.::my thoughts on life and everything in between::.
Edgy like her
With his lip ring
With her boots
With his swag
With her hair
With his bag
With her tattoos
With his attitude
With her friends
With her bong
With his connections
With her major
With his rhymes
With her moves
With his everything
And
With her everything
Don’t sit here and tell me you don’t hate yourself when all you want to do is copy every single FUCKING move that he or she does.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
Thinking. Yet again. About my insecurities. Zeus. School. Money. Love. Love. Love. Judgment. The kids. My health. My weight. Sex. Pain. Tears and why I still have some left. The Professor. Rejection. Excitement. Danger. You. Me. US. Your fingers. Poetry. Spoken word. Drugs. Alcohol. More alcohol. “friends”. My father. My mother. Growing up. Security. Random as all hell. Death. Fear. Hate. 11:11 and how I always make it, and dedicate it to you with a *4hk&h*. New Love. Where to find it. My past. My present. Who’s going to be crazy enough to take a chance on me? 21. SAGITTARIUS. Solitude. Suicide. TWLOHA. I’m just thinking. Just thinking.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
I miss his stupid ass.
I’m over him…but I miss him.
I tried to cry over him the other day and my body wouldn’t let me. I have no idea why, but I just couldn’t do it. It was weird, because after I tried to cry I laughed! I laughed hard too. It was funny, because I literally couldn’t cry over him if I wanted to. I don’t know, call me crazy.
But guess what?
I got a crush. Nothing major, as far as feelings, but it is major. How do I explain it? In due time I’ll let yall know. I’m scared though, its really an out of the ordinary situation. For me anyway. I know I’m all over the place but I missed you guys and I wanted to talk to you. Okay, I’ll hit yall later.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
This summer might be different. I hope it is. I pray it is. I was bored and broke last summer. That means I was in the house on the computer, eating, watching the idiot box, or sleeping. While I did cherish that wonderful sleep, I can’t be idle like I was last summer. I mean ill be working and going to school (yay!), but that can’t be my life. That’s high school all over again.
I really don’t want to plan my summer, because where’s the excitement in that? But I do know what I want to do. (Ah yes! Another list)
-Go to Cafe Grumpy (Chelsea, NY)
-Go to Van Gogh’s Ear (Union, NJ)
-Get another tattoo
-Go to a play
-Build my portfolio
-Have a huge waterfight (lol)
-Wear my natural hair atleast once
-Meet Inka Essenhigh (i can dream)
-Go to a film festival (not likely)
What do you think? Not that I actually care, just being polite.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
Here are just a few blogs that received a lot of hits in the past for my newbies, because I know you didnt go that far back into my blog posts. Enjoy!!!
Why does everyone think theyre in love?
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
I love art, especially paintings.
Georgia O’ Keefe is my favorite artist.
I like foreign films with subtitles.
I want to be a photographer that takes amazing photos.
I like being photographed when I least expect it, because they make for the best photos.
I want to model and have a spread in popular a magazine.
I want to travel overseas, but I want to frequent the local areas, just like Anthony Bourdain.
I want to travel to The UK, France, Italy, & recently added Spain.
I like walking, because nature helps me clear my head.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
I’m at bootcamp, just a spectator at the time. Deciding whether or not I want my time to be spent this way. Until I spot her, the one who wants his heart. She’s struggling to run through the tires. She runs and falls almost immediately.
I got this
I go put on my army gear and get in position to win this rat race.
I run. I dominate.
She runs. She falls.
All eyes on me as the swag I didn’t know I had shone through. I’m doing my cocky walk.
Cant tell me shit
He spots me and a smile creeps upon his face. I smile and look away, I’m still feeling cocky.
A sergent yells “Lets go.” and everyone boards the bus.
I’m still feeling myself but not as much as before.
I sit down and he sits next to me with that same sneaky ass smile.
I spot her. She’s looking back at us.
Envy me bitch.
I look outside.
“Where are we going?”
“I think Canada.”
“What?!”
Everyone gets off the bus, I guess this is our recess. Him and I are walking, exploring nothing special.
From a distance we look like two people who like each other, but are too afraid to pursue one another.
I walk into a shop and get some food, he follows but we both get creeped out and leave. I think a sacrifice was about to occur.
There were tons of Jamaican flags around. Island people were outside dancing and singing. It didn’t bother us.
“So are we in Canada?”
“No” he laughs, with a hint of suprise.
“This is Columbia Heights”
“I have to go” as he disappears down the street. I like his black peacoat.
I make my way down a street and I’m suddenly by Howard University Hospital.
My back tooth is super loose.
My tongue’s curiosity is playing with it, and part of the tooth comes off. I reach in and take out the rest, the root of my tooth is spiked like a cleat.
I poke it and my finger starts to bleed.
When I woke up this morning I felt for my tooth immeadiately, still there. But damn, I can’t even escape Zeus in my dreams. He’s a nightmare. A beautiful nightmare.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
So today a friend of mine decided she was going to become more spiritually involved in her religion. She’s Muslim. Looking at her you wouldn’t guess it. She’s pierced & tatted.
I’m not going to say that I’m against it, but I don’t like change. (As much as it’s a part of life). And she’s not playing around either. She’s even going to start wearing her head scarf. She’s decided to cut down on the sinning, she said baby steps is the key.
When I asked her why now she said her primary reason was the ignorance of the United States scared her. I understood, because after 9/11 chaos ensued.
I don’t know how to feel, I’ve been telling her this ever since she let me in on this info. I’m not trying to convince her otherwise, I’m just making sure she realizes the changes that will occur.
I’ll keep you guys updated though.
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
Its so hot in my room. Yet I still put the sheet over my body. I’m thinking about Zeus.
Damn this breeze from the fan feels good.
Square one? Nope. Not even close. I haven’t had the desire to talk to him lately. You could ask why, but I’m just as clueless as you are. I do kinda miss him though, especially those soft ass lips. *sigh*
Nothing special, just thinking about Zeus.
Did I mention his fingers fit perfectly between mine?
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
So! Im on my blog again..thinking. Im thinking about a lot of things. Im thinking about the relationship between all of my friends and I. Im thinking about NIGGAS. I thinking about just random shit. Excuse the language, but Im my vibe is crazy right now. Im thinking about why the hell my PC is trying to get me to download this safari shit when I already have Internet Explorer. Im thinking about 3somes…I know you saw Gossip Girl. Im thinking about UndressingHer.com and why men get away with the things they do. Now Im on my best friend. Lets leave that one alone. Im thinking about my Godson…hey Xa! Im thinking about crying, because its been a while since i had a really good cry. Im thinking about how the rain is where I do my best everything. Im thinking bitch, dont ask me questions. I dont disturb you. I could cry right now..but im not. I’ll save it for another rainy day. It sounds like a poem..though its really not. Im just telling you what Im thinking..have you already forgot? JK Im a poet but im not willing to share my poems with you. I dont know, maybe one day ill share ONE poem with you..maybe. Oh and im thinking about having a guest writer on here…any takers? You gotta send me some work though…everyone isnt a blogger so im not taking your word for it. But I have to go now..ill revisit you later..look a butterfly }i{ lol
xoxo TiffaneyDanielle
