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Redemption Song- Bob Marley

I love singing,

especially with my daddy.



Daddy, I love you.

Do you believe?

7= lucky
7= completion
7= perfection
7= holiness

Personal Details?

for niki.mac



On my fingernails- I can not keep polish on my fingernails for an entire day. If the polish on one of my fingernails is streaked; has a small bubble or the tiniest chip, I will take the polish off all of my fingernails.


On my closet- My closet is stuffed with pretty dresses and sexy sandals because I don't wear them.


My college friend plays the piano. I want to learn how to play the piano.


My best friend is a Hollywood party girl. Sometimes, I am a Hollywood party girl, too.


I am a dancer.


I am a perfect stranger.


I am a late-bloomer.

Do you write in the middle of the night?

Do you write in the middle of the night?
Do you write during the day?
When you are sad, do you write?
When you are happy, do you write?
When you are vanishing, do you write?
When you are self-conscious, do you write?

I really want to know

Did Kanye and Alexis break up?

Questioning Wednesday

I just wonder

Do you ever

Think of me

Anymore

Do you

Do You (chorus) - Ne-Yo


How many ex-boyfriends or ex-girlfriends do you have?

How often do you think about any of them?

Beyonce and Jay-Z

In New York, some people believe Beyonce and Jay-Z had a "commitment ceremony" on April 4, 2008.
Are they traditionally and legally married?
What really happened?
I don't know.
Let's ignore them.

This is not a poetry blog.

I will be sharing pictures, videos, short stories, book reviews, music reviews, and movie reviews.
Because I live in Los Angeles, I must talk about celebrities on Fridays.


What do you want me to post?

Are you alone?

Alone - Edgar Allan Poe





From childhood's hour i have not been

As others were- I have not seen

As others saw- I could not bring

My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken

My sorrow; I could not awaken

My heart to joy at the same tone;

And all that I lov'd I lov'd alone.

Then- in my childhood- in the dawn

Of a most stormy life- was drawn

From ev'ry depth of good and ill

The mystery which binds me still:

From the torrent, or the fountain,

From the red cliff of the mountain,

From the sun that 'round me roll'd

In its autumn tint of gold-

From the lightning in the sky

As it pass'd me flying by-

From the thunder and the storm,

And the cloud that took the form

(When the rest of Heaven was blue)

Of a demon in my view.

for jasmine

I am looking for the luxurious meadow

Among the upright and stubborn trees

So I can walk in its grass

Of fine crushed emeralds and find

A lazy rolling lake beside

I liked the free verse of the wind there most

Until I met the happy dancing flowers

Tickling my nose with

Jasmine.



I am looking for the luxurious essence of the meadow.

I have lost the scent of

Jasmine.

Reach Out And Touch Somebody

The other day I called my 15 year-old girl cousin, because I love her. I should not have called her. My cousin is really grandly rude. Her younger brother answered the phone. She was probably bothered. Her brother is thirteen and told me he's fifteen. He always tells me he's two years older than he is. The teenage boy laughed and had a smile in his voice, while we talked on the phone.

The rude sister got on the phone. I know she sighed. When I asked her questions, she answered in a few words and without enthusiasm. Sometimes, her voice was inaudible. My questions and her answers are unimportant.


Was she having a bad day? Is she clinically depressed? Is she arrogant because she's a TV actress? Perhaps, my 15 year-old girl cousin hates me.

Keep In Touch Tuesday

Today, call or visit a special someone.
Talk to your cousin.
Have lunch with a friend.