A mental cure, To know some one thinks about random, everyday life, and still cares about humanity. a dip of sense of humor, over-chatting (I'm a girl, i talk because I can) Music after all music tells my story sometimes better than I can. And a complex girl making a way in this world. Thank Me Now, I might not be here later.
Realness still exsists
Hip Hop's favorite?
Friday, September 23, 2011
Dang Lauryn, stay out of my mind.
He stole the heart beating from my chest I tried to call the cops, that type of thief you can’t arrest. Pain suppressed, will lead to cardiac arrest. Diamonds deserve diamonds,but he convinced me I was worth less. When my peoples would protest,I told them mind their business, cause my shit was complex. More than just the sex. I was blessed, but couldn’t feel it like when I was caressed I’d spend nights clutching my breasts overwhelmed by God’s test-Lauryn Hill
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