naia. twenty. african-american. bronx born. harlem raised. random. preacher's kid. hyperempathist. aspiring designer.
co-founder of ORIGIN8TY9INE. renovative. messy neat freak. spiritual. extroverted introvert. bookworm. talkative. asshole.
gospel rapper. in love with love. writer & poet. imaginocreative. something like a singer. high quality example of intelligent design. mp3/internet/cell phone junkie. macs are evil. fragile heart. tough shell. txt msg'r. therapist. introspective. overprotective. night owl.
i'm not a player, i just crush a lot?

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

finally.

[ INSTANT MESSAGE SNAPSHOT ]

Naia: sometimes i wonder, with all things considered, why i don't use drugs. =/ not that i would... but like... what the hell stops me?
r e n z y !: Because you're smarter than that
r e n z y !: So stop that foolishness off man
r e n z y !: Look i've seen people who i care so much for, use drugs
r e n z y !: And it's not something you want to do believe me
r e n z y !: You wont be the same person even if you stop
r e n z y !: And you're too beautiful and too kind annd i like you too much for me to let that happen
r e n z y !: Okay pumpkin?
Naia: lol. i do believe you're the first person to make me smile since after dinner, renzy.
r e n z y !: Goooood
r e n z y !: You gots a pretty smile
r e n z y !: Keep doing it




[ sighs ]

now i can try to sleep.
in about two minutes, he fixed it.
sometimes, lorenzo's the only guy who gets it.

hopefully, the last blog for tonight.




pAce.

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