It Want Brake Me |
I fight and I fight. I'm strating to feel like I'm not right. In my soul I know, in my mine I'm confused. You know at times I feel used. Could it be just me, but other people see. The outlines I of wh...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 18:11:00 GMT |
My Son in Heaven |
I was blessed with a angel on December 11, 2008. God sent this angel to set these family straight. Closer and closer the family got. Just as he was about to establish his spot. He was lost on December...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 09:00:00 GMT |
I Dont understand |
When it come down to being a good friend. Why is there so many fake people. An baby I'm not saying hint hint. Racheal Hornbuckle. I was a damn good friend to you. ...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jun 2008 08:22:00 GMT |
Were Are the Real Women |
It's ashame that there aren't anymore real woman out there. But then It's few. They give you this fake attitude, oh I care. Damn I should've knew. When you come out the blue. Acting like you are real....
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 17:46:00 GMT |
Heart Seeks Nomore |
In my mind there is a pefect woman. A woman who understands my pain. She's so deep in my mind. I feel no reason to go insane. Then there I feel chills going up my spine. Experiencing goosebumps poppin...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 20:09:00 GMT |
Passion of a Kiss |
The things that dreams are made of. One of the reasons I feel inlove, that one touch that put my mind n the heavens above. The look that tattoed her name across my heart, that marked her face upon my ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 11:34:00 GMT |
Maybe It Will be Over |
Why is it that you try to be real with the world. Hold a normal convrosation. You talk to a woman not get between her legs, but to just a inoocent friend. Yall talk and chat and text. You even ask if ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 15:15:00 GMT |
Why Do People Play |
I’m tired of being abused. Tired of being used. Do people have a clue how I may feel. That their actions make me feel ill. To tell my business like I’m some stranger in the stree...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 14:59:00 GMT |
People Make Money & Money Make lies |
Enough is enough, I have had it. With all these motherfucking people all the motherfucking time. Playing with my patienns is a crime. I’ve been sick and tired of all these lies. This shit over s...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 01:47:00 GMT |
What is a REAL FRIEND |
As I lay back on the bed. My mind wonders to a undead. Can’t eat or sleep. I wonder is it a real friend that I keep. Did I wore out my welcome. Friend is an associate with a title. But a best fr...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 17:20:00 GMT |
