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?

Thursday, February 14, 2008

hurtandconfused.

[ text message snapshot ]

naia: These Valentine's Day singing grams are gonna kill me. How long are you gonna be up?
kevin: i'm going to be on the road by 4 so i'm getting some sleep now. I love you and I miss you so much :(
naia: You're still in Philly? 4 in the morning? I'm extremely confused right now.
kevin: Yea im n philly and we are leavin at 4 in the morning. Don't be confused about anything baby.
naia: Fine. I'll call you when i get in bed tonight. I love you.
kevin: Wats wrong with you?
naia: Nothing's wrong with me. Why?

[ /end text message snapshot ]


aaaaaannnnnndddddddd...
i haven't heard from him since.
called.
texted.
nothing.

did i sound really bitchy or angry?

[ sits in front of my computer and stares at the screen ]



guess i'll just take a shower and go to sleep.
wake up early and do this critique.
i'm SO glad i did my frnech homework already.


good night.


pAce.

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