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?

Sunday, May 25, 2008

hatinlove.

love ain't s'posed to feel this way
love ain't s'posed to hurt or cause me pain
love ain't s'posed to make me cry
but now i'm tryna wipe my eyes...
trey songz - hatin love.mp3


[ sighs ]
i mean... it's not like i expect him to be there ALL the time. that's just silly... but i texted him early in the day.. like EARLY to let him know that i needed to talk to him.. called him early, asked him to call me when he got out of the party... and he doesn't even do THAT. i'm just.. i'm at the end of my rope. every time i've really needed him, it's something else... "i fell asleep", "i got in late", "i was driving".... yeah, but... what about me?


peace.

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