My Love Pieces

i love this photo i love the thought of love* i love the word love* i love the feeling of love* love is so wonderful* i am scared of love* love is so powerful i love l.o.v.e. so much it consumes my thoughts and actions i say love at least 10x a day. (in my mind) i am in love with him love makes me sick! and doggonnit i need my medicine: YOU

(Background: At first I was going to call this the skin I am in but then that's not original! So I decided to be unoriginal and not creative but straight forward, hence the title "As I Am." Moving back to Atlanta, land of the "models" I often find myself living in a reality, non-stop, unedited rap music video. I thought I have had enough of this mess. So I dove deep inside and beyond the skin into a different side of me that I didn't know existed and hopefully other women will see in themselves.) Wearing pounds of makeup and tons of fake hair to prove that I am a woman, is not going to prove that I am worthy of loving. It's deeper than that. Showing my breast or having a huge butt is not a neccessity for me. Nor is it a mean for you to judge if I'm worth talking too. It's deeper than that. Yes, being silly may have its ups and downs and so does me smiling alot but would you like a frown and a middle finger instead? I didn't think so. I'm

I went to NYC to visit my long time friend Ash Tash in Brooklyn What a trip. I realized that I have so much more evolving to do and that I have not yet completely created myself Walking through the boroughs, talking, riding the train Walking, talking, eating in unique places Walking on the sparkling sidewalks of Manhattan, talking, switching taxis I realize that the glass is half full During the weekend, I was able to evaluate my life as it is now and see where I can exceed. I know the first step to reinventing myself is to live on my own. I noticed how my friends from the past have grown, matured and just live life out being on their own. To see how I will survive, I like to think that being at SSU was a trail period And I honestly loved being on my own The second thing I need to do is achieve my goals in relations to my career. What I have worked so hard for? What am I aiming towards? And how can I reach my full potential... I have a feeling that this all is coming soon... And I am s

I believe I have always been a crazed romantic. Living in a fairy tale world. In search for my prince charming. I smile at the thought of being in love. I giggle when love tickles. I grin at couples in love... especially the older ones I gaze off with romantic getups and getaways With the one that makes me smile for no reason I tear up when I see bridal gowns. And depends on the wedding, I may tear up there too... But deep down inside, I have always been scared that it would/could never happen to me. Once you get your heart broken, it's hard to think about those kinds of things. But then He asked me why I love him, I couldn't give him an answer. All I could do is smile. I wonder was that good enough? Then a couple days later... "I love you." The message read. Guess it was...