Writing My Wrongs

I needed these last weekend... instead...I wore no panties.
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I’ve been in this Nina Simone stage for quite sometime now…and I am wondering what the hell that’s about because…well it’s rather dark.

I don’t know what it is about New Orleans…it makes me feel…dissolute, harsh, decadent, and sinful.
I’ve been thinking about moving there. I know that sounds so far out of left field and ...well…I doubt I’d actually like it if I was in the midst of “country” folk… and by country, I mean...gold fronts, red/purple/green extensions in the hair and that slow ass talking they do. Yea, I’m a pretentious city girl. Case in point…I used to think Beyonce was sort of slow in the yellow bus type of way for the longest time because she sounded like her tongue was too big for her mouth. Which is sort of ass backward because…I sound intelligent…but…

I wouldn’t live there forever…just a year or two. Cortney says I am too old to be trapezing around without setting down any roots somewhere. I had to ask him if I was suppose to settle for what he thinks life should be…or if I could live my own life the way I felt. He got quiet as any child who has been reprimanded would for speaking out of line.
Who decides what I should do with my life…or your life? Individually we do. We determine what works for us and what we need.
All we have is time…until time is all done with us…
...wouldn’t it stand to reason that I live that life how I see fit.
So…New Orleans is now on the radar. Doubt it will come to fruition…but nonetheless, it’s a thought.

Back to Nina… I had “IPutASpellOnYou” on repeat last night. It’s guttural…rather her voice is. I was thinking that… she was gangsta for the line’s in red below.
She’s like…I give a fuck what you want or think…right now…I am yours.
But before that she’s like…calmly saying… “you know better daddy”…

I’ve got a drafted post…titled “You Knew”…and that line reminds me of it.
Yea, she’s put me in a dark place…or rather…I’ve joined her there.

I’ve put a spell on you…

I put a spell on you
cause you’re mine

You better stop the things you do
I ain’t lyin’
No I ain’t lyin'

You know I cant stand it
You’re runnin’ around
You know better daddy
I cant stand it cause you put me down

I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I don’t care
If you don’t want me
I’m yours right now

You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine