Thursday, August 7, 2008
Seriously!??!
Who the hell has pink high heeled ballerina shoes anymore? Pastel pink at that! I am trying to go through all my shoes and throw out what I don't need to bring with me to the new spot... and lo and behold I ran across these...
First off...they are the wackness.
Second...they may not look like it but they are hella high...hella high...I couldn't even walk across my floor without wobbling.
Third...I can't even think of the outfit....oh shit, yea I can...I can think of the exact outfit I wore these with. And I must say...I was lookin' HOT as a muthafucka....being the sexy muthafucka that I am (Prince told me, he even sang me a song that said so)...Either way, I threw these out with some more wackness... shoes that I had no business holding onto.
I came back 15 minutes later and took these pink prissy mugs out the SalvationArmy drop bag....Never know what I could use these for later on down the road...late one night and whatnot.
Another thing...
Since I am leaving …moving states away…I have been walking around butt booty naked with curtains open wide and windows open…fuck it.
If I had a webcam I’d probably pretend I was a part-time porn star and make this shit work to my advantage………$$$$
INSTEAD OF…Walking naked because it’s hot as Hades up in this muthafucka.
Lastly, yea...I'mma miss you too. The last time we hung out... you came back and got me...you always got me...thru thick and thin...you've had my back.
Who is gonna save me...from me? Who I tell you?!! No one! See, I cain 't even be wild like that when I move.
You and I have been thru some things...some drama...some laughs and some other gushy stuff. Like you always say, we are the same person...and if they knew us like we know us, they'd understand that shit ain't always good...lol
Tonight is my last night in New York City... promise, no bruises or marks...lol
And last lastly... this is me walking away from Harlem, from New York...
I hear you New York...tellin' me...
"Don't let the door hit ya, where the good lord split ya!"
I swear New York is a muthafucka!
That's alright...New York gonna miss me when I ain't there to wine and dine...talk sweet and make love...manipulate and expose...and envelop myself in all that is Gotham...
B~E~Z
First off...they are the wackness.
Second...they may not look like it but they are hella high...hella high...I couldn't even walk across my floor without wobbling.
Third...I can't even think of the outfit....oh shit, yea I can...I can think of the exact outfit I wore these with. And I must say...I was lookin' HOT as a muthafucka....being the sexy muthafucka that I am (Prince told me, he even sang me a song that said so)...Either way, I threw these out with some more wackness... shoes that I had no business holding onto.
I came back 15 minutes later and took these pink prissy mugs out the SalvationArmy drop bag....Never know what I could use these for later on down the road...late one night and whatnot.
Another thing...
Since I am leaving …moving states away…I have been walking around butt booty naked with curtains open wide and windows open…fuck it.
If I had a webcam I’d probably pretend I was a part-time porn star and make this shit work to my advantage………$$$$
INSTEAD OF…Walking naked because it’s hot as Hades up in this muthafucka.
Lastly, yea...I'mma miss you too. The last time we hung out... you came back and got me...you always got me...thru thick and thin...you've had my back.
Who is gonna save me...from me? Who I tell you?!! No one! See, I cain 't even be wild like that when I move.
You and I have been thru some things...some drama...some laughs and some other gushy stuff. Like you always say, we are the same person...and if they knew us like we know us, they'd understand that shit ain't always good...lol
Tonight is my last night in New York City... promise, no bruises or marks...lol
And last lastly... this is me walking away from Harlem, from New York...
I hear you New York...tellin' me...
"Don't let the door hit ya, where the good lord split ya!"
I swear New York is a muthafucka!
That's alright...New York gonna miss me when I ain't there to wine and dine...talk sweet and make love...manipulate and expose...and envelop myself in all that is Gotham...
B~E~Z
Sumptin To Say:
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How do I say goodbye to what we had.......
the good times that made us laugh......
outweigh the bad.........
I thought we'd get to see forever.........
But forevers gone away........
It's so hard to say goodbye..... to yesterday-eeeeee.....
Gotham is gonna miss you bloop..........
the good times that made us laugh......
outweigh the bad.........
I thought we'd get to see forever.........
But forevers gone away........
It's so hard to say goodbye..... to yesterday-eeeeee.....
Gotham is gonna miss you bloop..........
This is not goodbye. This is see you later. Do your thing down south the same way you did it up here.
I wish I was there to take all your excess shoes, Gurl!
All the Best! I wanna be (free) like you when I grow up!
Enjoy! Stay in touch Bubbula! And let us know when we can buy the Fathers book.
All the Best! I wanna be (free) like you when I grow up!
Enjoy! Stay in touch Bubbula! And let us know when we can buy the Fathers book.
Safe travels.
I was gone tell you, that you gonna regret throwing out those shoes.
Everyone who comes to my house asks me what's up with the sheers. Reading this, I finally get their point of view. Oh my.
I was gone tell you, that you gonna regret throwing out those shoes.
Everyone who comes to my house asks me what's up with the sheers. Reading this, I finally get their point of view. Oh my.
I like ULTRA heeled shoes. Pastel Pink . . .*chuckle* Have fun in you new state (and what's wrong with being nude?)
i can't find your email address, so hopefully you get this ... I just wanted to say that I hope you are doing better and that I hope you weren't hurt.
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