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my version:
I'm just an ordinary girl. You may meet me today and I am the epitome of perfection. See me next week and perhaps my hair isn't done. No I do not spend dollars and cents on up and over do's. I do my own hair when it's necessary and or feasible, for I know the power of a good wig or cute ass hat.
I'm not high maintenance. Sure you thought that when you saw my medi-pedi in flawless order. I must've been expecting you. I'm also the designated groomer of my nails and feet and well uh, you know the rest. I won't do chipped polish on the nails, I just take it all off and trust me they won't be filed in synchronized order either. I keeps the heels smooth but I fair likewise on the toe nail shaping. Who really gives change for a fuqq about that. Won't find that here. Not regularly anyway.
You will always find me clean and attractively scented. Or u won't be near enough to notice otherwise. No alternative to that.
Lastly but certainly most de…

Just A Prose

Why is the truth a bad word? No one speaks it and no one can accept it! I desire to tell, live and know the truth, no matter how damaging! I believe simple honesty up front is the best way to go. The only pain it causes, is when it's not openly present and later rears it's head as a slice of deception, not easily consumed by the best of us. Now there is no choice but to toss it out...
liars have an abrupt expiration date with me!


Deborah Cox - Nobody's Supposed To Be Here


How do I figure, sum, calculate your measure you're so different, remarkably intriguing. Your execution is like none other yet it's received with a comfortable familiarity. A cherished likeness to mine own and that of interesting reads and wants. Your way is what I need. You're not all together complex but have shown up in a place that had been missing from my perimeter of beings. No one says that, no one challenges that, no one soothes this. I mean other than a dream you keep on dreaming in hopes that a reality is near, no one presents like you. For me to sit amidst your words and ways is my benefit. I do that, I say that, I reflect this and you own it so well. Now tell me, not to compromise your integrity but tell me, don't you feel it too? You say you love me but you can't possibly love me as much as I love you. There's no way. If the sky's the limit, you must be up there, surpassing it looking down at my approach. Naw... there's no way you could pos…


Arrived at the polling spot early this morning looking casually fly. Had a lil bounce in my step that was fueled by my confidence and the fact that I show up systematically to make my "mark". I see some folks outside. These are usually the folks that may hand you literature on whom they wish you'd select.
Nope nothing... For the 27 years I've been voting someone usually has something. Not today.

As I became within an ears reach of em, I gleefully said, "g'morning". Nothing... not a word. [shrug] I'm going in,  donning a smile anyway. Get inside no one's around except the polling volunteers. "G'morning"... Nothing. Again, no one says a word. I scan the trail of signs along the table to see if they were significant to last name initials or such... Nothing. So I gaze upon them all and say, "Smith". One of the "workers" raised her head from a slumber and said, "Camille?" I veered in her direction and said…