tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-432445191551404002012-02-16T01:17:34.152-08:00suga and spice and everything nice...Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-50469939671684365112012-02-01T11:35:00.000-08:002012-02-01T13:26:50.188-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W920Eeo4T2Q/TymdmKu3rbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A-hqptb2pCs/s1600/65874_10150322415110015_573905014_15961419_2147079_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W920Eeo4T2Q/TymdmKu3rbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A-hqptb2pCs/s320/65874_10150322415110015_573905014_15961419_2147079_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704263682082975154" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>The wife and i use to this person being so vibrant and full of life..<div>Never a dull moment with this one...</div><div>everyone she meet always remember her and her craziness..</div><div>Our friendship have been timeless..</div><div><br /></div><div>we are more like sisters than anything and because of that, i guess i can tell when something is wrong..</div><div><br /></div><div>&gt;&gt;yeah something was seriously wrong&lt;&lt;</div><div><br /></div><div>So i guess the distance between she and us came a bit as a surprise, because we were so close...</div><div>even when we are miles ways we still close..lol</div><div><br /></div><div>I start questioning her actions,just a little bit..</div><div><br /></div><div>I mean she and i hardly ever talk any more </div><div>(my thought on that was "what the fuck is going on with her")</div><div><br /></div><div>The ultimate red flag for me though was her Britney moment..</div><div><br /></div><div>at this point the wife and i was like now she need "a serious intervention"...</div><div><br /></div><div>I was like 'no, let her come to us, because something is really wrong and being that we dont know what was going on we didn't want to come off like we are attacking her and cause her to totally shut down'..</div><div><br /></div><div>but the wife and i knew that or sister was not well...</div><div><br /></div><div>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><div><br /></div><div>Little sis and i was talking Today and yeah she admit that shit was fucked up...</div><div>she let out some things that make me want to cyber cut a bitch..</div><div><br /></div><div>====================================================================</div><div><br /></div><div>I would post the convo but i have to respect her privacy</div><div>====================================================================</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby Sis no matter what is going on right now,know that things will get better...</div><div>know that 'YOU' should never change who 'YOU' are to please anyone...</div><div>know that they fall in love with 'YOU' so fuck it if they wake up one day and think they can/want to change 'YOU'...</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby Sis never wake on egg shells for no one...</div><div>make them know your foot heavy..</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby Sis know that we always love you and always have your back and the bond we have is really unbreakable..</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby Sis, i know at times you feeling low, but pray about it.</div><div>(i know, i'm saying this) it works..</div><div><br /></div><div>Everything that is going on right now believe it or not is just a blue print to make you a stronger person in this little journey call 'LIFE"..</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby Sis you are always stronger than you give your self credit for...</div><div>change is good but sometime 'YOU' need to go back for that old person that is seemingly locked away at this moment...</div><div>you know who i am talking about,the girl who never make people bully her or anyone for that matter...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I LOVE YOU BABY SIS AND I PROMISE THAT WILL NEVER CHANGE</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-5046993967168436511?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-2823417552547512622012-01-31T11:58:00.001-08:002012-01-31T13:08:15.327-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--b-RQfyNdw8/TyhXxwoWIdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/700Rd1514us/s1600/ed1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--b-RQfyNdw8/TyhXxwoWIdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/700Rd1514us/s320/ed1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703905440444064210" /></a><span><span><br /><br /><br />Well this is my first blog in a good while..don't know why it took me so long to come back here..<br /></span></span><div>this was ,after all,my little therapy spot...</div><div>but hey...<br /><div>===============================</div><div>This is me saying WELCOME BACK ME!!..</div><div>===============================</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So for the past couple years i have been on a emotional roller coaster. I i must say it have not been such a joyous ride, but a well needed ride non a the less..</div><div><br /></div><div>where to start..Ok lets see-</div><div><br /></div><div>i am slowly getting over my daddy issues..lol..</div><div>we talked it didn't work cause i was still so angry...i cuss him out it didn't work because i felt like he needed to feel pain..i hated him it didn't work because i hated who i was when i hate so much so i prayed..</div><div>with a ol lot of praying i am getting pass that road block.</div><div><br /></div><div>with a lot of praying i am getting over my M_B issues..what happen between she and i really doesn't anger me as much and i know with me continue to pray and with time i know it will be all gone out my system.</div><div><br /></div><div>with a ol lot of time i have gotten pass my Ms Smith issues(the memories still tickles) but that is all it does,tickles..i mean i still think about her but its not as crazy as how it once was..you know what i mean..she is a wonderful person and i did love her (still do) but all that craziness is out my system..i can think about her being with him and not get angry..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>Its still a little bit too soon to be around her for too long though..</div><div>she is my drug and i don't want to have a re-laps..</div><div><br /></div><div>i know i sound crazy but damn that girl had a hold on me..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>this is crazy but so true..</div><div><br /></div><div>"time really heals"</div><div><br /></div><div>so i met a great person through out all this craziness,now she have become one of my best friends...she is super..pure and blunt...i love that about her..Love you wifey :) .</div><div><br /></div><div>you know what is crazy with me and the wife...she is crazy sexy and we have not done the monkey dance..lol..lol. and i am so cool with that..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>my brother is getting married to wonderful person(i'm so happy for them both)</div><div><br /></div><div>my lil anni also got married(really happy for her)</div><div><br /></div><div>still waiting for my sis to get married to her boo..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i have been with someone that is truly wonderful...</div><div>we been together for a while now.. i am happy but still being cautious...</div><div>with my past relationships being so crazy it scares me when things going so smooth..</div><div>i cant help but wonder when things going to star getting crazy..</div><div>but right now i am keeping all negative thought away from me..</div><div>we are good together and that is what i am working with.</div><div><br /></div><div>we both love and respect each other...its great when you find someone where you both are on the same page..</div><div><br /></div><div>======================================================================</div><div><br /></div><div>that was just a little update...will continue try to blog on he reg. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-282341755254751262?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-111636107390774452010-12-25T13:35:00.000-08:002010-12-25T14:20:54.500-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/TRZuEwvl5pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-dp6zTb1MfE/s1600/155595_10150322419755015_573905014_15961552_3021729_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/TRZuEwvl5pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-dp6zTb1MfE/s320/155595_10150322419755015_573905014_15961552_3021729_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554748218491135634" /></a><br />A friend of mine met a lovely fellow,they have been dating for a few months now,their relationship is ok but the boyfriend needs to cut ties with his ex woman's family...<div><br /></div><div>Ok so this guy is not from here he is from the states,his ex is originally a Jamaican,this guy helped his ex a lot and in the process he form a close bond with his ex-girlfriend family to a point that even though him and his ex are not together he still have a close relationship with her family..</div><div>What i find weird is the fact that the girl is not in contact with her family but he is. I mean this girl wants nothing to do with her family..</div><div><br /></div><div>i was assuming it was because she was a bitch,but bwoy was i wrong.</div><div><br /></div><div>it turns out that her family is nothing more that a bunch of parasite who only draw close to this guy to get what they want which shows that they dont like him as a person but for what he can give them..</div><div><br /></div><div>So him and my friend cam out for the Christmas..</div><div>After telling my friend that he will be going my his ex- fam house she agree...i mean he had a place to stay..where he was more that comfortable..i mean him have a place to stay food to eat and his woman...what more should he need...RIGHT?!?!...</div><div>But no he had to be courteous and show his face.</div><div><br /></div><div>as the dude reach the people dem house dem start search up the man things they didnt even wait until my friend leave...the mother did the searching right infrom my friend they going to turn to ma friend and say "DONT TELL HIM SEH MI TEK DIS ENUH...YUH EAR" like what the fuck...she really expect the man woman going to see ppl searching up him shit and not say anything...</div><div><br /></div><div>mek it was my man...i cuss out the ol a dem rass dem stay too bad man..HELLO!!..you did not give the man any money to buy anything for you so when the hell as the man back turn u going to go through his this...and taking what u wanna take knowing that either way you will be getting something...</div><div><br /></div><div>No sah!! dah one yah nuh right at all</div><div>Only to later fing out that the man laptop missing(a good amount of things missing) but something like a laptop...come on now...and to make matters worse the mother stole the laptop to give her man as a Christmas gift..</div><div><br /></div><div>I am not saying much about that because i told my friend not to make him go over there because i saw from long time how the people dem stay..</div><div><br /></div><div>so i was talking to my friend while she was at the criminal dem yard..</div><div>Lol!...i said to my friend that mi have up her man cause him holding her hostage..lol..</div><div>the next thing i know the dutty muma a ask "she a lesbian"..the she wanna chat to me...</div><div><br /></div><div>she come one the phone..right away i start talk like a British..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>PEOPLE!</div><div><br /></div><div>right away the woman skin ketch a fire...lol</div><div><br /></div><div>talking bout </div><div><br /></div><div>(dutty mumma) "A weh she come from?,yuh talk nice!"</div><div><br /></div><div>(me with ma British voice) "LOL,thank you!,i'm form England."</div><div><br /></div><div>(dutty mumma) "A true?!..yuh soun lyke a realy fareign yuh come from"</div><div><br /></div><div>(my friend in the background) "a lie!"</div><div><br /></div><div>(dutty mumma) "loud smile*..she seh a lie"</div><div><br /></div><div>(me) "yeah a lie...i'm not from england..LOL!..let me talk back to my friend"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It is too much to type right now so i will end it right here..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>But at the end of the day i blame my friend and her man</div><div>because she should not agree for him to go over ther..him and him ex not in anything so fuck her family.</div><div>and my friend should tan up pan her two rass foot and seh "no!..yuh naah fuck yuh ex or nuh body in her family so why the fuck you wanna still be up in them...your at my house,stay at my house".</div><div><br /></div><div>at the end of the day the saying is and will always be true..</div><div><br /></div><div>THE PAST IS IN THE FUCKING PAST!...MEK IT TAN DEH-DEH!..LOL..</div><div><br /></div><div>TILL NEXT TIME..</div><div><br /></div><div>MERRY CHRISTMAS...</div><div><br /></div><div>i soon type up my mix up..lol..lol..my life i tell you boy..</div><div><br /></div><div> yolz..lol..bless up yuh self..love you sweetie..lol</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-11163610739077445?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-84230420060245326342010-12-14T11:43:00.000-08:002010-12-14T12:47:35.956-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/TQfWB9ILhrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dw_p1fxghVs/s1600/150856_10150322424870015_573905014_15961669_3295945_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/TQfWB9ILhrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dw_p1fxghVs/s320/150856_10150322424870015_573905014_15961669_3295945_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550640394834511538" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I forgot my password and i was stressed out..so i have been aways for a little while,the heaviness of the world being on my shoulders really got to me i just had to leave and go back to nature...</div><div><br /></div><div>the view of the forest was a great stress reliever and the cold breeze just blow my stress away..awww good stuff(i tell you..if it was any colder my piss would freeze)...lol</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>so before i went on my little vacation i had another weird conversation with someone who got pissed at me for not accepting their friends request..</div><div><br /></div><div>i am still looking for in in my mailbox being that i delete them from my facebook inbox..</div><div><br /></div><div>here we go....</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "><pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; ">Michael sent you a message. WHATEVER - U DONT NEED TO ASK DUMB AZZ QUESTIONS. EITHER ADD THEM OR NOT. U AINT ALL THAT AND A BAG OF CHIPS. U AINT A SUPERSTAR TO ASK DUMB AZZ QUESTIONS. GET A GRIP- U PEE, CRAP, SNORE, GET A COLD, HAVE STINKY UNDERARMS, FART LIKE ALL THE OTHER HUMANS ON PLANET EARTH !!! GET OVER YOURSELF. AND DONT BOTHER RESPONDING- JUST GET UR ATTITUDE ADJUSTED- BE HUMBLE !!! </pre></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "><pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; ">Michael sent you a message. "GO AWAY LIL GIRL AND KEEP UR STANKY FART AZZ LEGGS CLOSED. U R SO MISEARABLE AND LONELY. UR GOING MESS UP A RELATIONSHIP ANYWAY !" </pre></span></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573905014" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Deme Anderson-Hepburn</a> </span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 4px; "></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="width: 400px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">i am where i need to be...and dont worry about my legs being closed..<br /><br />you calling me miserable and lonely like i said b4 go look in the fucking mirror..you are one pathetic OLD MAN...getting upset because i didnt add your perverted ass to my page..lol..lol..i hope its your relationship i mess up you fag..fuck you!...</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">===============================================</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">i could not find all the mail from this person because i blocked and report him as a sex offender on this social network...</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">But come on now,your going to get your panties in a twist because i refuse to accept your friends request?!?...</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">This is exactly the reason why i dont do that,if i dont know you i will not accept your request..if you dont know someone i know i will not accept you..i mean i put it in my status all the time...DAMN!</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ">in other news...i am here talking to the one that got away...this person is soo bloody pure...they keep me straight..lol..put me in my place...AT ALL TIMES..i guess i need that every now and then...</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" >i love this person to death man...my bestest buddy in the ol wide worLd...know Dem fi years...and they still can shut me up...lol..with out me ripping their fucking throats out....</span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" >i never told them this, but after they got away i always try to find someone like them but never did...been dating a ol bunch of ass holes but can never come close to finding someone like them..</span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I LOVE YOU D.G</span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" >-------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Anni come back a married woman to rass..lol..not literally...</span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" >she come back with a serious relationship...mi happy fi her still dem cute together..</span></div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-8423042006024532634?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-78077757132138448132010-09-10T17:31:00.000-07:002010-09-10T18:15:37.152-07:00what the hell is wrong with these freaky ass white old men?!?..<div><br /></div><div>don't get me wrong i have nothing against anyone...</div><div>i love old white men..</div><div>they are soo sweet to us younger "black girls".</div><div>i don't know if its out of guilt because they are sorry for what their ancestors did to my people back in the day of slavery..</div><div>but what the heck,keep on making up for your guilt i say...</div><div>show me how sorry you are..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>the most expensive item will prove to me how sorry you are...lol</div><div><br /></div><div>naah nah on the real...</div><div><br /></div><div>i love older guys and i love white men...</div><div>but its funny i never get them full(always mix with something)...</div><div>well not young anyways..lol..</div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>so i have a friend who dating this older white man...(its like most of my 'friends' was once with some older white man)...</div><div><br /></div><div>she is getting so annoyed with it..she explaining how she ready to call it a day and cut..lol..</div><div>she was like</div><div>"omg,D the man way too freaky"..</div><div>i was like</div><div>"lmfao"...</div><div>"D,yuh think i joking ...stop laughing at me man" she said..</div><div>boy i would really like to tell you guys all of what is going on with him and her, but the bitch read this and i dont wanna chat her too much...even though i dont think she would care..but i am respecting her privacy.. </div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>On other news...me time..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>jeeeezaaas...</div><div>my life is so damn unstable..lol..i feel like i am going to go crazy sooner or later...</div><div><br /></div><div>the amount of shit going i its hard to smile while alla this going but i have to some fass ass people wont ask questions and annoy me more...</div><div>i wish i had my girls here...</div><div>anni gone leave me and dutty Y_G way too busy(not a bad think skank)</div><div><br /></div><div>but i miss hanging out with your stupid ass...u bring out the laugh in me..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div>You know what is getting to me..</div><div>me and Mr leo. like come on damn it its not like you took my virginity (katel..mi nuh like yuh but mi love your music..lol)...</div><div>why cant i get over his big head...</div><div>i must admit though..it really isnt as strong as it once was...</div><div><br /></div><div>is my feelings for him dieing..do i want it to die..</div><div><br /></div><div>I think from reading most of my blog you will gather that i really have a hard time letting go..</div><div>emotional changes for me is a big deal..i dont know why..</div><div><br /></div><div>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div>I have been pissed off at my man from yesterday...his ass start acting shady..</div><div>If it was back in the day i would say fuck it and just do my shit. you know what i mean..but now i realize that i start to care to the point where i start acting rational,you know.</div><div>thinking about the situation and shit..</div><div>never me!!.</div><div><br /></div><div>awww boy gone are the days when i had no care in the world and as you slip you slide..</div><div>lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-7807775713213844813?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-80571741498768918642010-09-01T09:06:00.000-07:002010-09-01T09:33:46.728-07:00SO THIS ONE IS FROM THIS CHICK THAT ADD ME AGAIN JUST TO FUCK WITH ME...LIKE ON A REAL WHY THE CRAZY PPL FOLLOW ME..<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573905014" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: underline; ">D D_A H</a></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">who is this?</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=903095528" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: underline; ">Mysz Williams</a> </span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">Miss Material</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573905014" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">D D_A H</a></span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">ok why did you add me..where do we know each other from...what is the reason for you adding me...i have to screen who i accept..i run across a few weirdos on facebook...so what is your reason for adding me?..</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=903095528" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Mysz Williams</a> </span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">that is why there is an *ignore* button if u didnt notice it<br />it's neva to late to use it</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573905014" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">D D_A H</a></span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">lol ...hahha...yeah i notice it but the thing is i saw that u were friends with my man so i accept the request until i realized you are a fire starter..this is y,if u notice u are no longer on my list..hahah..</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=903095528" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Mysz Williams</a> </span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">i'd really like to BURST ya bubble RYTE ABOUT NAHHH!!!!!!!!! Really w i wanted to kno who this sad person was ( that was y i added yu )on my hunni wall freakin they self out then after u come like u so important whichin u are TOTALLY NOTTTT....i saw debbie n i remembered u dnt feel gud cuz trust me the last thing am lookin 4 is friends....<br />u A Freak as we both can see<br />makin ya sad ass look lame on trevor wall i love i love u stop bein lame dread have some pride!<br />Ya Man aye??? lol JOKEZZZZZZ<br />yeah u win he's your man<br />Future References i am not a fire starter I am The Fire.... Link!</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573905014" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">D D_A H</a></span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">uuummm.. yea.. so<br />at the end of everything the point is still that... U ADDED me.... u tried to be on my facebook FRIENDs list.. which means...u were looking for a friend..... i pity you..<br /><br />first of all i leave what i want where i want...why little girl..</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">he is my man...<br />second of all..being that he is MY man i can be a freak all the fuck i want...<br /><br />third of all little cunt...if u dont like what u read or see i can always get your skank ass deleted off his page..lol..<br /><br />LAME you say..lol..who is lame here..i mean i know i am important but damn you didnt have to go through the trouble to add me so you can view my page...be a good little girl and run along and go play with that ugly alien you call a child..<br /><br />you dont wanna burst my bubble huh...lol..hahahhaa..<br />if your going to start arguing with grown folks be prepared to say what you mean and mean what you say..hold nothing back i aint scared to hurt no ones feeling<br /><br />PS..<br />PLEASE STOP MAILING ME YOU DUMB ASS LITTLE BITCH..</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">=====================================</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">THIS IS WHERE SHE GETS REALLY RETARDED..LOL..BUT SEE FOR YOUR SELF READ ON..LOL..</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">=====================================</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=903095528" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Mysz Williams</a> </span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">Hahahaha; BITCH I laugh at silly hoes like you! One thing I don't like to do is run on but I'm going to step out of character a bit right now because your ass needs to get set straight because come like you lost. How could you possibly fix your twist up ass mouth, like you is a seizure survivor &amp; call somebody's child ugly? With them "three raggedy-ass musketeers" of yours. Your pussy must had to have been CURSED to reproduce them. I only added you to fuck with you in the first place BITCH, so instead of you sit your lame, bauld ass head down &amp; absorb the attention &amp; be happy that somebody as high classed as me even acknowledge your bum ass! I mean really, it's good to have a high self esteem but your wrongfully conceited because I don't know how much energy Trevon put's in to his dick to fuck you- cause clearly he hit a nerve to make you think that you are somebody WHICH YOU ARE NOT! &amp; you up in church falling out &amp; having the Holy Ghost like something wrong with you; Girl you ain't fooling nobody but yourself, that's damn demons in you bitch! Singing sideways like you so saved, &amp; sanctified! LMAO!! &amp; you all about talking bout ''MY MAN'' ''MY MAN'' like you ain't use . . okay, we all know that you had to pay him so that you could catch a buss, so don't feel to good about your self. I DO NOT WANT YOUR MAN homegirl, &amp; If I did I could be a skummy bitch &amp; take him in front of your face so keep your hot, cummy panties on cause things NEVER dat serious ! ^o) I mean I know your cock-eyed &amp; all but blind eyes could look at me &amp; see that you CAN'T even hold a candle to me.. LOL GIRL GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE.. I LAUGH AT HOES LIKE YALL! Bout you pity me . . don't pity me SLUT, be envious because I'm living the life that your pathetic ass could only dream off. I mean seriously, I'm so shocked that you sit your grimey lookin ass there &amp; felt superior for a second or two writing that like you ran some shit . . I mean atleast ACT USE.. Come like people don't add you often. &amp; watch your so called ''MAN'' &amp; make sure that he's as head over heels over you as you are over him.. Hahaha! Sad bitches.. Can't use yall for much more than cock blowing you know-but I don't feel sorry for you at all, bitches like you deserve to drink a bottle of bleach . . Nasty ass! Now if you be a GOOD BITCH &amp; don't respond I might donate some of my baby's things to your poor kids, it's them I'm actually sorry for, growing up malnurished, &amp; with a SLUT OF A MOTHER! WOW . . What a life to live !!!!!</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">==============================================</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">I DONT KNOW WHO OR WHAT SHE TALKING BOUT HERE...KIDS?!?!..ME?!?..WHAT?!?!...BUT ITS FUNNY AS HELL..LOL..CONTINUE READING..LOL</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">==============================================</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Info" style="margin-bottom: 4px; "><span bindpoint="authorLinkWrapper" class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper" style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:13px;"><a class="GBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573905014" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">D D_A H</a></span><span class="GBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink" bindpoint="reportLinkWrapper" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); margin-bottom: 4px; font-size:11px;"></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 460px; float: left; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size: 13px; "><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">WOOOOOWWW!!! you are actually even dumber than i thought( which if i told anybody about they would probably say was virtually impossible) DWL....<br />before i get into anything else though darling... of which kids do you speak??... u see.. u come up on my page looking through pics and getting all nosy, and apparently you are too dumb to realize that i don't have any kids??....<br />anyway... clearly you are slightly retarded... not to mention delusional so i will not get into that part.( stop hitting those pipes CRACK HOE!!!)<br />secondly:<br />SOMEBODY NEEDS A VOCAB REVAMP..... your grammar is terrible dear... with all that "good life" you claim to be living... one would hope that you wold have gone to school... or at least invest in some good English books.<br /><br />apparently u either know me, or wanna... because i don't know which church you saw me up in singing.,.......... but seriously most of your little message( well.. not little message.,.. your long ass epistle) made not an ounce of sense.. the entire time i was reading it... i was stuck trying to figure out whom on earth you were talking about... </div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content">so.. you've been in the bedroom with me and Trevor huh?.. u know exactly what went down??... good for you.... hope you enjoyed yourself.. seems to me like somebody's jealous of my "cummy ass panties" as u say and wants to be all up in them...lol<br /><br />before i conclude lemme say... whether u added me to fuck with me or needed a friend.... u still added me.. sooooo... umm.. yah!<br />n don't worry about my self esteem little girlie..... i pride the fact that its high and ridiculous wanna be ghetto ass weave wearing self pitying single mommas like your self cant take that shit from me :D<br />it would seem that your self esteem needs a little boost or you wouldn't be so intimidated by me( no need to say your not... u would only be contradicting your own actions) :D....<br /><br /><br />ooh.. and girlie.. i have shoulder length hair.... how am i bald??... did u just start making things up when u ran out out of idiotic rubbish to spit?..... because your mouth has just got to be a trash can!!!!<br /><br />lets end this/... because, like i said.. CLEARLY you are slightly retarded...... so i'm cockeyed.....{ have you even really looked through my photos??]( but your stupid! i think stupidity beats cockeyed... what do u think??)<br />damn.... i pitied you before!.. but i pity you even more now though.....<br />i haven't been to church in a while.. but u brought it to my attention and i think i will go... to pray for you my child.... you deserve it.. its obvious by your appearance that you've had a very very very very very hard life :D<br /><br />don't beat yourself up.... u are after all not the ugliest person on the planet.. though you probably do rank top five in that respect.....<br /><br />PEACE PEACE.. love and blessings<br />chaoi....!!! ♥<br />DOUBLE KISSES!♥♥</div></div></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /></div></div></span></div></div></span></div></div></span></div></div></span></div></div></span></div></div></span></div></div></span></div></div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-8057174149876891864?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-30972338685025302612010-09-01T08:34:00.000-07:002010-09-01T09:01:11.914-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">SO THIS IS A MSG FROM MY MAN EX...LOL..SHE IS SOO TUTE RIGHT..LOL..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></span></div>"Now look here don't you ever you in your life ever try to diss me because check this out when all said and done you'll never be me honey I'm more woman than you, SO DON'T LET MY NICENESS FOOL YOUR ASS real shit because I ain't that bitch to be fucked with because my bark is wayyyyyy louder than yours....and I'm no where near PATHETIC, I don't have time to play with nobody kids and that includes you.So you better pump your brakes real quick honey trust and believe I don't believe in this debate over no internet because I will come down there to fucking Jamaica or where the fuck you from and mark your ass off the map honey. My toys is wayyy bigger than your and they make very loud sounds....You is was cool at first and you gets mad because you like to go on my shit and get pissed.LIKE I said to him he don't have to ever in his fucking life ever talk to me again because if it wasn't for me he wouldn't even know you so watch it honey before you get your shit shut the fuck down. If you was woman enough you could've been woman to ask me or confront me don't place no shit about me on the fucking internet now how childish is that? Now I could've been a woman Now you remember that you came to me and start talking to me...I never asked you ever in your fucking life to be cool with me, you chose to be cool with me. Now that I stepped on your fucking toes you can't handle it, now we can be two grown ass women about this shit or you just fuck off for real...now that's real talk."</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">===========================================================================</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">OK SO HERE IS THE STORY..I STARTED TALKING TO THIS CHICK ON HIS FB PROFILE BECAUSE I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS HANG UP OVER MY EX WHO DIDNT WANT ME..LOL..SO I TOLD HER I UNDERSTAND WHERE SHE COMING FROM I WAS BEING NICE ABOUT THE OL THING YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">THEN SHE ADD ME ON FB I ACCEPTED...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">SHE TOOK IT TO ANOTHER LEVEL WHEN SHE POSTED SOMETHING ON HER WALL IN REGARDS TO ME AND THE FACT THAT SHE HAD NO RESPECT TO ME AND MY RELATIONSHIP WITH T-BEAR..LOL..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">ANY PERSON THAT KNOWS ME KNOW THAT I HAVE TO BE PUSH TO REACT UNLESS I FEEL BORED AND THEN I WILL GIVE TROUBLE BUT NOTHING TO THAT EXTREME...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">ITS BEEN OVER THREE YEARS ...SHE AND HIM DIDNT TALK AND AS SOON AS HER ASS GET ON FB AND SAW THAT HE WAS INVOLVED SHE WANNA REMINISCE..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">LIKE SERIOUSLY AM I WRONG FOR CALLING HER PATHETIC..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">NOPE I REALLY DONT THINK SO. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">AND WHATS UP WITH WANTING TO COME IN MY OWN COUNTRY WHERE MI BORN AND GROW AND "POP OFF SON"</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">==========================================================================</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">AND THIS WAS MY REPLY...I WASNT RUDE AT ALL I PROMISE..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">==========================================================================</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">real talk my ass...</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">send threats all you want...and yeah you can take a trip here any time you want sweetie..lol..<br />i can give you the address if that makes you feel better honey..<br />just like how u i went on ur page and see shit you came on my page and see shit...<br />deal with that shit on ur own time and dont mail me...lol..<br />your toys..nucca please..lmao...lol..lmao...lol..<br />i write shit where i want... when i want...about who i want...so fuck you dude...and how can u tell me not to do something i already did...it makes no sense..<br /><br />i dont have time for this back and forth shit...<br />and "honey" the point is he is with me..you guys are old news...grow the fuck up and get over it...<br /><br />P.S...now yo ass sound extremely pathetic..<br />like i said..grow up..</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">================================================</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">UNTIL NEXT TIME..LOL..<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-3097233868502530261?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-73336333003092112032010-07-28T17:41:00.000-07:002010-07-28T17:49:07.765-07:00I dont know what it is but this song is soo fucking soothing to me right now...<br /><div>at least someone knows right..</div><div><br /></div><div>"Just gonna stand there and watch me burn...</div><div> But thats all right because i like the way it hurts..</div><div> Just gonna stand there and watch me cry...</div><div> But thats all right because i love the way you lie."</div><div> "!I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE!"</div><div><br /></div><div><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZO7nYZMscSg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZO7nYZMscSg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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with anyone...</div><div>i when to get ice cream by Devon's House and no sooner had i gotten there my panic attack sets in..lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>i wear my shades not only to protect my eyes from the sun but in a way its kinda like my security blanket i feel naked with out them..</div><div><br /></div><div>what is happening to me..</div><div><br /></div><div>My experiences with people from my past is turning me into someone i truly dont wish to be..</div><div>i am hating ppl more than the norm..</div><div><br /></div><div>i am a prisoner in my own body and mind...</div><div><br /></div><div>..........................................................................................................................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div>So the other day i was going through some stressing time helping out someone i care bout only to have them,pretty much, telling me to fuck off..lol..</div><div>so much for that..all those days of running around sorting shit out for you to feel comfy..lol..</div><div>why am i sooo fucking stupid and why cant i just turn my head when i see someone in need ...</div><div>here i was stressing over their fucking ungrateful ass...</div><div>i deleted the the person out of my mind..heart..phone and facebook..fuck that shit...</div><div><br /></div><div>..........................................................................................................................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div>so today my so call girlfriend told me she was seeing someone else for almost if not a month...lol..lol..lol. all this time ....</div><div>i dont know what to call it but..</div><div>her reason or her trying to explain her self was this..."why u getting upset you and Tweety nuh inna unnuh tings".lol..</div><div><br /></div><div>what the fuck...mi and Tweety...hahahaha i mean come on not..anyone but Tweety...she know what went on with me and miss smith..</div><div>people can have some fuck up reasons for doing things when their ass gets caught...</div><div><br /></div><div>Funny enough i dont feel as angry or sad as i though i would have felt...the smith thing still sting a bit even though i am so over that...but yeah that pinch more than this...i wonder why...</div><div>awww what ever...fuck alla that...</div><div><br /></div><div>..........................................................................................................................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div>I'v been in a six months relationship with a guy that i dont know if i love i say "i love you" but i dont think feel anything...</div><div>i say it for saying sake i guess...</div><div>i dont know if his feelings are genuine and quite frankly i dont care..</div><div>dont even know what that is...</div><div>you might think,its just me not wanting to be alone..</div><div>but i dont think that is the reason either..because we live on different islands..</div><div><br /></div><div>maybe smith's man right, i am just a big ol lezbo...hahah!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>..........................................................................................................................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div>I just wish i had even one person i could be close with...omg i miss feeling a girl against my skin..i miss her smell..i miss her taste..i miss hearing her breath and smile..</div><div>..........................................................................................................................................................................</div><div><br /></div><div>DAMN MY ASS NEED TO GET SOME PUSSY!!!...LOL..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-3191740261972934173?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-30700631321779912552010-02-06T19:45:00.000-08:002010-02-06T19:46:39.154-08:00THE DEATH OF HER FIRST(R.I.P LITTLE ONE)<br /><br /><br /> She walk along the street side minding her own business nothing or no one was her obstruction...<br />over come with her need to feed,feed on the almost faded life of her over populated city...watching as they go about their day to day living....living a life of sin and confusion...is that any life to live?..she ponder...she walked on as she heard the cries of a street child...why should anyone be force to live a life he had not wish for...why go on,when doing so he already know his Faith...the little boy walk over and looked in her eye...right then and there she saw his soul crying out...crying out to be release from this agony of a life he was force to bare...."release me", his soul scream...that was when it dawn on her....<br /> "i know what it is that i should do,i know its up to me to let these people go free".<br /> This would be the fist time she would ever go though with The orders given to her by the demons within...<br />By day she is a student at a well known university...at night she help her lost souls cross a hard but peaceful cross road...<br /><br />She went back to where she first laid eyes on the little boy,for he was first on her list...she had to release him of his pain...<br /> she lead him to somewhere that would be The last sight of his mortal being...<br />Yes, this would be her first act but she had everything under control,she was calm and collective...you would think she had done this time and time again....<br /> She question the 10 year old boy asking if he was afraid..<br /> "No" he said "should i be" he ask...<br /> "Not one bit,for i am only here to help you" she reply.<br /> With out warning she grab him from behind,she went on to introduce him to The death hold...<br /> the youngster went into a deep sleep...she stood over him, watching him,mystified by The look on his face...<br />"so innocent,so peaceful...sleeping with no care in this world..soon you wont have to care about anything in this life or the next"...<br /><br />She went for a blade she brought with her...she place his head on her lap comforting him b4 he move on...she place her hand over his eye,holding his head in place she slip from right to left...<br />The little boy jump up in shock..but surprise to see that his ending was indeed near...his first reaction was to hold his neck....she watch as The blood fight its way through him little fingers...watching as his eyes scream for help because he couldn't talk,she had cut way too deep...he fell to the ground and gasping his last breath she went down with him comforting him as he move on to a beautiful ending...<br /> <br />"its ok Sweetie, it will be over soon."<br />" try not to struggle it will soon be over" ...running her finger over his eyebrow watching as his soul slowly leak from his tiny little body...<br /><br /> ...::A Mortal Sleep a Endless Sleep::...immortality is earn not given::..<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-3070063132177991255?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-33738778318934756042010-02-06T19:19:00.000-08:002010-02-06T19:21:17.559-08:00This is a very old one from when i had ma blog on yahoo...<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><br />just sitting here thinking about everything that make sense and everything that doesn't....<br />I'm going to try and explain how I'm feeling...its like your on a beach some where,you and only you ..u know...just take the time out to listening to the soul of mother earth...its just a conversation between you and the wind...its like no one understand you but tha sand in witch your deepest thoughts are berried, and the sea in which our emotion rides the wave into the big empty nothingness...i luv the beach...its the only place i feel happy and free....when ever I'm there its like some thing out there is calling me .....the fucked up thing is i fear the water...and that fear is also hard to explain...maybe its not it that i fear,maybe its tha power that it hold that i fear...i don't get it y do i fear something so beautiful....but then again its a lot like luv....i do fear falling in love even though its where I'm at now....wat scare me shit-less now is it wanting nothing to do with me anymore...<br /><br />the earth....its tha most beautiful thing yet we take it for granted...she know how to nurture our every existence yet we try so hard to kill her...can you imagine living without feelin the sand and grass between our toes and fingers....smelling the sweet smell of life from how t he flower blooming to the sweet song of our feathered friends...<br /><br />the fire...have you ever look...no like really look at how wonderful and artistic the fire really is...the orange the blue the red and ohh so many other color...its extremely hypnotizing...its like once you start looking you cant stand to take your eyes off for one sec...its deadly beautiful...<br /><br />the wind...ohh how i luv the way u sing that ohh so beautiful song of freedom which i know we all envy...don't you just luv how the wind caress your cheek ever so gentle....how she wipe ur tear when ur sad how she sooth your lonely heart...don't you just love how she is always here for you...<br /><br />water...is our life source yes...she is ohh so seductive always tempting you with her calm swaying of her hips(waves)...you cant help but to have a taste...you cant help but to get between her/into her... u always want her to hold you; massage you with her gentle movement...or just listen to the stories she tell with out speakin a word....<br /><br /><br />its alot like love you see...when you take the time out to listen and appreciate what nature have to offer, you never wanna let it go.....once you get a taste of love you can never see anything else....I'm so deep in it it hurts....i don't know how to express ma self sometime....<br /><br />I'm afraid i might do or say something to let it abandon me....<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-3373877831893475604?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-14900837921637583402010-01-20T14:20:00.000-08:002010-01-20T14:33:42.534-08:00To be honest with you it saddens me to see so much people in need since this Haiti thing had happen..<br /><br />But it angers me to see so much people using it as a way to make money...most of these people not in it out of the goodness of their hearts i think most of them in it because to their own selfish reasons.<br /><br />I mean what better way is there to make more money that to slap on the name of a well needed cause...<br /><br />You think most people care about who putting on a fucking party..repossession is active this year more than ever...more so when this slave master call the Government is more active than ever..lol<br /><br />But slap on "This is a session to raise money for our brothers and sisters in Haiti" and you see how much money you make...<br /><br />Just the second day since all of this happen a phone company made well over 70,00US..<br />you think all of that going to Haiti..lol...i highly doubt that one...lol<br /><br />Its all about using people more so when they dont realize..<br />LOL our government have been doing it for years..<br /><br /><br />DO THE DAMN THING TO HELP OUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS WHO IS IN DIEING NEED OF HELP...NOT TO FULL UNUH DAMN POCKETS...<br /><br />PEACE LOVE AND BLESSINGS<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-1490083792163758340?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-17140827703601942102009-08-09T16:02:00.000-07:002009-08-09T16:27:08.123-07:00its kinda hard to loose someone so close to you...more so if the person is basically your second mother...<br /><br />i lost my grand mother last week...it was so sudden it like hit me and my family with out warning...<br />never seen some ppl of my family cry until that happen..<br />since then ppl walking around like zombies..what to do when the back bone of your family is no more..<br /><br />well her funeral is Thursday.<br />lets see how that one goes...<br /><br />i'm really glad to have the lil friends like mine who have been my shoulders and my head cause trust me when i say i have been well out of it...<br /><br />zombie trance in an understatement at this point..<br /><br />R.I.P GRAMZ...<br />LOVE YOU WITH OUT END...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />other news...<br /><br />boy i tell you...no matter how hard i try to stay outta ppl way...no matter how hard i try to look pass somethings it just make no sense...<br /><br />why is it that ppl who you dont see chat smack bout you..<br /><br />its sad when ppl are so insecure they feel the need to call my name and talk shit bout me...<br />i'm living my life.<br /> i hope they realize they need to start doing the same and stop watching me...<br />because i dont see them,or care enough to talk bout them..<br />so sad...so so sad...<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />other news...<br /><br />parents need to be parents and stop butting into their kids friends lives...<br /><br />its sick my stomach when a parent is so lonely they feel the need to befriend their kids friends in turn sit and chat the friends with each other...<br /><br />NEWS FLASH YOU OLD....FIND YOUR OWN FRIENDS...<br />FIND SOMETHING TO DO AND STOP SITTING ON YOUR RASS FASSING INTO YOUNG PPL BUSINESS...SHIT THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO TO YOU...GET A FUCKING LIKE YOU AND UR PICKNEY...<br /><br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-1714082770360194210?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-80657463273622438282009-06-22T16:49:00.000-07:002009-06-22T17:18:30.506-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/SkAeVeYNVtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/boimjax4S3I/s1600-h/golden.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/SkAeVeYNVtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/boimjax4S3I/s320/golden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350309711596836562" border="0" /></a><br />so Sunday morning i woke up beside him....its funny,we know each other for about 11 years or more and strange enough he still have the ability to make my heart skip a beat..<br />we broke up for about a little more than 9 years...<br />we go with other ppl but we always have each other at the end of the day...don't get me wrong he isn't perfect neither am i...in truth and fact no one is. but on the other hand for me he is to me...<br /><br />faith dont always deal you a perfect hand...you just have to play with the hand she deal you and see how far you can go with it you know...<br /><br />the guys after him i try to let fill his shoe but no luck with that...him foot too big..lol...<br /><br />you know i always hear if you love something/one you have to let it go and when and if it come back thats when you know its truely yours..well thats what i'm doing now....<br /><br />taking it slow see what happen...<br />i'm happy, he seem happy with or situation...<br /><br />him and i remind me of she and i....as in no matter how much years pass i will always be in love with them....<br /><br />love hurt when you dont have it...but i appreceate everything about it and then some...<br />how i see it, its better to be love and lost than never to love at all...<br />i enjoy everything about it...the love and the pain...though it hurt like crazy i enjoy it to the max...<br /><br />im happy to say "yes, i was in love with you...now i love you,and for ever will"<br /><br />i hope people if just for a sec could feel this thing we call love....<br /><br /><br />as for "Mr tall dark and handsome"....if we never get back its ok i'm just happy to feel what we felt for just a min...it was great....<br />if we do get back great...<br />now that we are were we are...i'm happy..<br /><br /><br />LIVING MY LIFE LIKE ITS GOLDEN<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-8065746327362243828?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-17958790154434388862009-06-21T09:02:00.000-07:002009-06-21T09:17:51.327-07:00isnt it weird how through out your life you come across so much different personalities..<br />some that is great,yeah cant get enough of them...<br />some fucked up enough that they cant stand the fact that u have a life and is pressing fwd...why is it so hard for people to truly be happy for their so call friends...<br />what more sad is the fact that u have some family members who mean you no better than that bitch ass you call a friend...<br /><br />bad mind is active people...more active now than ever...<br />recession kinda making people act crazy...lol<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-1795879015443438886?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-20983579107842213922009-06-16T11:48:00.000-07:002009-06-16T12:20:29.829-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/SjfwYXyY9GI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e6iSxiShDjU/s1600-h/sexy+in+ma+heels...jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/SjfwYXyY9GI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e6iSxiShDjU/s320/sexy+in+ma+heels...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348007384018646114" border="0" /></a><br />isnt it just cute when a man or a woman can own their sexuality and personality....just own them self..and love them self no matter what?.....<br /><br />how awesome is it when u come to the realization that the person you are looking at in the mirror is you and you are comfortable with the person looking back at you..<br /><br />some people go through their entire life not knowing who they are, or loving their self...people go through years of re-inventing them self because of what?..<br />boredom??!?!..<br /><br />naaah, i think its because they are not at ease with the person looking back at them for what ever reason...<br /><br />seeing some one so secure in their every being amaze me and i cant help but feel a little proud of that person...whether i know them or not...<br /><br />so with all of that bein said....<br /><br />rase ur glass to the sky and shout ....<br /><br />I LOVE ME!!...<br />I APPRECEAT ME....<br />I RESPECT ME AND THEIR WILL NEVER BE ANYONE LIKE ME....<br />FOR I AM WHO I WANT TO BE ...<br />I WILL NEVER BE-LITTLE MY SELF TO PLEASE NO ONE....<br />I WILL FOR EVER PLEASE ME....<br />I AM PROUD OF ME....<br />AND I LOVE ME!!!!....<br /><br /><br />A teacher once told me while helping me solve a problem..<br /><br />"there is many ways to half way tree"...<br /><br />traslation ...u can never loose your self in a proble because there is always a way home...<br /><br />once you love your self....NO ONE CAN BREAK YOU DOWN....<br /><br />and know this if you dont love ur self...dont expect someone to ever love you...love start form "you"...<br /><br /><br />***PEACE LOVE AND BLESSINGS***<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-2098357910784221392?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-10572658105478213302009-06-10T08:13:00.000-07:002009-06-10T08:25:20.591-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/Si_QSPsMvGI/AAAAAAAAADg/rA-leASjo2A/s1600-h/UnmaskingHypocrite.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/Si_QSPsMvGI/AAAAAAAAADg/rA-leASjo2A/s320/UnmaskingHypocrite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720294580206690" border="0" /></a><br />how hypocritical of her...i mean she did all these things and expect everyone to just roll over and laugh while she rub our belly...<br /><br />come on now....<br />she said what she said and did what she did and now as i call her for my money she going to act like she and i are the best of friends....<br /><br /><br />she saw the dude the same one she delete out her life just because he is friends with me and my family...she saw him and smiling her face off like nothing is wrong...<br /><br />is she mental... mean come on now....<br />i wonder how i would react to her and her fake personality...<br /><br />up till this day i have yet to voice how i was feeling towards what she did...<br /><br />its just sad how people can do shit and act like nothing was wrong....<br /><br />i guess i am still in shock as to how the situation went down.<br /><br />i always say "you live what you learn"...and i learn plenty<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-1057265810547821330?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-35614775532195773232009-06-08T07:44:00.000-07:002009-06-08T12:55:42.716-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/Si1rzksrH3I/AAAAAAAAADY/P6qjo41mtAM/s1600-h/My_love_is_gone_by_Angvil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/Si1rzksrH3I/AAAAAAAAADY/P6qjo41mtAM/s320/My_love_is_gone_by_Angvil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345046866527199090" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><br /><br /><br />its been a while since me and her was together....<br />it was good, bad and now non existent...<br /><br />we win some we loose some we move on...<br />i cant help feeling how i was feeling, i explain my feelings and leave it be...<br />i know what i am feeling you obviously dont...<br /><br /><br />i too wish i could go back in time and eliminate some of the things that happen.<br />yeah i got hurt who haven't?<br />but we move on...<br />i'v moved on...more now than ever thanks to your little not...<br />i refuse to let anyone use me as their obstruction.<br /><br />every one in this world get angry at some memory triggered by a little bad memory...<br /><br />every one!....<br /><br />use that and judge me.<br />go right ahead i don't care...<br />i'm tired of trying to explain to you about how my feelings work..<br />how my head work..crazy at times i know but what ever.<br /><br />shit happen that i regret too you know.<br />not being with you in your time of needs was one of them.<br />i tried making it up to you but did you let me..no, insted you push me away,<br />you wouldn't have it.<br /><br />what was i to do?!?...<br /><br />i am a silently angry person at times.<br />what can i do about that, its just apart of my personality ..<br />but again you don't seem to understand that....<br />we all judge.<br />its humans nature...<br />you do it, i do it, the world does it...<br /><br /><br />you have enough time hun...<br />you can get "out" permanently its up to you, do what ever you think is best....<br /><br />if i knew back then what i know now i would leave it where it was to begin with too.."FUN"...<br />its life i guess...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">see the funny thing is no one asked you to play nothing...<br />i express my self to you.<br />why would a person wanna play the guilt of anything...<br />you are your own reason for you guilt not me.<br />i made nothing happen your are the the cause of what ever guilt you feeling so accept it or not...<br />it really dont matter any more.<br />i never once took advantage of you kindness or you..<br />never once.<br />so i honestly dont see the need of that lil comment.<br /><br />i know i can do with out her why would she think i cant...<br /><br />a relationship with her is not the air i breath...<br />its not the food i eat...<br />i enjoy being with you because you MADE me feel something i never felt before.<br /><br />i am sooooo so so sorry for ever opening up to you<br />this is the price i pay for trying something new...<br />the insult of going on your damn blog and see how you really feel about our fucking so call relationship...<br /><br />sorry to be a hand full who constantly made you feel sooo used.<br /><br />what the hell man...<br /><br />what the fuck is going on here...<br /><br />am i missing something...<br /><br />i will always love her yes...<br />why she feel the need to take it here i dont know..<br /><br />this is why i dont share my feelings with people they all use it against you....<br /><br />again its life...lol..<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">how to let me down she says...<br />lmao...<br />wow am i trapped in a bad dream or something...lmao<br /><br />you know what hurt...the fact that she think i want to ruin her "wonderful relationship".<br /><br />for the rec. what ever i said to you about that was a fucking joke...<br />now i know i need to keep my self to ma self...<br />lol<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />why would i wish that up on anybody ...awww boy... its sticky..<br /><br />dont worrie about making me bleed for you again. because honestly after reading what i just read i too am done...<br /><br />out of everyone else ...lol...<br />i never though u would do this like this...but hey...<br />its humans nature...lol<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>leave me to continue doing what i'm doing..lol...<br />continue doing what you are doing...<br /><br />peace love and blessing to you and your relationship<br /><br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />any random person reading what she wrote would think i am a fucking stalker who have nothing better to do but sit and think of ways to fuck up her relationship....<br /><br />sad for you to think that...<br /><br />sad for me to open up...<br /><br />sad that the situation had to end up like this...<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-3561477553219577323?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-41574525256975087002009-06-06T19:26:00.000-07:002009-06-06T19:45:45.174-07:00I think every one reach this point some time in their lives ...i been here leave come back leave and now i am somewhere in the middle but not really....lol...<br /><br />honestly i dont know where i am...<br /><br />i just feel like something missing...<br /><br />ask me "what?" but i really wont know the answer to that question.<br /><br />i want to see everyone around me happy and get/reach anywhere they wanna be/reach....but why cant i be happy...<br /><br />i feel more sad/angry than happy...<br /><br />i dont know whats going on with me....<br /><br />i have been depressed for soo long...<br />give the you know...smile so everyone think i good...<br />but on the inside i'm fighting my anger and sadness...<br /><br />i enjoy making people laugh cause in my eyes they are fulfilling something i can never...<br /><br />WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH ME....<br /><br />sometimes my thought are just shouting all at once...and it gets so loud which annoy the shit outta me....<br /><br />i'm feeling free when i'm alone yet sad of the fact that i am alone...<br /><br />i just want to be happy...truly happy...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-4157452525697508700?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-79838097398775259132009-05-11T10:53:00.000-07:002009-05-11T11:17:05.420-07:00where to begin really...<br />anywhere is good they say....<br />we are in may ...<br /><br />ok, been dating a 49 year old for about 3 months now things seem to be going good but we will see...<br /><br />when it come on to me and dating its like seeing a unicorn or something ... never happen...<br /><br />i realize since of late i want to settle down...be with someone who love every thing about me appreciate the good and the bad about me and my personality over all someone who can love me for me and continue to make and keep me happy...i realize that i also wanna have kids some day...i want to go through the joy of being pregnant and having that alien inside me...<br /><br />so someone new come in my life and someone old leave....<br /><br />i have been friends with this girl for a while and she fuck me over big time....<br /><br />i guess like any relationship you can not put all your trust into the friendship...<br /><br />because of me geting fucked over by her i basicaly start cutting off everyone...one by one....so its safe to say i'm down to about 5 ppl i call friends excluding my sisters...<br /><br /><br />life is just a sitcome ...it might be funny it might be sad but at the end of the day if it wasnt good tobegin with u wont wanna watch the re-runs ....<br /><br />its a slow process for me but i am working on me being happy for now....<br /><br />my mom is back home...love the lady but i cant wait for her to leave again....<br /><br />more so i cant wait to move on my own...that i am working on....<br /><br />my dad and i getting close...<br /><br />mav is having her baby this month....i'm sooo happy for her...<br /><br />i dont talk to my aunt...i respect no one who dont show me respect...fuck that shit....<br /><br />u know all in all i cant really complaine...its been a god run....<br /><br />.....summerization complete .....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-7983809739877525913?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-73007021524896370882008-11-21T12:04:00.000-08:002008-11-22T21:04:27.015-08:00its not that you said what you said....<br /><br />but it the time is how you went about saying it...<br /><br />its the fact that at the time of you saying<br />''don't you want any thing out of life,don't you want your own place.don't you want your own car''<br />i was in full depression mode and by you highlighting all those things made me see all the flaws in my life...<br /><br />and to make matters ever worse i was going through some deep family issues..<br />so that comment you made just make me feel fucked up...<br /><br />so with all them thoughts and what you said was running through ma mind kinda fuck with me a bit and u know the smallest think in your eyes fuck with me head on a large scale.<br /><br />any way, i know you really didnt mean anything by it...<br />but like i said it was said at a wrong time in my life....<br />im getting over it now...<br /><br />i coming outta ma depression mode and i come to realise that it was a comment i should use for my life motivation.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-7300702152489637088?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-6747662111084904072008-10-30T19:32:00.000-07:002008-10-30T19:35:12.637-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7oNcDqnCwCs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7oNcDqnCwCs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-674766211108490407?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-21230142087992697382008-10-30T09:45:00.000-07:002008-10-30T10:13:36.470-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/SQnrJ6CavII/AAAAAAAAADA/Xge4FzFafUA/s1600-h/baby_cigarette_jpg_w300h302.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HPCdpcyc6R4/SQnrJ6CavII/AAAAAAAAADA/Xge4FzFafUA/s320/baby_cigarette_jpg_w300h302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262996194989882498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />u know i just realize that baby is in the air...<br /><br />so the other day i heard that someone close to me was pregnant...<br />i'm not saying its a crime to be pregnant or what not....but not so young because this person is about 2o-21...<br /><br />come one now its not as if pickney a run weh...<br />its not like the world going to end and u wont have a chance to get knocked up..<br /><br />personally i'm soo not ready to have a child..<br />yesterday my brother was asking if imma let my mother have only one grand child...<br />what really can i say...<br />if thats the case so be it...<br />nothing dont happen before its time and i dont intend to push nothing anytime soon..<br /><br />If and when i get knocked up it must be with someone who is goin to be in my life for more than a year and him have to be well stable ....<br />no idiot man..<br />next thing u know ma pickney tun fool...<br />lol not a rass...<br /><br />if it was possable though, i know who it would be with lol...it kinda seem sick if u think too hard on it, but i'd have it with "tweety" yeah man that girl is wonderful...<br /><br />but what ever. we not talkin bout her right now...<br />dont want her feel too important...<br />lmao...<br />i kid i kid...<br />lol..<br /><br />is like everywhere you look some one breeding to rass...<br />mi nuh know maybe it in the water or the air...<br />lol...<br />it seem as though from the yute kiss them they get knocked up...<br /><br />dont get me wrong.<br />giving life is a beautiful thing...<br />and something that beautiful should be carefuly plan in order to keep it that way...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-2123014208799269738?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-34596791244882591522008-10-27T20:25:00.000-07:002008-10-27T22:28:45.942-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rubW_4EPD_s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rubW_4EPD_s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />I dont even know where to begin.<br />But i guess you have to start somewhere...<br /><br />I still think about you...yeah you and i.. still think about us being together<br />i know i can never give you as much as i wish or as much as you given me.<br />happiness and what not..<br /><br />i'm not even going to sit here and lie...<br />being with you made me sooo fricking happy,<br />and right now the thought of you making me smile...<br />your mind...you phobias ...you beauty...you monk like behaviors..lol.. honestly everything bout u i accepted and loved..<br /><br />i dont know why i cant get over you and funny enough sometimes i feel like i dont want to...<br /><br />i love loving you...<br /><br />i miss you like crazy up until now...<br />i mean how long has it been...<br />yeah its been a while...<br /><br />when i go on the road i wishing to just run into you...<br />even if its a quick hi/hello<br /><br />i know i can call,but i'm afraid to...<br /><br />i really dont have the slightest clue how to explain the weird ass feelin i'm feeling...<br />or me being weird in general.<br /><br />i thought if i stayed away from you, what ever i'm feelin will just vanish over time...<br />i thought if i dont call you i would forget about you...<br /><br />even though deep down i dont want you...<br />mi nuh know why this is so hard man...<br /><br />i'm still inlove with you and i seriously dont know how to deal with it.<br /><br />maybe you have gotten over it and moved on but i havent and i really cant...<br /><br />i miss you smell...i miss your smile...i miss your sarcastic tone and look...i miss your voice...i miss our time spent..i miss you man...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-3459679124488259152?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-49124063122110694802008-10-23T15:11:00.000-07:002008-10-23T16:01:39.845-07:00<a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.downelink.com%27" style=""><strong></strong></a><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgetFQt4EEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgetFQt4EEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />this remind me of her...this is such a beautiful video...<br /><br />after all this time i still missing her like wat the hell...<br /><br />i hope all is well with her and i hope she getting all if not most things she wants...<br /><br />i wish i had her...damn man...the chick have me away... :) ...<br /><br /><br />if you ever come across this...just know that no matter how much time come between us i still love you...no like..not lust...i still love you...<br /><br />the reason for me becoming M.I.A is because of something you said...that along with some other things that's going on in my life....but what you said i dont know why....but it stuck with me...until now...<br /><br />anyway i just want you to know how much i still love you and i miss you and i really cant stop thinking bout you tweety....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-4912406312211069480?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-26408023937420453842008-09-30T12:24:00.000-07:002008-09-30T13:11:41.140-07:00<div style="text-align: left;">why does it seem so hard to move away when things are so obviously not working out.<br /><br />ever since the beginning its been a up and down roller coaster...we on we off we hot we cold..<br />i dont know but after a while it will get pretty annoying and over bearing..<br /><br />its sad when u have more down in your relationship than good and once you want to step out side the relationship and move on the person will tell you that they will try harder and they will change...<br />why change now what happen to the other 5months??...why is it that you are willing to change when they reach the point of no return...<br /><br />i love this sayin "dont it always seem to go,you dont know what you've got till its gone"<br />and its true...<br />when you think everything is ok, you dont try to work as hard as you could.<br />but as soon as you feel things not workin out you want to put in your all..<br />it dont work like that...<br /><br />all i can say is people will not talk a bad situation for too long...something has got to give...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-2640802393742045384?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-14761321356368362712008-05-28T07:12:00.000-07:002008-05-28T07:36:31.587-07:00You know what i cant understand. How a woman can have a child but not like him/her,why have them to begin with...<br />It make no sense to me you grow the child for so long then the mother goin to look at the pickney and tell the child them not their responsibility...i can understand if the child is a bad brukin pickney but i dont get why you would turn ur back on tha kid if the kid dont act wild or never disrespect you and the child love the mother even when they goin on with her foolishness...<br /><br />Now i have a friend and she have this mother who i would pimp slap if push comes to shove...<br />this woman is the wost mother ever...i mean the child dose nothing to disrespect the mother yet still the mother try everything in her power to break down the child...a shit like these mad people...<br /><br />Why have kids when u know u not goin to like them....the mother moving and not let the child know she moving...only to get a call saying they are not her responsibility and they need to find somewhere...now tell me what kinda woman that....<br /><br />even my fuckin dog more protective of her pups...<br /><br />the thing piss me off man...i could not believe it when i heard...i was in total "aww"...<br /><br /><br />women out there if unnu know seh unnu nuh want the pickney dash it weh...it nuh mek sense y'all bring it fi 9 months grow it fi 18 years and fi di 18 years unnu a ill treat it...<br /><br />mi affi tank god everyday for a mother like mine...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-1476132135636836271?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-59353866439645973522008-05-15T00:36:00.000-07:002008-05-15T00:37:16.445-07:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxgL1hBRLAQ&amp;hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxgL1hBRLAQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-5935386643964597352?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-63194143711724438172008-05-13T20:50:00.001-07:002008-05-13T20:50:41.733-07:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGrGKFNVYpk&amp;hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGrGKFNVYpk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-6319414371172443817?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-13322273171056089412008-05-13T18:45:00.000-07:002008-05-13T18:47:09.866-07:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OfwXr3-iX94&amp;hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OfwXr3-iX94&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />di pussy real good...i wonder if "uptown" woman this fool...well you do have some that stupid...lmao<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-1332227317105608941?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-80302571292534137772008-05-11T15:01:00.000-07:002008-05-11T15:06:46.794-07:00Why is it that when it comes to mothers day...people tell every woman happy mothers day...isnt this day ment for...i dont know "MOTHERS"... All 5 year old girls gettin happy mothers day...lol...anyway....<br /><br /><br />TO ALL THE MOTHERS OUT THERE HOLDING IT DOWN...HAPPY MOTHERS DAY<br />AND A SPECIAL ONE GOES OUT TO THE SINGLE MOTHERS IN THE WORLD....WE ALL KNOW HOW HARD TIMES CAN GET WHEN ITS YOU ALONE...THANK YOU....<br />keep your head up and continue bein the wonderful,strong and beautiful woman you are...<br /><br />LOVE YOU MOMMY!!<br />HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-8030257129253413777?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-1676118896995808142008-05-10T20:13:00.000-07:002008-05-10T20:17:13.703-07:00today i was talkin to a friend of mine...she tellin me she was home bein entertain by this couple that was talkin or geting to know each other at her gate...<br />the guy ask the young lady what was it that she wanted to do...she then replied<br />"yeah mi waan duh heer and nail and mi waan sell some clothes,strrrraight "<br /><br /><br />she ambitious yeah...but who tha hell says that...lmao....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-167611889699580814?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-64518667283019853462008-05-08T22:02:00.000-07:002008-05-08T22:15:36.508-07:00escape me?<br />never-<br />beloved!<br />while i am i, and you are you,<br />so long as the world contains us both,<br />me the loving and you the loth,<br />while the one eludes, must the other pursue.<br />my life is a fault at last, i fear-<br />it seem too much like a fate, indeed!<br />though u do my best i shall scarce succeed-<br />but what if i fail of my purpose here?<br /><br />it is but to keep the nerves at strain,<br />to dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,<br />and baffled, get up to begin again,-<br />so the chase takes up one's life, thats all.<br />while, look but once from your farthest bound,<br />at me so deep in the dust and dark,<br />no sooner the hope drops to ground<br />then a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,<br />i shape me-<br />ever<br />removed!<br /><br /><br /><br />-Robert Browning<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-6451866728301985346?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-57566578311436408852008-04-07T22:40:00.000-07:002008-04-07T23:03:32.315-07:00if you want to be treated nicely just put on an accent...<br /><br />the other night my friend and i went to the shop around the road from my house to get some ciggi when we reach we started talking like Yankees... can i tell you the amount of smiles and eyes we got it... was ridiculous ...<br />this one gay who was walking with two other girls, heard us talking spin round and a car almost hit him while crossing the road..<br />then this guy turn to me after i was like...."ohh my god Jamaica is soo hot"...the dude was like"you is a foreigner ...i was like " no i'm a native"..ma friend was tryin to play it of so she turn to me and said..."your were born here"...i then turn to her and said.."i dont know what he is saying"...then this other one was like "don't worry you soon go back inna yuh AC"....like two or three nights after we decide togo back round there and talk like the British...not remember about our accent we went on to order....while on our way out the shop...we hear this man running behind us screaming "British!!...British!!"...we were like what the fuck....then it dawn on out yeah it is indeed us him calling...<br /><br />mi nuh know how some jamaicans suh foreign frighten....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-5756657831143640885?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-4212676784217780742008-04-03T17:42:00.000-07:002008-04-03T17:56:18.598-07:00Sometimes you people meet someone the total opposite of you and u fall for that or them...what happen when that same opposite we speak off starting to bring conflict to the relationship....<br />how people deal with that...do you accept and move on or try to work things out...<br /><br />mi nuh know enuh, but i really cant bother with the hole a dat...the first sign of madness i see i am going to run...i really cant deal with the stress...but i don't think that's the best way to deal with things ...<br />i don't think you should always run...stand up and face the problem some people say....<br /><br />i guess you can say i always look for the easy way out....<br /><br /><br />then there is the girl or guy who just cant stand for you to be happy...your in a good relationship and as soon as they see an opportunity to fuck with what you and your man/woman have....maybe its by calling your phone and talking smak or doing something to fuck up the relationship....<br /><br />i finally came to this conclusion people just don't like seeing when people happy...<br /><br />life full of haters and that's always going to be the case....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-421267678421778074?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43244519155140400.post-78752409096305991372008-03-30T23:41:00.000-07:002008-03-30T23:55:23.138-07:00its not everyday you meet you "soul mate...<br />who or what is a "soul mate"though...does it really exist...<br /><br />you can be with someone for over 20years and in fact and truth they really isn't you one true love...your soul mate...what ever...if thats the case why be with them in the first place...<br /><br />never quite get it and i really don't think i ever will...you give your self to someone for so much years and they really isn't the person who u really want to be with...they really isnt the person which whom your heart really into...<br /><br />on the other hand you can meet some one for just a few months and know ...every bone in your body knows that,thats who you were ment to be with....<br /><br />some people take that feeling and run with it...others ...mi nuh know ...really cant accept it...<br /><br /><br /><br />just some random bableing i guess...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/43244519155140400-7875240909630599137?l=debbie-ann5010.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Debbie-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07765494561083985512noreply@blogger.com0