Point Pledge:1. To demand that my country join an international treaty within the next two years that cuts global warming pollution by 90 percent in developed countries and by more than half worldwide in time for the next generation to inherit a healthy earth;2. To take personal action to help solve the

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-74608985311599897892007-07-01T23:36:00.000-04:002007-07-11T22:11:29.369-04:00

My life stops for NO man...I've never experienced more drama in my life until I started becoming friends with other "like-minded" dudes. I don't retain friendships because all the dudes I've met are either 1) DRAMA, 2) always trying to fuck me.I've been chillin lately. Things are going smooth because I decided to cut some mothafuckas off. No time for the bullshit. No time for the drama. No time

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-88033125013402773442007-06-04T20:21:00.000-04:002007-06-07T21:01:07.447-04:00

So my life has been an extreme rollercoaster since the beginning of 2007.Being half way into the year now, things are getting better for me.Recently I've gotten back into school. I am SOOOO happy about that. Gonna get that DEGREE!! I've been out of school for a year and a half and it's been frustrating because I've been trying to work, but I'm still working full time so pray for me on that tip.

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-89739187855247432792007-03-31T14:20:00.000-04:002007-03-31T15:04:16.355-04:00

Recently I've moved back in with my mom. It's not a desirable move, but it's something I had to do. It's necessary for me, physically, financially, and emotionally. It's not too bad because my mom and I get along a lot better now, as do my brother and I. It used to be a big deal to me, moving back home, because I swore that I never would.I enjoyed having my own place and privacy before, but now I

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-17192967396025223832007-03-31T12:46:00.000-04:002007-04-20T11:14:16.328-04:00

PART ONESo my brother is this little wannabe thug that stays in trouble.He smoke. He drank. He supposed to stop but he can't. That type of dude.He has good sense, is very intelligent but just becomes more and more GHETTO by the day. LMAOIt's so damn funny to me cuz when he speaks, my sister and I are like "... what did you just say??" cuz we didn't grow up like that!But it's funny.Lately my

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-29832403037963171482007-03-31T10:27:00.000-04:002007-04-07T22:14:57.345-04:00

Last summer, I wrote this post called ::Ticket To Heaven... about my friend that is HIV-positive. He's someone that I'm somewhat close to and care about very much.We'd been friends for a while and actually were intimate once a few months after we met. We used protection, of course. BUT at the time, I did not know his status... nor did I ask.I've tested negative the past three times I've been

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-91328943573756286332007-03-20T09:44:00.000-04:002007-03-31T15:26:03.467-04:00

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The first time I'd hear of Robin Thicke, I was checking out the MySpace page of some "dude" that sent me a friend request. You know the ones that be tryin to "give boy" in their default pic, then you check out the rest of their profile and pix and see JUST the opposite. -lol- They don't even know you, but request to be your friend anyway... Yeah one of those, I know... I'm so mean. But that's a

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"Until Yesterday" by JC Chasez reminds me of how good it feels when YOU know someone KNOWS you don't like or care for them anymore. It makes me feel like saying "You know that feeling you're experiencing? That feeling that makes you wanna bend over backwards to find out where I'm at, and get my number so you can call and talk to me? Yeah, that feeling -- it's called guilt! ...bitch."It's Saturday

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I'll never forget seeing the coverage of the 2004 elections and campaign for the Senate. It was at that time I'd first heard about Barack Obama, just before his landslide victory that secured and established his current position. I remember the sense of warmth I felt by his words and being intrigued by his charisma, intellect, and character after he'd won the race.I hadn't actually paid much

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-66533984104129739592007-02-06T23:36:00.000-05:002007-02-07T21:51:40.218-05:00

You give a little love and it all comes back to you.You're gonna be rememberedfor the things that you say and do...You ever see that new Coca-Cola commercial they've been playing in the theaters?It's so positive, encouraging, and... different. I love it: LOGIC vs. EMOTIONHad you never received anything, how would you know or feel compelled to give?People will remember more of what you do than

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THANKS EVERYONEthat voted me profile of the week!Kinda weird and unexpected, my little 15 minutes of fameI haven't gotten to really read through all the messages, yet.But THANKS FOR THE LOVE!! That made my week!!And also thank you to AboveTheLife.com for creating apositive online environment for the SGL community.

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1170393022934843642007-02-01T00:06:00.000-05:002007-02-06T22:29:54.118-05:00

What Up Fam!?Please drop by my boy's blogand welcome him to BlogLand!!Check out:My Invisible LifeKoolMentality.Blogspot.com

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There are two types of people in this world of friendships and relationships:There are GIVERS and there are TAKERS.A taker is generally someone who takes advantage of what a giver has to offer without hesitation or expectation to give anything back in return. A taker can also be someone can also not really be so much as to say takes, but one that receives based on a need they may have, rather

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Forgiveness comes when you can truly look at a person past their faults and how they've wronged you and still love them the same as before. Forgiving and forgetting comes from embracing the person, as a person, and letting go of the grudge you are holding in your heart, but by retaining that grudge and how the situation made you feel in your mind. That way love can still abound within the

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1169318087646823172007-01-20T13:02:00.000-05:002007-01-21T22:19:11.193-05:00

So I went to the club last night for the first time in almost three months. I've done really well for myself cuz I was close to about borderline alcoholic. -lol- I drink like a fish. But it was nice to be in that atmosphere again, I'd been sick for literally two months which is why I hadn't gone out. I was on some serious antibiotics, but I'm better now.I ran into a few familiar faces there, one

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From time to time, the emotional side of me wavers back and forth into the desire for a relationship. It would be nice to have someone for myself, someone to talk to, if not a boyfriend, someone that could be on that level.I'm mad at myself cuz there's this dude that's homeboys with my brother and lives close to my mom that I've been very attracted to in the past, and I always think "DAMN, I wish

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I like Ciara. She's aight. I liked "Oh, ""1, 2, Step," and "Get Up" but then there's "Promise."Now... I'm sorry, but for those of you that like that damn song, unfortunately I will have to disagree, LOUDLY. I hate that damn song and don't think I have ever listened to more than the first 30 seconds of it. I just hate hearing her struggle and strain through it.HowEVER, I did come across this girl

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MERRY CHRISTMAS"Dat nigga betta pay wut he owe!"I've never been big on holidays but I'm attempting to get myself in the Christmas mood because... it's a day off, -lol- AND "Christmas ain't aBOUT you..." as my mother would put it, but about Christ, of course. Therefore, I'll put on my happy face, be glad about it, and do the family thing which I've been dreading so much.Anyway, in the spirit of

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CUSTOMER SERVICE JOBS SUCK. People don't appreciate you. Customers, management, nor co-workers.Lately, I've found myself actively seeking new employment. The pay where I am is decent, but it along with my actual work, and the environment is beneath me.What really pushes and motivates me to look for a new job is the customers. They are trifflin, rude, shady, and don't withdraw their tongue or hold

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::Sex-Ed and Theory 101...Sorry my 12-inch dick ain't big enough for you!jk I don't have a 12-inch dick, but sometimes.... I wish lolI'd really be a slut then... lol nah jkbut I just been thinking bout some things that's been bugging meOver the summer, I "accidentally" had sex with one of my friends. Needless to say, we are no longer friends, for the obvious reason. This boy only wanted to have

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If this world were perfect, there would be no such thing as homosexuality. There would be no room for discrimination. There would be no room for judgment or critcism. A perfect world would be a place where unconditional and unadulterated love would exist alone and thoroughly prevail.Hopefully that gives you a little bit of an understanding of how my Thanksgiving went with my family. I kinda don't

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1164211473381528152006-11-22T10:51:00.000-05:002006-11-22T11:09:09.033-05:00

I was looking at my post from a year ago, and I just realized that gas is exactly what it was last year for Thanksgiving. I don't know if that's a good thing, or not.But anyway, I'm headed to country fried Alabama for Thanksgiving where I'm not going to have any cell phone reception or internet access so pray for me!! lolI'm going with my dad and my brother to meet-up with the rest of my family

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There are two things in life that i dislike more than anything, sickness and loneliness.It's no fun to lose your health because you have to fight to get it back, and it's also not fun being alone.I view sickness as an enemy. Although an inevitable part of life, something I feel should take up no residence in my body. And as far as loneliness is concerned, no man is an island and I believe

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This pic was taken last weekend before we went out to the club to celebrate my friend's 21st birthday. This was a happy moment, -lol- but Pre-DRAMA, of course.

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The week from HELL is finally OVER!!Last week was HORENDOUS lolI was SO f-cking depressed I didn't know what to do.I was just going through it because I had bills to pay, part of which got taken care of Thursday. So now I'm relieved of that. But the main thing was WORK DRAMA, and also some friend drama.So, my ass has been put on blast at work and it has been just really embarrassing and a little

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1162527567737868662006-11-01T23:59:00.000-05:002006-11-06T22:14:02.046-05:00

If God is for me, WHO can be against me?(Not even you or yo' mama... biotch.)I got my HIV test results today and they were negative.I wasn't worried because I know I've always use good judgment.I also had a really good day today at work.It was my best day ever in sales.My co-workers were all hatin'It was a non-stop day for me, tho.I was so tired when I got home.But it was cool. I also had a "

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I think I wake up to new drama every day at work. It never ceases to amaze me how "high school" people become over petty sh-t.One thing that I've noticed I always seem to get myself wrapped up into is with a female that I've worked or takin a class with who has a posessive, jealous, immature-ass boyfriend.A few months ago, I started to develop a good and professional friendship with one of my

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1162074265551614132006-10-28T17:37:00.000-04:002006-10-28T18:57:20.616-04:00

So I've been reeeeeaaaaal down lately. I've been SO depressed, and have been trying so hard to brush it off.Part of it is because work is stressing me out.The other part of it is because... I'm gonna admit it, I'm ready to try the whole relationship thing again and I'm not getting a positive response from anyone.And the OTHER part of it is because I got more month at the end of my money, than

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Every job I've ever had, and every class I've ever taken has led me to meet people that often find themselves curious about me. I've been told that I seem mysterious, and that there's something about me that they just can't seem to figure out, or wonder what it is that draws their attention to me.When I started working at my new job, there was this one girl that couldn't wait for me to show up to

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Barney12.10.1994 - 10.07.2006We had to put our doggie to sleep last weekend. My mom took him for a walk and he was bleeding from the mouth. She took him to the vet, and they told her that he had a tumor and it was cancerous. So, she let them do what they had to do. This sux.

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I think my moms has been on some extra sh-t, lately. The past few weeks she's been real motherly and lovey-dovey with me and has even been sending me text messages every morning.Her text messages are always something like "Have a good day," or "I Love You." She's surprisingly gotten real comfortable with that.Last weekend, she was acting really weird which led me to believe that something was

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1159843569735863442006-10-02T22:16:00.000-04:002006-10-03T00:01:01.283-04:00

The transformations that never cease to amaze me, have brought into existence the truth that holds the composition of MY LIFE.Lately, I've been able to maintain somewhat of a peaceable spirit, where I haven't been stressed out, felt pressured, or anything like that.I'm proud to say that I am pleased with the direction my life appears to be going right now.This life is MY LIFE, and I've learned to

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1159649488702740652006-09-30T15:56:00.000-04:002006-09-30T17:20:14.846-04:00

Usually when I sleep, I just sleep... and wake up. Occasionally, I will have a dream and it is usually something that sticks out in my mind because it's so vivid and so REAL to me.Most of the time, it's something that affects me real deep emotionally that turns out to be something I've suppressed and tried to forget about. It's usually something I want really bad or something that I have a great

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So the past few days have gone from one extreme from really great and fun, to nothing but drama and heartache. I had a really bad end of the night last night, which made me more upset than I can remember being for a really long time.I'm aight, tho. It's just some people just really drive me to drink. I really have this taste for a Malibu Barbie, tho. It's just a drink w/ Coconut Rum, Pineapple

heartbreakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08694743715045517205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666987.post-1158706148694727152006-09-19T18:29:00.000-04:002006-09-22T18:44:56.466-04:00

"Where do broken hearts go?" was the question that almost made me cuss out this dude the other day. -lol- I was mad and highly offended because he had the nerve to ask me that as if I had actually broken his heart when he doesn't know the half of the half of where I've been. I responded with a "When I find out, I'll let you know..." He then began to ask me if I'd had my heart broken and then this

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You can't turn a bad boy good,but once a good boy has gone bad,he is gone forever. I'm having a hard time finding friends and a finding a desire for a relationship. I want good friends, but I know right now is not my time for a relationship and the friends I keep finding always end up wanting more from me than I'm willing to give.I have two guys blowing up my phone every other night cuz I know

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If you ain't feelin this CD then you just a natural-born hater cuz this shit is HOT.I've been a fan and supporter of Danity Kane since the beginning. I'm sure they will be more successful than Diddy's other group (uh, what's their name?)Although they are vocally mediocre in some places, I think they do well as a group. So, if u don't like to dance, or can't relate to the lyrics, then you

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Sometimes one of the hardest things to learn in life is lying in the bed you made. Some of the decisions we've made in life, we can't just go back and change. It's the kind of things that you later regret, wish hadn't taken place, or wish you hadn't experienced.Certain thoughtless actions that are fueled by the heat of a moment, full of passion, desire, and the need to be fulfilled by your

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I don't know why I sit and try to make sense of things I can not control. Right now, I'm just playing some CDs over and over again. It's crazy how music makes you think about things you don't wanna think about, reminds you of this, makes you reminisce about that.I've got Lyfe Jennings' "The Phoenix," Christina Aguilera's "Back To Basics," and Cherish's "Unappreciated."So far, they're all pretty

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The funniest thing happened at my job the other day. It's crazy, but someone actually shit on the floor in the women's restroom.It was funny cuz I overheard a convo where my superviser was talking about how they were reviewing the tapes and the cameras (in the hallway) to find out who the person was that shit on the floor.A thousand people must go in and out of that bathroom throughout the day,

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I've been known to put myself out there like it ain't-a-thang, so this post def'ly won't be that big-a-deal or any different than what y'all are used to.So anyway, the past three weeks have been CRAZY for me cuz I've been working around the clock trying to get that overtime, but all of that money is going to FICA and everybody else. I was so pissed when I got my paycheck and saw that they took

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So, this is gonna be one of those random updates cuz my ass has been nowhere near blogland in the past couple of months.WORKI've been maaad busy working, and it's all good cuz I don't really wanna focus on anything other than that right now. It's become like my second home. I've literally been pulling some 12 hour days, but I'm not gonna complain cuz my paycheck was pretty nice today.My

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Last night, I got enough courage to go to the infamous Parliament House aka "PH" for the first time. It's a popular gay club in Orlando, and my boy has been trying to get me to go out there forever. I kinda shy away from the whole gay scene sometimes cuz I was just trying to avoid the usual drama and also my ex.Anyway, I was in the mood to go, so I went. I dressed in all black, and I knew I was

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Last week I got away for a few days.I went up to Gainesville to visit my peoples.It was a good little escape from my normacy and it took my mind off a lot, and redirected a lot of my thoughts.Now, I'm actually thinking about moving back up there next month.I don't have anything or anyone keeping me in Orlando anymore, and I'm really missing my friends.My boy told me moving back there was like

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I know it's been a good minute since I've last posted. The truth is, I have written a few posts, but I haven't published them yet because I haven't felt the desire to. Plus, I've been kinda busy. Here's one I wrote a week ago, though...Last week was a little burdensome for me, as far as my family life is concerned. I try to play it off like everything's all good. Like I'm chillin, and everything

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Monday 2:49AMI get this text message from this dude that I've only spoken to three or four times in the past couple of months. I'm not interested in him at all and am not looking for a boyfriend. He works near where I live, so I usually run into him on my way home from work at his job.I think he got my number because he went through my friend's phone and got my number.It's funny how I jump on

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So I keep trying to get away from this damn blog but I can't bring myself to do it. But anyway, I've been in a real R&B mood for the past week, and usually I'm not. I guess because of how mellow I've been all week. Haven't been too excited, just kinda chillin. And, yes I'm doing alright.I usually lean more towards the type of music, usually hip hop, that reminds me of being up in the club, drunk

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The past few weeks has given me time to take the inward look, to seriously make a decision on whether or not to live, to grow, and to prosper; or to continue to go down my current, self-destructive path and just... die. For real. The conclusion I came to was as simple as that.Life is breaking me, and wearing my ass out right now. I keep a lot of my thoughts and feelings to myself, but if I need

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...and suck me down later.Why do we go through life seeking love, comfort, affection, and/or a piece of ass? Some people do it, like myself, because they never really got it growing up. My family was never the "lovey-dovey, affectionate, how-you-doin" type of family. Some people, I guess, have experienced so many let-downs, setbacks, and disappointments that it's the only thing that gives them

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So I'm better now. I understand what it is, and there's a lot that I have dissected in my perception of the "other type" of gay male's mental anatomy. I have my own blunt theories and understandings of dudes and why they tell you the things they tell you, lead you on, and deceive you -- even if that wasn't their original intention. Some people just don't know how to properly express themselves or

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"One day you're gonna let me love you. All I want to do is make you happy, and you will be. I promise."Those were the words I textd to my boyfriend on our way to Miami yesterday. He wanted to take me to South Beach and have some drinks at Fat Tuesday, and watch the game on the big screens. He was on his phone texting someone, so I figured he'd be surprised by what he'd read not expecting it to

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They told me to stay away from him. They told me to leave him alone. They told me to take it slow. They told me to focus on myself. They told me that he would lie to me. They told me he would cheat on me. They told me he would hurt me terribly. They told me he wouldn't be able to commit. They told me he'd never want a boyfriend. They told me this. They told me that, and still I continued to get

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The past week has been tough for me. My parents found out about me and it has become the biggest nightmare. The thing about it is, I had no one to really talk to about it, and had to really just digest all of what was going on. It was like eating poison, the way I'd been feeling emotionally, and I feel all alone through the whole thing.The night that it actually happened, I was waiting for my "

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One thing I usually do to make myself feel better or to get something off my mind, so I can move on to the next thing, and redirect my thoughts and focus to another direction, is to write.This time, however, that turned out to become a counterproductive action that resulted in the loss of communication between myself and someone close to me, of which I care very much about.At this point, I know

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So I had the opportunity to finally meet another blogger face-to-face and in the flesh. I can't say who 'cause he doesn't even put his pix up on his own blog, but we've been cool for a long time now. This was his second time in Florida and finally a vacation for him.I was dead-ass-tired, but wanted to be a good host and get him away for a minute. With me came my boy and new blog homie, Tito.His

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PART ONE ::The Black / Gay Community's Perceptions and Stereotypes...One thing I've learned to accept is the things I can't change and the things I can't understand. It's sometimes a struggle, but I find myself often wondering why people do the things they do, say the things they say, or whatever and have to keep reminding myself that it doesn't matter and to let it go, because people very

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This was my first time on a jet ski. It was so much fun, and this is the closest I'm gonna get to a "real" post today.I start my new j-o-b in the morning. I've just had my first weekend off in 9 months! My old job actually called me AFTER my last day and asked me if I could come in and work for two more days. (Clearing my throat now,) Oh, hellllz no...I'd rather enjoy my free time chillin w/ my

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::Coming Soon... The #1 online source for News & Entertainmentfor Gay & Bisexual Men of Color Like my design?The website is schedule to fully launch soon with a host of exclusive stories, the latest news, club directory, gay business directory, event calendar, EXCLUSIVE "Man of the Month" photo shoot, Message Board, contests, and much more.You can go to the website now and sign up for the

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::Open Relationships... Far from the truth, I was with a friend the other day that told another friend that I was his boyfriend. He gets a kick out of playing with peoples' minds to see how far he can go to deceive them. His friend knows he is not the "boyfriend type" and that there was probably close to no way in hell that I would be dating him. He then proceeded to tell his friend that we had

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Walking into the theater last night, I found myself full of every judgment I had about Tom Cruise and his ever-so-public personal life with Katie Holmes and his decision to actually impregnate her, not even to mention the jumping on the couch thing with Oprah, and how he's been hating on Brooke Shields.But then the movie got started, and my focus went from those judgments to his cheezy-ass smile

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It's funny how things work out sometimes. When you give up hope, when you feel defeated, when you feel like you're lost, and have no where else to turn to, when you have no hope for your future, or finding a place of understanding the reason and purpose behind "what the hell just happened" in your life, there's something that takes place to cause everything to shift back into its rightful place.

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So, by now I'm sure everyone knows about the new United 93 movie that'll be out this Friday. Personally, I was a little disturbed and when I saw the previews, I immediately sent out a mass email to all my friends and asked them their opinions about it. I think that it is way too soon for them to come out with a movie like this because it is a present problem, something we are still dealing with,

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There comes a time in a person's life when they get fed-up and frustrated with all the bullshit handed to them and the people that cause the drama within their life. It brings about frustration, annoyance, weariness, anger, bitterness, and the attitude of being fed-the-fuck-up.The never-ending drama of me and my ex has yet again taken another extreme toll on me, and this time it's at its

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One of the many things I can not stand is people that get over on you and are content with knowing that they have. They wake up every morning with a clear conscience and can look at themselves in the mirror each day and still feel good about themselves. To think that there are people in this world that are that devious amazes me every time I think about it, and I wonder why I act so

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One thing that I've always been taught was that life is not a gradual thing. Life comes suddenly, and that we should live every moment as if it were our last. To be able to see, think, touch, feel are all reasons to continue with life. We suffer many hardships, but some things come in life as a necessity to prosper us, to strengthen us, to challenge us, to make us better individuals.Each of us

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