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About Me



I used to say that people wear different faces for different occasions, that everyone is fake at some point in time. I still believe this. I have more than one face. The face I wear at work is not hate same face I wear on the block or at school. I can't be the same person, but I am not fake. What is fake is pretending to be something you are not.If you are one of the great pretenders...please do not msg me.In the past year I learned more than my four years at Pine Manor College could have ever taught me: THE PROBLEM WITH LOVE IS YOU NEVER FALL ON YOUR FEET.WHoever said love doesnt hurt is a motherfukng fool. That idiot must not have ever felt it, feel me? The one who loves you the most will be the one to hurt you the most. ..
I am a writer, poet, scholar, worker, associate, friend, foe, woman, little girl, sister, daughter, lover, human. I am human.
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My Interests

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I'm interested in alot of things:
music,
poetry, books, parties, politics, clubs, movies, shopping....LIFE.
I love life.Don't think for a second that I am self hating because of the music that I listen to or the clothes that I wear (or don't wear depending on how you look at it). These things do not define me. I am a whole person, in all my flawed glory, this is me. Take it or leave it. I don't try to keep up the the Jones' because they're on the wrong escalator. I'm looking for freedom. My mind refuses to conform to society just to move on up in the world.Its simple really. I'm just a quiet girl who writes poetry. Read between the lines.

I'd like to meet:

I really wouldn't like to meet anyoone. Making friends is a long and complicated task. The evaluation process ( determining if this person is REALLY a friend or not) is far too strenuous for my mind state right now. I do re4spond, however, to interesting people. If your message begins with "Damn, Ma" or "Wassup Cutie", or "What's good with me and you" don't feel bad if you are ignored. MOst likely you have fallen under the "uninteresting" category and weren't worth my time. Please don't think I'm stuck up, because I'm not. I'm just not on myspace to smut off like most of yall are. ..

Music:

I like anything with a message and a nice beat...
I'm a big fan of Tupac, Common, Talib Kweli, and Lil Kim (go figure). I love reggae music! Cardinal Official, Vybez Kartel (bigup!!) If I can dance to it, I can feel it.

Movies:

The Lion King, Shattas, Eve's Bayou, Jarhead, Scarface, Something the Lord Made, Running Scared, Halloween, and Finding Nemo...

Television:

Law and Order, CSI, Without a Trace, The Simpsons, FAMILY GUY, Dora the Explorer, Blues Clues, and the news...of course.

Books:

No Disrespect by Sista Soulja, From the Limbs of Poetree by Omekongo Dibinga, Drown by Junot Diaz, and Men Cry in the Dark by Omar Tyree... Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys (a classic), Seasons of Migration to the North by Tayeb Salih, The Fire This Time by James Baldwin...The Fire Next Time by Randall Kenan, The Truth Book by Joy Castro, Gone Baby Gone by Dennis Lehane....The Secret of Me by Meg Kearney....The list is going to keep growing.

Heroes:

LIL KIM: She did what she wanted when she wanted and didn't care what anyone thought of her for it. She one of the realest females out there!
JON: Thank you for showing me your true self and allowing me to see that the you I fell in the love with and the you that exists today are two extremely different people.You taught me alot about my self and by freeing me from the mental chains that were suffocating the love out of me, you gave me my life back.
THERE IS NO SPACE IN MY HEART FOR HATE TO LIVE.
THE HURT ONLY MAKES US STRONGER..

My Blog

ROSEDALE PERSONA

TIARA..... is like summer, winter, noon, 1992 daughter, lover, sister, friend who loves poetry,cheesecake and fresh air who is afraid of flowers, gunshots, and the dark who wants to see ..:namespace p...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 08:53:00 PST

FIRE--CAUGHT

The gold moth did not love himSo, gorgeous, she flew away.But the gray moth circled the flame       Until the break of day.And then, with wings like a dead desire,She fel...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 02:22:00 PST

When a WOMANS FED UP

What do you say to man on his knees with tears in his eyes?   Nothing. Just stand there. Relish the moment. Fall in love with the fact that for this quickly fleeting moment you are in complete co...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 08:30:00 PST

HALF ON A BABY

If you have never experienced baby making, I don't know what to tell you... Its when you have created this being in your likeness--and you feel like God and Goddess--and you become invincible (because...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:17:00 PST

Untitled

I am running              On bare delicate feet After a dream that Like a mirage lies           . ..
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 08:46:00 PST

I Beg You

I beg you Keep my love safe Though it rests at the back of my mind In languid words It is tender It is yours I have given it to you Give it back when my eyes Seem low, shamed, hurt When I think in...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 08:44:00 PST

Put Simply

  I was in love with your existence              Before I existed, put simply Before trial, error, success And the gray area between  &...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 08:42:00 PST

i am NOT a poet

  My feelingsare tired of competingin def jampoetry slamopen micblues night riots. They are tired of being called poetry. My dreams  refuse to be raped and probedby these phal...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 10:52:00 PST

"Food For Thought"

  Old McDonald don't keep no Negro recipes on his plantation And he laughed when you ran From Mama's pots and pans As a Hungry Man turned Burger King Listen       &...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 10:27:00 PST

Snow on the Pavement

It is snowing in the ghetto   And I can see why White christmas Strikes fear in me See, there's no gifts They give us their dreams   Plummeting   In to our dirty streets And instead of ...
Posted by ..::ROSEDALE::.. on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 10:07:00 PST