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SuperWoman

The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart.

About Me

An exotic blend of Mongolian and Puerto Rican.I know myself to be an Exquisite Lady that is independent, smart, caring and down to Earth. My social circle isn’t as wide as I once held it. As I matured with Life, I learned many lessons in love, and my trust was left to deal with the consequences. I don’t let too many people write chapters in my book of life, because many still do not know the definition of Friend nor can they define Loyalty.I’m in a relationship, (13 yrs!) He is the other piece to my puzzle called me. We have been through so much together, like any serious relationship, you have your trials and obstacles to overcome. It is truly in these times that I found out who I was and what I expect or want in my life, so that I may be happy. It took me a long time to figure out how to live for me. I’m glad that I found this wisdom before my 30’s, because I’m still too young for all this drama in today’s dating world. (Save the drama for ya mama)Through it all, I am blessed to be with this man, I have watched him grow from a boy into a Man as he got to see me grow from a girl into a Woman. We learned together the importance of Loving and Life. Now we get to embrace a beautiful journey together as Husband and Wife!
| View Show | Create Your Own**Note to my Haters** When you thought you made me weak, you made me strong. The games you played trying to get in my home to prop your feet, you learned my love is something in which you can’t compete. So if you still think you can be me with the fakeness you speak, please come see me and you will be shown the true meaning of Defeat.--Remember we are all mirrors; look onto others as you would want to be looked upon.-- flowers layout @ HOT FreeLayouts.com MyHotComments
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Cold Silence

A cold silence clings in the air he's at my side, not as my lover, not as my friend, but as a stranger and I sleep on a bed of lies. I reside in a darkened cage of torment where I dwell in blindness,...
Posted by Exquisite Lady on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 08:50:00 PST