*****THIS is where I'm from:BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~**************************.. I'm classy... and wild. safe and daring... .. I'm a book worm... who can still rock heels. .. I'm professional... and hood. .. I love Bach... and Pink. .. I'm fearless.. yet I hate spiders.. .. I'm conservative with Tattoos... .. I'm sassy and confident.. .. yet unsure... and lonely. .. I love to kiss.. take long walks... .. I want children someday.. .. but not yet. .. I'm a touch of promiscuious... and flirtation.... .. with a sense of reason and restrictions. .. I'm perfectly imperfect... .. Nice lips.. .. quaint nose... .. long flowing black hair... .. I love the smell of roses.. .. and of gasoline. .. I paint my nails... and can use a saw to trim the hedges... .. I'm neat and organized.. and messy and disorderly.. .. I'm artistic.. and analytical. .. I'm young.. but wise. .. I'm free.. .. Yet trapped in the middle of my adolescence.. and being an adult. .. I love eating cereal... and laughing my ass off... .. I watched my first California sunset the other night.. .. that shit was bangin... .. I wear lipstick... and love to look pretty.. .. but I don't give a shit about getting up first thing in the morning and heading outside in my PJ's... .. I'm sweet, sensuous.... virtuous... .. and bad ass.. .. I'm a good girl... .. but when I'm bad, I'm better... .. I love rock, I love rap... .. I love rice krispy treats... .. I hate married men who seek fulfillment in women other than their wives.. .. I hate the fade of chivalry.. .. I'm not here for a father figure.. .. I'm daddy's little girl.. .. I'm not here to raise a grown man. .. Get your shit together... .. you should know how to treat me. .. Don't fall in love too easily.. .. I might hurt you. .. Listen to what I say.. .. .. I don't need to be controlled.. or run. .. I've been doing this shit for my whole entire life. .. I've seen alcoholism.... and drug use... and abuse... I've seen happiness... .. I've seen depression... .. I've seen fires... and drownings... .. I've helped and stood helpless. I've fought.. and I've walked away... .. I've written.. and sung in the shower... .. I've tossed and turned.. .. I've slept with knife by my bed. .. I'm not afraid of the hidden things.. just the things that appear harmless... .. Like boys that pretend to be men.. .. stay away from me. .. lol .. I have no time for you.. .. Where are you Mr. Man? .. I've got a song I want to sing to you.. .. I've got a kiss... a subtle, sultry kiss.. laced with my honey sweetness.. .. I've got killer eyes.. .. the kind that will make you love me if you make me work for it... .. I keep falling in love.. .. with no one to cushion my fall. .. Skinned knees... and bloody confidence.. .. I rubbed the dried blood away with a little spittle on my finger.. .. that last man.... .. he just wanted to play. .. The next one.. .. I just want him to stay. .. Did I mention poetry?? .. Or cool blues to subdue hot summer hues... .. I type really fast.I like to run.I sleep with a teddy bear..I can rock construction boots too and hit the nail on the head. .. Grew up on the East Coast..Scraping Ice off my windshield at the ass crack of dawn before going to work every morning.. .. I've worked hard to get here.Someone appreciate me dammit.
DL - Mirror
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gnaAWfCoMDU
uh huh.